Alex and I only have five pieces of furniture in our house that were never owned by someone else. 1) Couch 2) Loveseat 3) Our mattress 4) New mattress we just bought for a kids room 5) The bar stools that sit at our kitchen bar That’s it. Everything else has been pre-owned. The dining … Continue reading
Let me be clear. The first time I made this, it turned into a solid in the bottle and so you would have to squeeze it for about 3 minutes and then it exploded like a cannon out of the bottle and splashed every surface, including your face, within a five mile radius. My kitchen … Continue reading
1. This little bag of bones. I routinely throw the ball for her and initiate games of “Haunted House”, where I turn all the lights off and then jump out at her (she loves it, I promise). I even continued to love her when she decided to add a little something extra to my I-have-the-house-to-myself … Continue reading
I’ve been trying to document our gradual descent into hippiedom, what with the knitting and the gardening and the natural dyes and the giant beard (Alex’s of course). We took another plunge a few weeks ago when I invited friends over for a vegan dinner and then we made laundry soap together. That’s right. Vegetarians don’t need … Continue reading
Whenever I go to get my hair cut, people come from miles to look at the perfect condition of my hair. “Where are all the split ends?”, they cry! “How can it be so impossibly soft?” I just shrug my shoulders and say, “Aw, shucks, guys! Knock it off!” If you would like to know … Continue reading
Did you know that Sonic had fundraisers? I guess in the dark recesses of my mind, I’d tucked that fact away somewhere but when a church friend (SHOUT OUT, RITA!) told me she wanted to organize one for us, I was surprised. Tomorrow, we’ll be at a Sonic in Carrollton from 9-6, stuffing food bags … Continue reading
When I bought my scooter, I had visions of me sidling up at a motorcycle bar, taking my helmet off, shaking my hair out, and being immediately accepted into the world of Harleys and Hondas. Guys named Hambone and Doctor Dare would slap my back and order me a…strawberry lemonade (I don’t drink). Okay, I … Continue reading
My dad came into town yesterday. We went to lunch, took him to the new park downtown, and of course, we had to do the traditional Feemster afternoon nap. When we asked if he wanted to see a movie, he immediately said that he wanted to see “Les Miserables”. When I cringed, he did something … Continue reading
Decide you want a garden in your backyard. Wait approximately 47 weeks, until your dad sends you a text message telling you that you need to do it now or not at all. Wait two more weeks. Choose a Saturday when you and your husband aren’t cooking dinner for 2 million people. On that Saturday, … Continue reading
You might not know it (based on the fact that my current playlists have a very high Justin Bieber to non-Bieber ratio) but I was pretty involved in the local music scene in Abilene when I was in high school. Yep, that’s right. I was lead roadie for the ska band “SkaSkank Redemption”, with my … Continue reading
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