Over Thanksgiving, my family went to go see the second Hunger Games movie. My mother, who is a beacon of pleasantness, spent most of the movie with her hands over her eyes. After the movie, we were talking about the parts that we liked and the parts that we didn’t and my mother remarked that … Continue reading
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The Big Thaw
I went to Nashville two weeks ago to visit my sister and she basically got the flu the second I landed and felt better the second my plane took off to return to Dallas. Miraculously, I did not catch her bug, although I doted on her like a mother hen and bought the second season … Continue reading
In Defense of Homemade Deodorant
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
Dear Daughter: Sonic Love
Hey sweet girl- Did you know it’s been almost a year since we’ve started this adoption process? A YEAR! That is so long and we have so far to go, but this has been the most important, emotional year of my life- a year filled with inexplicable joy and heartaches. If we’re to believe the … Continue reading
Dear Daughter: Present Parenting
Hey little one- When I was growing up, this was a common occurrence in our house. The sound of my dad playing the guitar, singing old songs, is one that will stick with me forever. Sometimes my mom would join in with her sweet sing-song voice. Sometimes your aunt Leah and I would dance around. … Continue reading
Down on the Farm
I went to a Natural Dye workshop today, which turned out to be one of the coolest things I’ve done in Dallas thus far. My friend Kara and I headed out this morning to Ponder, TX, which is a stone’s throw from Denton, the “Austin” of the DFW area. The workshop was at a cool … Continue reading
Gratitude Project: Day 25
Because I am a a psycho who likes to stress herself out, we hosted a conspiracy dinner a mere week after we moved into our new house. Before the move, I was clipping letters out of magazines to glue onto the invitations whilst I sat among boxes begging to be packed. (Also, the invitations stated … Continue reading
