My Little Red Barn
Everyone who listened to me, supported me, funded me, and cheered me on: I wish you could have been here to watch the building of my barn. But here’s the next best thing. Enjoy!
Everyone who listened to me, supported me, funded me, and cheered me on: I wish you could have been here to watch the building of my barn. But here’s the next best thing. Enjoy!
Today is the day! After countless blog posts, bemoaning my lack of space, the support of friends near and far, and a ton of serendipity, today I am getting my barn. Note I didn’t say a barn. I said my barn. The barn I envisioned. The barn that I shared as my “dream[Read more]
I don’t write about my family as often as I used to – at least not directly. They get a nod, now and then, as the inspiration for a new idea or for their part in creating something, but, there was a time when depression, autism, and parenthood (all headliners[Read more]
Last night, I exchanged emails with a middle school art teacher who was searching for a supply of small cardboard jewelry boxes. Later this week, she’s teaching a lesson on Joseph Cornell and students will use these smaller boxes to create sections within a larger box, and then fill those[Read more]
I know I’ve shared before about my annual guilt-fest, also known as our-youngest-son’s-birthday. Born just 12 days after Christmas, it’s hella-hard to make his special day feel all that special to him. He’s usually partied-out, fighting the post-holiday crankies, occasionally snowed-in, and indecisive about what we can do to make[Read more]
Niecy Nash, when she was hosting Clean House (2003-2010), used to say, “When your hand is open to give it is open to receive.” Earlier this month, I rescued a ton of materials from a Louisville business that spent 55 years producing paper and report covers for law offices and court reporters[Read more]