Baby waking up happy and smiley (no whines!) after a 12+ hour sleep. Aaah! Taking the morning to clean house. Sheets, laundry, dishes, floors, bathroom, toys and more. The joys of a clean house … for me, it makes everything feel better. Girlie having some awesome independent playtime. Yes, I appreciated the opportunity to get …
After a long and occasionally stressful day, I returned home, excited to know that at least dinner awaited. Not just dinner: a fully, yummy crock pot of the awesome chana masala I make. And let me tell you, it is good. Rich, brothy, spicy, filling. A truly delightful dish, perfect for the end of a …
This is becoming a habit: falling asleep with baby, waking up late to do things around the house. Husband crashed with us tonight too – our household was down for the count before 9 p.m. I woke up at 11:30; stepped back in to nurse baby back to sleep; and just finished checking email. I …
It’s 2:16 a.m. and I’m blogging. Hmmm. Today baby and I got home at around the usual time – about 6 p.m. As is typical of late, she did not want to come inside but insisted on doing some work outside. “Dig dig dig!!” and puttering between the different beds, the plants she helped Dada …
Life has a mysterious way of filling up. Last night, after blogging, I continued to rush around. Both husband and I spent the whole evening, until after 11, cleaning, organizing, purging, preparing for the following day. And guess what? There’s still a lot to do today too! Baby woke up at 11, then 1, and …
Yes, I’m shopping AND checking Facebook. Just enough to keep me happy, not too much to drive me crazy. After moving into the basement, we noted a few things we needed to fill in the gaps so headed out this morning to get them. One stop at Jysk yielded some baskets and odds and ends. …
Today was delightful on two counts. I participated in a conference on women and spirituality. And we moved into the basement of our home so we can get the renos done. First, the conference. There were representatives of 9 different faith traditions, responding in turn to a series of questions about why we believe, how …
My husband’s feet running up the stairs to our house. My baby glugging back breastmilk. A friend’s voice on the phone. Cellos, double basses and other strings. Creeks, rivers and babbling brooks. I’m sure there are more, but these are top of my list. In other news: I love this picture. The jaunty …
Aaah … went to bed with daughter tonight (8:30 ish??). Up at 12-something when husband came to bed. I did a few things (morning prep – hanging laundry) and am heading back to bed. So lovely … 🙂 And tomorrow is the last day of work for the week – lots to do, then 3 …
My post count reads 270. That means there are fewer than 100 days of blogging left in this 365-day experiment. What does that mean? I’ve wondered whether I’ll persist for a year, and if I do, what comes after. Currently am unsure. I enjoyed one blog of a year’s decluttering – that blogger has decided …