It’s over a full week into the new decade, my house is a mess, my eyebrows are unruly….and I’m happier than I’ve been in a long time. I’m on day eight of a 30-day yoga journey; I’ve been reading and watching amazing things; I’ve taken on a couple of new projects, and, most importantly, I

Well despite our best efforts we managed to catch the flu. Yes, we did get the shot, but what can you do. I’m on day 4 and the lad is on day 2. My husband is the last man standing at this point and we’re only 3 days to Christmas. Have I mentioned we love

I’m Scotch-Irish and French, which seems to mean that I am genetically disposed to make enough food to feed an army regardless of the situation. This was never more apparent than this Thanksgiving. Once everyone had gone home, we still had a lot of squash, some sweet potatoes, an absurd amount of mash potatoes and

I’m freaking. My hubby brought home the turkey last night….the beautiful, 20 pound, local, free-range turkey. This is my first time being intimidated by a dead bird. Usually, I get a 39 cents a pound frozen bird from the grocery store. In recent years I’ve even splurged for the 89 cents a pound fresh bird.

T minus 4 days until our first time hosting Thanksgiving. The bird is ordered, the sides are planned-ish, and tomorrow’s weather forecast is supplying me with the perfect day to get this place clean. In case you are also hunkering down to the same project tomorrow, I thought it might be a good time to

I’m pressing pause on the sustainability posts for just a second.  Winter seems to have settled into our little corner of the world, and it’s not even Thanksgiving yet. In the last week, I’ve had a lot of conversations punctuated with complaints about the weather. So here’s my confession: I Love winter.  A lot. Yes,

The unthinkable has happened. I missed the weather window and did not get my garlic in the ground in time. Seriously, a week ago we were still in the 60s and I was worried it might be too warm, and now there’s an inch plus of snow and ice on my garlic plot.  I’m devastated

It’s a rainy and blustery Halloween in our part of the world. This means our Halloween plans have been put on hold and I may actually get another post up this evening while my husband and son watch Coco and gorge themselves on candy. In the meantime, however, I wanted to share this with you