A Working Kitchen

There was a period of time where I fancied myself a cook, which meant I cooked a full meal for my family of four couple of times a week, the rest of the time ordering out or slapping together sandwiches or spaghetti. Though you’ll never get me to admit that a good sandwich isn’t a…

My Year with Zoloft

About a year ago I was sitting in the car. I had been sitting there for nearly an hour. It was 9 o’clock at night. My phone was buzzing again and I forced myself to look down and see that it was my husband calling again. I looked away, frozen in my seat, arms feeling too…

Little Seals

It was a day off for all of us. A day off from school, our weekend visitors had finally dissipated, and graduate courses had not yet begun. My house was a mess, but I wasn’t of a mind to deal with it just then. No, we all needed to be outside. As if we were…

Radical

I was sitting in the tub, as you do, thinking about this post. I’ve recently finished Radical Homemakers and it’s left me with all sorts of good thoughts and dreams. I considered what I wanted to say and also what picture I might want to accompany the post. Something green, maybe. Or perhaps a photo of livestock,…

The Amish Hour

I couldn’t tell you where this idea originated, only that I saw it as a part of an article about self-care, but we have recently started instituting something called “the Amish hour”. While we fall short of unplugging every item in our house (no candlelight just yet, but perhaps when the days start to get longer…

Simplification

Friday and today have been dedicated to The Purge, where I have eviscerated my own collections of clothes and books and, for most of today, my children’s toys. This weeding of playthings happens on a fairly regular basis, almost seasonally, and one would think this meant my children would have a very modest assortment of toys. One…

Konmari, Tidying, and Magic (A Review and a Promise to Myself)

We have quite a bit of stuff (I will refrain from calling it junk, but honestly, a lot of it is). It’s stuffed in cupboards and closets. It’s piled on desks and tables. Right now, quite a lot of it is on the floor, too. I am overwhelmed by things! This inundation of objects has simply…

Food

Clementines and coffee. The last of the Christmas Kringle danish and coffee. Asian beef and broccoli. Pot roast with apples, sweet potatoes, and prunes and an arugula salad. The second to last slice of that delectable danish. This is what I’ve eaten in the last twenty-four hours, starting from right at this moment all the…

Working Through It

When I last wrote here, we were in the thick of autumn. I had been swept up in that seasonal preparation, while also finding myself inundated with school work and a lot of physical and emotional upheaval in my work (there is nothing worse than massive shifts in one’s work life when their work is…

Mothered

If I could change anything about the world, I would make it so every child born has a mother who is just right for them. I have been so blessed in my life, and I know that if everyone else had a mother who fit them as well as my mother fits me, then all…

Runaway

My house is a mess. For example, I have found four separate apple cores on each flour of my house at varying degrees of disintegration. Also, I have no clean dishes. The logical response to this would have been to stay home and get some cleaning done. Yesterday, instead, I buckled M. into the car…

Out the Window

A bit embarrassingly, we don’t, technically, have a nature table or designated spot in the house. It’s something I’ve been meaning to do for ages, but have felt like we just don’t have the space for it. It’s only very recently I’ve realized that our upstairs bay window sill has sort of organically turned into…