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  • Thrift Shop Bullies

    Thrift Shop Bullies

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    Dear Overly-Aggressive, Hyper-Competitive, Greedy Goodwill Lady, I’m just gonna be frank here: I did not appreciate you haphazardly shoving past me this morning, just after the store opened. You took advantage of me wiping a shopping cart down with a baby wipe and hand-sanitizer, lest my son contract some nefarious communicable disease, zipping past me in selfish haste. But……

  • Everyday Sillies

    Everyday Sillies

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    We still haven’t started packing, but we’re having a grand time collecting and crafting items for the new house. Loving this Annie Sloan chalk paint, read this article for tips from my equally-obsessed friend Carly. Nothing is safe anymore, I might just paint the piano. Find the shower curtain here, twas perfect for us: with a ship for…

  • Goodbye Yellow-Brick [Goldenrod] Road

    Goodbye Yellow-Brick [Goldenrod] Road

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    Welp, looks like it’s official: We’re moving. Monday we had the furnace guy out. Yesterday the appraiser visited. This afternoon we’re expecting the window guy. Last week our buyer had her professional home inspection and we chose countertops for the new house. We should probably start packing. This is an exciting move, but still it’s bittersweet. This modest home was…

  • Yesterday, Today, & Tomorrow

    Yesterday, Today, & Tomorrow

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    Here’s a little peek at what’s been filling our days, of late… Middle child is still into mermaids, and was convinced she would turn into a real one on her half-birthday in December… In other news… Little Man is still struggling with sleep… I MIGHT have dipped his binky into maple syrup a few times in the…

  • Just in Time for Christmas

    Just in Time for Christmas

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    This morning I woke and made the kids a stinky, hot breakfast. The sink is still full of dirty dishes. The counters are covered in clutter, the floor littered with toys, books and blankies, and our beds are unmade. And I don’t care. Can you guess why? If you’ve been following along, you’ll recognize this as…

  • Christmas Traditions – Keepsake Ornaments

    Christmas Traditions – Keepsake Ornaments

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    What is it about a good tradition, anyway? The ceremony of it all, the nostalgia? Whatever it is, I’m sure enjoying sharing some of my family’s favorite Christmastime traditions with y’all… from gingerbread houses to pajamas, there are endless ways to make the season bright. Here’s another: I mentioned it briefly in another post, but I’ve probably…

  • Christmas Traditions – Jammies

    Christmas Traditions – Jammies

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    Thanks to my stepmother, our family has been doing Christmas Jammies since before it was cool. Beginning in the 1980’s, my sister and I would open a single, pre-selected wrapped gift from under the tree, just before bedtime each Christmas Eve. Wouldn’t you know, it was always new jammies? Perhaps telling of my notorious gullibility, each year I was genuinely surprised. My sister has continued the tradition with her…

  • Life Lately

    Life Lately

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    Forgive the barrage of snapshots, but we’ve got grandparents with real photographic needs to appease. And since I still have yet to complete our 9 1/2 year old’s baby book, this blog is, by default, our virtual time capsule/family album. You’re welcome kids! Got the fixin’s all ready for the kiddos to host their seventh annual gingerbread house decorating party…

  • Christmas Traditions – Gingerbread Houses

    Christmas Traditions – Gingerbread Houses

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    Christmastime makes me especially nostalgic… This weekend our girls- and Little Man- will host their 7th annual Gingerbread House decorating party. It’s such a fun Christmas tradition. Husband and I pre-assemble the graham-cracker abodes, so there’s less engineering and more decorating munching for the kidlets in attendance. I always think they resemble tiny little communist villages, with their stark uniformity,…