From South Africa, With Thanks

From South Africa, With Thanks

There are days it’s easy to feel like an orphan. Or lost in a grown up’s life. My family live an ocean away and my daughter stood and screamed for a good ten minutes without her drawers while seated on her potty yesterday. Screamed good and red in the face...
When you want your week to matter

When you want your week to matter

So sometimes on Sunday nights you all just stay in, make mac ‘n cheese, maybe get it smeared all over your cheeks and watch a movie. The sofa sags under tiny butts all scrambling for a spot closer to daddy. There are wet, muddy socks strayed all down the...
When a blogger gets stage fright

When a blogger gets stage fright

Gosh it’s been a couple of weeks. The Five Minute Friday link up is below. But I wanted to share this with you guys first. So read on, yes? I don’t know about you all and what meetings you’ve been in or where you’ve traveled or how many loads of laundry you’ve burned...
The (un)truth about cliques

The (un)truth about cliques

The last time I really dressed up to impress a man was probably a decade and a half ago when Peter and I were still in the do-you-notice-me-not-noticing-you-noticing-me phase. The last time I dressed up to impress another woman was yesterday morning when I...