Indeed, He is Risen!… read on
And this is how I’m feeling this spring.… read on
–I took down the rest of the Christmas decorations today. … read on
I was really run down yesterday. Possibly because we had a day-consuming House Blessing event on Saturday. Possibly because T had been doing Startup Weekend all weekend and I had to do House Blessing and Sunday Liturgy with the Babe on my own (um, and the rest of my in-laws) :)… read on
A new you!
Right? Isn’t that how the saying goes? … read on
So, my phone is fritz-y these days, which is why I am now posting the story of how we got our Christmas tree here, and not on Instagram a few weeks ago.… read on
For those of you who know where this is, I’m sure you can understand how awesome it was to show Mace around the place.… read on
I fully admit that one of the reasons I haven’t been blogging is because–all at the same time–I have nothing and far too many things to write about. … read on
It’s nice to meet you. I didn’t expect you so soon. Perhaps I got too carried away at the end, there. … read on
Caidoc, Momma! He was baptized on Sunday.… read on
We packed up the diaper bag and headed down to the children’s museum in Fort Point. On Fridays, they have free entry, and it’s so close to Flour Bakery and Barrington Coffee, that there was something for everyone!… read on
Today is Monday (ha, Monday, string beans).… read on
Macia and I picked apricots.… read on
This is what I started to write the first day of my adoption leave, way back on May 1:… read on
I love you so much.… read on
You saw one happy peek at our Sunday visit to Sweet Leaf on Long Island during our NY trip. … read on
I was a runner in high school. Yes, I was a proud member of the group that said things like “my sport is your sport’s punishment” (don’t ask me why that was cool–did it make us tough?)… read on
Stumptown. Started in Portland (taking its name from the city’s nickname), the only location in New York. Fabulous coffee.… read on
After Gimme! we went to Cafe Grumpy. I didn’t take any pictures because (TMI warning) Macia had a stinky diaper and we needed to find some place to change her and I was thirsty but didn’t want any more coffee and the shop was small inside and it was cold outside and we had done a lot of walking and the Babe and I were tired but she wouldn’t go to sleep in the mei tai.
@thepaulist took better pictures.
Um. So I guess it was a good thing we were at Cafe Grumpy. I know … read on
I think Macia, by far, had the most fun at Gimme! coffee. The inside of the cafe was so small that, with a wiggly toddler, it only made sense to drink our coffee outside. A bit chilly, but there was a nice bench against a deep window sill which formed a perfect “playpen” for the Babe :)… read on
Bowery Coffee, across the street from the Houston-Bowery Mural Wall, won my vote for “best ambiance.”… read on
We had several objectives in visiting New York. … read on
I am bad at multi-tasking. Just ask Taylor. If I start a sewing project or a baking endeavor, all else gets put on hold until. it’s. finished. … read on
Becoming parents has been a funny process for us. Not least because the getting of the Babe has been so unusual and drawn out. … read on
I remember Momma’s voice. As time goes on after her death, much fades, but I will always remember so much of her voice. [Also, I thank God for all those cheesy home videos we have. It is such a blessing to hear her voice again, even if I know it's only another memory.]
One of the songs she used to sing–not to us, really, but it was in one of the song books we had for piano and she’d play it for me occasionally–was the Fourteen Angels song from a Hansel and Gretel opera.
This is the prettiest version that I … read on
I don’t think I would have signed up without Viv doing it, too. I’d never done ballet (or any traditional dance, really) and the closest I come to graceful is when I’m on a crowded dance floor … read on
Ah, that’s better.
I think the best way to get back into the swing of things is in list-form.
[I will make a rule: I won't post more than one list a week. I can handle that.]
- We had a great visit with Uncle Elliott two weekends ago. I got some cute shots, but haven’t processed them yet. Story of my life.
- I did some sewing this weekend. I finished the Babe’s quilt on Friday and I made her a little romper dress from a romper Momma made me when I was the Babe’s size. It’s super cute. Pictures forthcoming
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I am going to take a break this week. At least from writing. … read on
I am restless.
The future is a big mish-mash of mostly-certain and less-certain and not-certain-at-all.… read on
I want to write today, but I can’t form an organized enough thought to do anything other than a list. Still, lists are fun sometimes, too.
–Taylor loves quilts. And kilts. And woolens. And anything knit or crocheted. I knit. I’ve learned (and un-learned) how to crochet. I love wool, and I’m not opposed to kilts (in the right context (no, Taylor, a marathon is not the right context)). But for years I have told him I don’t make quilts. It makes no sense to me to cut up perfectly good material into smaller pieces only to sew them all … read on
pat-a-pat-pat (telling me she wants to be picked up)
foo-foo-foo (whispered when she’s hungry)… read on
I have another blogger crush. These are the crushes where I look through a blog and drool over every picture, every idea, every made-thing and want it to be my home, my life, my crafts, too.… read on
Do these make sense to you? I think I mostly know what I mean as I list them here. We shall see.… read on
Being apart from Taylor has made me realize how much a part of me he is. I am more than just Anne with him; my identity seems prone to shifting without his anchoring presence near me.
It’s not that I forget that I am a wife, but without one’s husband… read on
Oh, Pandora. You slay me with your Pink Martini station. Have a listen with me this evening:
Everybody by Ingrid Michaelson… read on
You can read “tear” two ways. One, those salty-secretions from your eyes–in joy or sorrow or laughter or allergies. Two, as in things-torn, the act of ripping… read on
We love to sing to our Little Girl.. and when I get to put her to sleep, I have a special song I like to sing. You’ve probably heard it before. Here are the words.… read on
When I first discovered Ashley Rodriguez through her blog, her then-current post was a recipe for bacon caramels. I instantly fell in love. … read on
For renidemus is, first and foremost, an invitation. An invitation to sit down with me, to read what I can offer you, and to offer your thoughts in return.… read on
Before I moved in here, I had cozy little digs at blogspot, which served me well for several years. But things change, husbands get in to web development, and new spaces are created.
If you’re looking for more to read or want to hear more details of my story, go have a look-see at the past and let me know what you think.
Thanks so much for stopping by!
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