It feels like I've lived nine lives since I last posted here. No, I am not a cat. :) Nor have I had any real near-death experiences (though I have no doubt that if this had been the case, I'd have some pretty juicy stories
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I write about health for a living (come on over and read my Glamour.com health and fitness blog!), so it may come as a surprise that I (secretly) have a mega crush on donuts. No, I don't indulge often, but when I crave a donut,
Read MoreI'm working on a story for Real Simple's November issue and got a chance to check out some products from The Laundress in New York--an all-natural, non-toxic line of home care and cleaning products--and I went crazy for their "Home Spray." Simply titled, this formula
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Is it January 22 already? Good heavens. This month is flying. I’ve been busy writing, revising my novel, blogging, mothering, cooking, running (more on that soon, and on Vitamin G), and a zillion other things I won’t bore you with. So, it hit me today that the first month of a new year is, now, almost gone. Wow. Just like that.
I love posting little snippets here on this blog, which I’ve started to think of as a scrapbook. How about that? A scrapbook that the world can see! And just because I don’t want to forget this wonderful month, here are a few little simple things and moments that I want to remember …
We’ve been having an insanely difficult time finding firewood. We’ve struck out three times with firewood sales people on Craig’s List (all three were no shows), so yesterday, when temps in Seattle were dropping below freezing, Jason went out for a bundle of wood and came home with the most unusual thing: gourmet firewood. I know, who knew? He spent waaaaaay too much money on a box of Lazzari Almond Firewood (at where else but Whole Foods). Almond firewood–sounds kind of delicious doesn’t it? He popped it in the fireplace and I envisioned that it would make the house smell like toasted almonds or something. But no, it didn’t. Still, I felt pretty fancy with our gourmet wood! Here’s what I learned about it …
If you know me well, you know that I love to clean. I've been resisting hiring a house cleaner for years because, oddly, I think I'd miss cleaning my bathrooms. I'm aware that this makes me sound like a nut. Anywho
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Somehow, the fact that we’re recovering from the flu is making me feel grateful–for my health, for my kids, for our home–for life (not that I was going to die or anything, but you know). And that’s where I want to start this week, with this roof over my head, and how I’m grateful for it. We almost got wooed away by a great big dream house on Bainbridge Island over the summer. And when our house in Seattle didn’t sell, the deal fell through, and it was a big fat disappointment. But, you know what? We’re thankful to be here, and over the past month or so, we’ve developed a newfound appreciation for this home of ours. Carson, our 2 year old summed it up perfectly the other day when he came barreling into the kitchen with a huge smile on his face: “Mama! I just love this house!” How sweet is that? Still, I’m convinced that if we lived in a tent, he’d feel the same way. Kids can teach us all a lesson in contentment, huh? So, to kick off gratitude week, I’m sharing photos of the little things, details, colors and corners of my house that I love. Just simple little things that make smile every single day. Come take a look…
