My sweet friend, Shannon Ho, just sent me the link to some pictures she took of us the other day. I wept as I clicked through the pictures. Words escaped me. The only thing I could think to say to respond to the moment, was: Stuff doesn’t matter. This does.
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What am I going to do today? Bake cookies. Lots and lots and lots of cookies. I am so glad the grocery store is close. I’ve always loved to bake cookies. Remember E? She and I have bonded over cookie-making in so many ways. I distinctly remember the day we compared our chocolate chip recipes,…
When New Years Day dawned, and hunger hit, I had to take into account several things: first of all, the grocery store was closed. Secondly, I have resolved to a) fit into a wedding dress in six weeks and b) maintain a healthier lifestyle in 2008. Lastly, I have a distinct distaste for eggs, but…
We’ve been very busy around here preparing for the National Stationery Show, and we can hardly believe that late next week we will be heading off to New York. There are still little details to wrap up, and bags to pack, and so many new products to share at the show… it’s all a little…
So this is what I’ve been up to lately: She was born last Wednesday. While both my boys had “labor stories” to tell, she was relatively easy. My blood pressure spiked on Tuesday, and to prevent pre-eclampsia, my doctor induced me on Wednesday. Yes, I was a pansy and got an epidural. She was born…
My days are starting to run together. I sat on the couch tonight, exhausted, and looked at the clock. I was falling asleep, and it was only 9:00 p.m. My husband and I laugh now that 9:00 used to be the hour at which we started considering what we would do for that evening. Now…
On a monthly basis, I have plenty of honorable intention to sit down and write each of you a letter. I don’t like making excuses, but I can honestly say that life gets in the way. Charley starts crying, dinner needs to be cooked, or Bubba and Kiddo end up in an “it’s all fun…
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Beautiful!
you bless me! thank you for your kind words, my friend. i am filled with joy that you love these images. thank you… so glad our “client relationship” has developed into such a sweet friendship 🙂