The every day art matters the most. Hold your horses, these are some amazing nachos. Having too much of one item around, while I am the opposite and would stockpile 15 of everything if I could. Start by roasting 1 sweet potato.

Tuesday, September 30, 2014. Make-along 2 and Beginners Crochet. So as expected I am officially crap at blogging, I so had high expectations of myself but work, life, etc. somehow always manage to get in the way. In pictures here is the little project I had set up for them.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014. I am overwhelmed in my failings and I am overwhelmed with hope. I stand in amazement that I am loved. Tuesday, March 11, 2014. Sunday, November 3, 2013.

A way of life on a whole new planet. Sunday, February 26, 2006. That separates our beating hearts. Ten digits we must dial. Like a chasm lies between us. A depression deep and wide. Forbids a bridge across be built. I hearken back to days before. When we stood side by side. You touched my soul, inspired my muse. Gave purpose to my stride. On days my life was darkest. I want to be alone.

A Life Lived in Mismatched Socks. Friday, January 10, 2014. Or as I know her best. It concerns me that living in different cities has meant that despite moulding me into the magnificent human I am today. Many of my friends have not had the privilege of meeting the woman I call Mom. So lets start at the beginning.