Someone has made my lifelong dream of fitting in a pocket come true. I will need one of these for every room.

The holidays may be over but my love for eggnog endures. I don’t recall when the thirst began, but I know for once it’s not a holdover from my childhood. This is an adult thing, so with that I admit that the adult version is what I’m partial to.

The world is disappointing. The world wide web doesn’t have to be. Enjoy these links and your weekend:

Three years into my pandemic plant hoarding journey, my alive to dead stats are ok, but could be better. Our house is walls of windows, but I still struggle with securing reliable spots with the right light.

The world is disappointing. The world wide web doesn’t have to be. Enjoy these links and your weekend:

Doing doesn’t always need to be done. It’s good to rest, reflect, check out, sleep on it, or sleep in…

Now chronicling thematic visual finds as they accidentally intersect on Pinterest. 

The world is disappointing. The world wide web doesn’t have to be. Enjoy these links and your weekend:

Becoming a bird lover is not something I saw coming. Bird watching was and is my parent’s hobby and being the defiant eye roller that I was as a kid, their mention was met with my annoyance and subsequent vanishing act. I was a toot. There really is no other explanation.

There are moments in our lives that we feel tethered to, where nostalgia plants its roots, and the associated memories bundle into tidy decades where we can easily revisit them. VH-1 churned out hours of content so we could revel in our past. Portlandia turned a decade into a song (raise your hand if you went to the Jim Rose Circus). Fashion trends are cut from the past and sewn into something new (or turned into chokers).