Another one bites the dust.
I have a history of smashing things into little bits. It is really rather unfortunate considering the small amount of plates, cups and silverware that I have. So this particular incident came as a surprise, as I did not break the item up on the chopping block today.
I . . . → Read More: “And This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things” Part Three
“You are a child of the Universe no less than the trees & the Stars” I adore this cup. Thank you Robyn!
This is part two of an ongoing series about the short lifespan of my drinking vessels. I figure that this will be series, seeing that I am continually graceful. To subscribe to . . . → Read More: “And This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things” Part Two
My adventures in accidentally breaking things continues. . . . → Read More: “And This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things”
The bag my mother got me
This was the lament of my father, mother and sister this holiday. This has been a lament from my other friends and loved ones at my housewarming and on my birthday. It is a valid question that I keep hearing. If you are the friend or loved . . . → Read More: What Do You Get A Tiny House Resident For Christmas?
Tea. Delicious. Mine.
I will admit it, I am a crappy Washingtonian. I do not love coffee (or the rain for that matter).
If I order coffee it is typically at Starbucks or a local company called Cutter’s Point. It is typically blended into some frosty mocha concoction and has only a hint of . . . → Read More: Tea. Earl Grey. Hot.