Welcome. You Can Stay in the Guest Room.

May 5, 2015
Guest Room 1

When we moved into my great grandparents’ house five years ago, I thought it would take us about two years to finish everything, and that we would leave the day it was complete. Again, it’s now been five years. It’s still not finished…and I can’t imagine ever leaving. These things might be related.

But I do feel incredible guilt and failure that it has taken me this long to get this house in order.

Guest Room 2

I see so many people re-doing homes in a single episode. Or in a single Pinterest post. Or a month, or a season, or even a year. They gut out everything and start over and make major changes in a sweep. That is not me. I make changes one small chipped tile at a time. Hell, I could have raised a kindergartener in the time that it has taken me to almost get this house ready for guests. Almost.

Guest Room 3

And yet, it is getting there. Progress is happening.


Music is playing.


I wish I could invite all of you over for a giant dinner party in the back side yard…and there is space. But you’d all have to share one bathroom. Because that is all there is. And it has taken me five years to re-do it.


I do have a lot to share though…about the process of completely redoing an old home in a small town. A home (and town) I never ever thought I would want to live in. A place that has become my favorite place. It’s finally almost sort of ready…and so am I…to invite y’all over to see it all.


Welcome. I’m really so glad you are here.


May 5, 2015

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A little over a year ago, my daughter came home from school with a permission slip.  “I need you to sign this for me,” she said as I scanned it.  “It’s so that I can go to the nursery with the class tomorrow.”

“Oh, are you going to learn about plants?”  I asked, reaching for a pen.

“Well, yes … but also we’re going to buy plants.  For our class garden.”

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Júníus Meyvant: Your New Favorite

May 5, 2015

Image from KEXP, NPR

My house sounds like Júníus Meyvant today…mainly because I’m playing him on a loop in my new guest room. Do you know Júníus Meyvant? Have you heard Color Decay? You should check that out…

Icelandic singer-songwriter, Júníus Meyvant reminds me of a cross between Sufjan StevensRay LaMontagne, and Paul Ferney. Plus a little Fleet Foxes, a little Band of Horses, possibly some other people too.

Want to hear more? You can check out the whole session here. And download Color Decay here.

He is rocking out my guest room right now and is a welcome guest in my home always. He is chilling me out.

I hope he chills your day out as well.

Dos de Gibby

May 5, 2015
Gibby is two

It’s the fifth of May. Which means, Happy Cinco de Mayo! It also means, Happy Gibby Day! Because today is Gibby’s birthday and Gibby is two.

Just in case you didn’t know and/or didn’t figure it out, Gibby is our dog. She is 50%  dachshund, 50% miniature schnauzer, 100% sassy and 200% love.

I’ve never really had a dog before…or at least I never had one that I actually was in charge of caring for…and I used to be pretty scared of them. (All of them, even the little ones.) But this little one has become my pal. She hangs with me almost all the day long, when she’s not outside stalking her moral enemies, the squirrels.

Because this little one knows how to party. It’s fitting that she was born on Cinco de Mayo.

Happy Birthday, Gibby. You are love.

Soundtrack: She is Love. Oasis. 

Shop con Queso: My Own Austin-Inspired Store

May 22, 2014


Ever since I was about five, I’ve always wanted to have a store. That was always my big grown up dream … but it never involved a big grown up store. The image of the perfect shop has been pretty consistent since Sesame Street was my primary form of entertainment. And with that inspiration, it would be on a street like this. It would have an awning outside and an old kelly green door that sort of creaked and rang a bell when you entered. It would smell like gardenias and old wood. And it would be filled with pretty things and candy. My friends and I would sit in the back of the store all day and play cards and talk to visitors. Oh and everyone who came in would get a sugar cookie. I never knew what the name of this store would be, but it would have the word shop in it that wasn’t spelled like shoppe. Because that’s ridiculous.

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The Padrino is Getting Married

May 5, 2014

If you grew up in a small town in the 1970s and 80s, and you related to the supporting characters in a John Hughes movie way more than you ever could to the actual, breathing individuals around you in your real life, then pull up a chair. Because this is our story.

And this story started before the Internet allowed us to find one another, before smart phones reconnected us every second, and before said phones were also TVs and alien tracking devices. Back when we waited all afternoon for our favorite song to be played on a radio station with terrible reception, just so we could quickly push record to capture it. Because you didn’t have a record store. You didn’t have a world wide everything to download anything. You had the people and things you could see, hear and touch within about a 10-mile radius. Small, safe, sound. Sorta. And that was your world.


And I was lucky enough to have Ken in my world. We met in first grade because we were put in the same reading group. There were probably about 150 kids in our grade, and three of us…Ken, Russell Merka and I…were put together to start reading the Rainbows anthology while everyone else tackled Lions and Tigers. Basically, what this means is, at recess Ken was Luke, Russell was Han and I was Leia. Obviously.

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Low Carb Easter Ideas

April 17, 2014

This post is sponsored by Mama Francesca but all opinions are completely my own.  Like, for instance, in my opinion, I could eat this cheese underwater while I was running away from Martian bandits. Cheese has no circumstantial limitations.

If you celebrate Easter, you know that it can be one of the most delightful holidays. All the hippity hoppity. The pastels. The cute kids body slamming themselves to find eggs they have no intention of eating. The photo above is of Harry when he was three. Back then, he didn’t really know what was going on so he would stop long enough to take a photo. This year he plans to run around the yard like a crazy person and has asked the Easter Bunny for a full-sized-man basketball goal.

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Spinach + Parmesan Recipes: Five of My Favorites

March 28, 2014

This post is sponsored by Mama Francesca but all opinions are completely my own.  Like, for instance, in my opinion, I can eat cheese straight from a spoon by itself for at least two days if left unchaperoned. But I think we already knew that, yes?

I have so much spinach in my garden right now. So much. Like I’m going to need about 20 of you to come over and help me eat in over the next few days type of too much. I’m almost a solid three years into this backyard garden thing and I still haven’t gotten the hang of planting in moderation. Or planting to harvest in moderation, or at least in stages. As a result, we kinda have food weeks around here…like it’s Squash Week, we have 30 squash and everything we make must involve squash. Or it’s Onion Week, you get it.

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Well, this week is Spinach Week.

And I’m thankful that this Mama Francesca campaign came in right now because Spinach and Parmesan are like peanut butter and jelly. Only better. I’m not sure if you’re familiar, but if you have a counter full of spinach, all you really need is a few more ingredients (like five or seven), parmesan being one of them, and you can make about 15 meals, at least. Here’s a start.

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Spring Thing Playlist

March 24, 2014


Mom 2.0 Summit is posting cool things everyday over on its blog. And Laurie, the Communications Director over there, asked me to make a Spring Playlist for them to help celebrate all things spring. And of course I said of course. Spring Playlist? Heck yeah.

And so here you go.

My Spring Thing playlist of songs I’m listening to on a loop.

So no matter how chilly it still is, may I be one of the first to say: Happy Not Winter.

Now go outside and frolic.

SXSW: Minimal Recommendations from a Local

March 7, 2014

Now that SXSW is truly the main stage of the hipster marketing slacker expert, I’m just gonna say, from what I can see, it takes a whole lot of work to be that laid back. In fact, it’s become so much work to watch, that this year, I’m mainly just happily happy to experience it all from right here in my kitchen, 10 miles from the mothership.

It’s true that in years past I’ve done a variety of parties there, low-key parties, parking lot parties, charity parties, large rainy Saturday night Stubbs parties, small old school parties. But this year, there are no parties.  I’m really not even venturing over there much…but for all of you braving the world’s largest collection of ironic sunglasses, I salute you. And I wish you the best, most delightful time.

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