RS: is it because i’m a woman?

I’m the one with the spec sheets. I’m the one who thought of this project in the first place. I’m the one who lost sleep wondering, “Pine or cedar?” and, “How will I know if it’s been responsibly harvested?” I’m the one stockpiling paint chips and stain samples. I memorized the item number! He hasn’t […]

restoration saga: what bat poo and poverty taught me about christian love

In the midst of good, hard, two-hands-to-the-plow living lately, I’ve run out of room in my days to talk about it. There’s a lot happening in me and my house. I may have to tackle this in baby chunks. We had some heart-breakingly beautiful work parties last week at the house. It was hard work. […]

cliff diving & chicken parm: a love story

My husband is amazingly confident. He walks like he knows where he wants to go and how to get there. And without tripping. When he questions himself, it’s a crisis. When I question myself, it’s Tuesday. If you ever should see the two of us together, this will become abundantly clear. He’ll be standing there, shoulders […]

lahcohrbayuh

A few people have questioned me about the pronunciation of la corbeille. I’ll try to conjure up my fading phonetics knowledge and make this simple. Lah. Core. Bay. If you’d like to feel ultra-French you can breathe that r and add an upside-down phonetic e on the end. For extra points, say it super fast like […]