Simplify

The stuff is what gets to me. Just this morning we’re trying to move a few books from one shelf to another, but first we have to move the massive pile of legos off the shelf and then the books so finally we can shelve the boxes that hold the school books.

Simplifying has got to be the most painful and frustrating process in my life. How does one decide what to keep? And how does one get the others in the house to LET THINGS GO!

I’m constantly striving to decrease the stuff in the house. And I’m always trying to be mindful of what I’m bringing in to the house. Yet the STUFF persists.

This coming weekend I’ve determined we’ll be filling the back end of the truck and disposing of some of that dratted stuff. Because I’m just done. And so very tired of moving STUFF that doesn’t fit from one place to the next.

Good bye stuff. I don’t think I’ll miss you at all.

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August 17th, 2011

Love Pie

I follow a few food bloggers. You can’t really love food and specifically baking as much as I do without having a love of good writing and excellent recipes. I’m a quiet and mostly inconsequential bystander in a sea of fantastic food people. But light and love can come from anywhere.

Jennifer Perillo asked the internet to make a pie. Her husband’s favorite a peanut butter pie. And to share it with those we love.

So I did.

I made a simple pie. And filled it with all the love I could.

<3

My picture didn’t turn out. I fiddled with the recipe since I couldn’t find cookies and one of my boys doesn’t like nuts.

So My pie was just a little too soft. And my impromtu brownie crust was a little too stuck to the pan.

But it didn’t matter.

I shared my pie with the loves of my life and it was perfect.

 

 

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August 11th, 2011

Stretch

Goodness I’m out of practice. My fingers feel stiff and my mind feels sluggish. That is what a long and busy summer has done to me. These past months I’ve often felt like my projects are running me rather than me running my projects. But Fall is on its way. I can feel it in the air and in my resolve to make my garden grow. I am weary after a wet June and a HOT July. August has thus far been much nicer to me but I’m not counting my good days just yet. That ever present heat and humidity lurks at the edges of my thoughts.

I am proud of my boys. They hauled a lot of water and did a lot of checking during our massive heat wave. They trooped out into the heat to care for their animals without much complaint. I do believe I am indeed raising Farm Boys.

And maybe I’m becoming a farmer too.

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August 10th, 2011
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