“Every child is an artist.The problem is how to remainan artist once he grows up.” Pablo Picasso
My 5-year-old sat in church with us on Sunday. After the service, she wanted to know why we didn’t let her take some juice and crackers when they were passed around. Wondering how I could have lived my whole life believing in Jesus, going to church, taking communion, and still not knowing how to explain it to a 5-year-old, I sighed and jumped in. I’m not sure how accurate I was, but I explained the basics of communion to her, ending with “People who want to follow Jesus eat the juice and crackers. Do you want to follow Jesus?” She answered without hesitation, “Mommy, I want to follow you AND… Keep Reading
This was such a cool project, I just had to share. A client recently asked for help in displaying her collection of fingertip plates that she’d inherited from her grandmother. She had about 65 of them, many valuable, all interesting. Here’s how we did it. 1. Fashioned plate hangers custom made for each plate out of 22 gauge wire. Basically, cut two pieces of wire a little bigger than the diameter of the plate, hooked the ends around the front of the plate, and looped one wire under the other wire on the back, pulling the middle up to make a loop for hanging on a nail. This was… Keep Reading
My daughters have adorable headbands. Like 50 of them. The headbands make great (and easy) accessories when getting ready for school, but as soon as the girls get home, the headbands magically fly off their heads and land all over our house. Usually they’re strewn about countertops, dresser tops, and coffee tables. Along with shoes, these are the items most likely to result in a cranky mom. When they “clean” them up, they all go in a drawer in the bathroom, where they spend a few days trying to climb out and liberate themselves from confinement. Either that or they’re multiplying in there like little colorful bunnies, which would explain… Keep Reading
My husband can’t stop eating these, so I had to find a cheaper way to get them. Buying the almonds and cinnamon at Costco brought down the cost considerably. You’ll need: 4 cups natural almonds 1 cup granulated sugar 1/2 cup water 2 T cinnamon 1 t. salt 1 pinch powdered red chili (Don’t worry, the chile powder doesn’t make them spicy, just adds a little more interesting flavor.) 1. Preheat oven to 350. Spread the almonds on a cookie pan with four sides. (I think this is technically called a jelly roll pan.) Bake the almonds for about 10 minutes while you’re getting the other ingredients together. 2. Place… Keep Reading
Here in Albuquerque, summer is fighting hard to keep its hold on our days. School has started, but the weather apparently didn’t get the memo that Fall is coming. Our days are still 95 degrees, and the kids and I are sweating messes by the time we finish walking home from school. But I wouldn’t have it any other way. Though I love Fall, I always feel a twinge of loss as the days grow shorter. That’s why this week’s Palette pays homage to summer. Palette: Pale Pink, Bright Salmon, and Light Taupe Like the slurp of melted strawberry ice cream at the bottom of the bowl, this palette inspires… Keep Reading
“She was my friend, and I could trust her.” I heard these words spoken today by a husband of his wife, at her memorial service. Everyone who knew her had wonderful things to say about her and beautiful memories of her, but these were the words that stuck with me. I thought, this is what I want my husband to say of me. Thank you Ann, for your inspiration and the reminder that we are known by the life we live every day.
Two weeks ago, my baby started kindergarten. I laughed. I cried. I went out with my husband for breakfast. Then I started trying to figure out what to do with my new life. Sort of a “when I grow up I want to be…” moment. I’ve learned by now, thanks to my fearless parents, that it’s a question I’ll likely be asking for the rest of my life. They (whoever “they” are) say that currently, the average person changes careers about every 7 years, which has held true for me. Seven years ago I was a new mom, had left my previous career in Human Resources Management, and was considering… Keep Reading