Category Archives: domesticality

In a Pear Tree

Posted on December 4, 2012 by The Daring One

TweetThis year I became obsessed with wrapping this tiny pear tree with lights. Three strands and an hour later, I ended up with something that looks like Charlie Brown got a visit from the Temple Square fairy. It’s highly possible … Continue reading →

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A Table Full of Thanks and Giving

Posted on November 20, 2012 by The Daring One

TweetMy hands-down favorite Thanksgiving tradition is the So Let It Be Written Thanksgiving Tablecloth. I like this even more than the fancy cheese tradition, where we test out all kinds of new fancy cheeses late Thanksgiving night after the turkey … Continue reading →

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Pinteresting

Posted on March 25, 2012 by The Daring One

TweetI resisted Pinterest for quite a while, not wanting one more place to waste time online but I finally succumbed a couple of months ago and I’m so glad I did. I spend maybe 15 minutes per day on the … Continue reading →

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Grow Your Own Easter Grass

Posted on March 3, 2012 by The Daring One

TweetMy fabulous next door neighbor is like the all-natural McGyver of crafting. She can take sticks, dirt specks and pine gum and create an elegant chandelier. She can make anything in the world out of sheep’s wool and she notices … Continue reading →

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A Tour of the House

Posted on September 8, 2011 by The Daring One

TweetThis week at Parenting.com I’m taking my kids on a virtual tour of our house, introducing them to all the excellent features it has to offer. Dresser – Kids. Meet your dresser. Your clothes live inside. I know you’re aware … Continue reading →

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Blueberries for Wanda

Posted on September 6, 2011 by The Daring One

Tweet The school year started and my two oldest are both gone all day. I wasn’t happy to see them go. I felt sort of mad, like the school was kidnapping them or something. And then suddenly we had the … Continue reading →