one year later- the compact comes to an end.

i’m not sure what to say about this year.
it has been the most transformative time for me. a period in which i dove in head first, came up gasping for air a few times and now have found a simple, perfect stroke by which i can swim forever.
our year of compacting is through. i think [...]

ten months later…

If I were to write it out, my schedule would fill a notebook. I have art, school, work, kids, a dog, a husband, great friends. I love it. I did the bored housewife thing and it wasn’t for me. Bored=Drama.
But, wait. There is one more thing. Silly me. I guess I didn’t realize art was [...]

thrift/drab

I feel like I went to bed Sunday night and woke up on Thursday. I guess that is just what whirly weeks can do. So, I do apologize that I’m not particularly exciting this week.
But what I will tell you about is my newest adventure. It all started in December. I was supposed to quickly [...]

we need a compact montage song

Why is it so interesting to go back and read posts I wrote a mere six, seven months ago? It’s still me. I’m still here. The same silly girl doing some of the same silly stuff. But, oh, to read what I was pouring on and on about just weeks before is so, so entertaining [...]

vegetable elation

So, for several weeks now I have been scheming. I am going to turn our generous apartment balcony into a lush garden this summer that will (fingers crossed) produce yummy healthy vegetables, occasionally. I hope.
I have never had a green thumb but I did sort of a test run. I planted some seeds about a [...]

on judgement

I turned down some sample soap and it turned back and slapped me. In actuality I turned down icky artificial fragrances and sodium laurel sulfate and other questionable chemicals in the guise of soap.
(http://www.healthy-communications.com/slsmostdangerousirritant.html)
The problem is, I immediately entered the Chemical Court and was mocked. I chose not to defend my choices because in this [...]

Compact. remember that word?

It’s funny how adaptable we are. Without realizing it, change can become our new norm. Three years back I was unrecognizable compared to today. I eat cleaner, I am a daily (okay tri-weekly) yoga goddess, and we are almost EIGHT MONTHS into the Compact.
Last night I stopped right in my tracks, looked at Nick and [...]

what many cannot, one can

A dear bloggy buddy, Amos,  recently posted an article that got me thinking about the illusions of group-think.  The article was about religious and political experiences and that feeling of elevation that causes us to physiologically respond and therefore  amplify our reaction to it.
This topic is universal. I have said before that we have no [...]

cheers

These two hands have a lot to do before the 25th.  I adore the feeling of delicious fabrics, textured papers, sticky glue and flimsy needles finely weaving through fibers not meant for thread.
I have been known for crafty ideas that fall short. I’m not claiming this year will be anything but. Only this year I’m really [...]

and the compact sputters on…

Some ”shopping” experiences  are better than others. There have been a few weak moments where I just lose patience with trying to find an item I feel we NEED, used. I could undoubtedly put more effort in, and I’d receive richer rewards.
I have made acceptions for art supplies in the hope that I have found a side [...]