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After I took this picture, I noticed how much Tobin is maturing (while I was taking the picture, I was slightly distracted by the adorability of a chubby baby in tiny knit Hawai'ian shorts).

I mean, seriously. Too cute.

We spent the first few days of this week recovering from our trip (anything not-normal is kinda hard on the Littles) before a friend from Fayetteville came down to visit for a few days.

She sweetly volunteered to watch Brooklyn so we could have a date-night before Adam left for two weeks for Annual Training (an offer we gladly accepted). It was nice to explore Argenta at our own pace, talking and taking pictures. And it was really nice to have company/assistance/moral support for a few days.

Brooklyn is mostly definitely a Tiny Person now - she has (and expresses) ideas about what to have for lunch and where snacks should be eaten, climbs stairs, tends to every doll and animal she has, requests hugs for injuries ("Need hugs! Hurt toes on book"), and is generally quite industrious. And in less than two weeks she'll be two...

Now it's just we-three for the week. I have a project that I'd like to finish before Adam gets back, it might be nice to walk at the park, maybe go to the library one morning... and I'd definitely like to have at least one jammy day. I don't know what adventures are lurking behind the corner - but I do know that they're there. :)


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31 Days of Unraveling Designs

It's that time of year again... the 31 Days writing challenge starts today! Bloggers from all over will be writing every day of the month of October on the topic of their choosing. This will be my fourth year participating - the first year I did 7 for 31, and spent a month going through Jen Hatmaker's book 7. The second year I did 31 Days of Sustainable Dwelling, and wrote about local and fair trade living. Last year I was busy but still wanted to participate, so I went the easy route with 31 Days of Everyday Beautiful.

This year I'm diving into my greatest passion: knitting! I'll spend this month looking at past designs and talking about the inspiration behind them, so there will be plenty of regular life mixed in with the stitching - and there may be discount codes for the patterns that I write about. You'll just have to read and see!

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Pageturner Mitts
Hogwarts House Tie
Urban Artemis
Graffiti for Humanity
Love Out Loud
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Unfortunately, this also applies to my own knitting. For years, I was apparently unaffected by the shifts and turmoils in my own life, so I assumed that I was exempt from the rule - when the reality was, in fact, that I wasn't really experiencing any of those on anything deeper than a surface level because everything was deadened by depression. When I finally started to really…


A few years ago, I was introduced to the concept of replacing the traditional list of resolutions with a single word. It appealed to me - I am not a big list person, but I love language and words and meanings and etymology and metaphor and... ahem. Ennyhoo. I liked the idea.
I've never chosen the word. It's always presented itself to me - and last year was no different. Pacific was very insistent, even though I tried to argue with it. Pacific? What does that even mean? What am I supposed to do with that?
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So I'm bidding pacific a very fond farewell, and welcoming spark and whatever lessons it would like to bring. I invited it in with a copper wire punctuated with tiny lights and wrapped around my mood board, and I've got an empt…