If you are as illustration-obsessed as I, buy this book. Early morning, I log onto this Mac and browse. I prefer to interface my way into my day with a little cyber playtime. I have a routine, which sites I go to first. I am very old school and still read blogs. I start the day with bright, pretty blogs that are worlds apart from mine. I like Mormon mothers who wear Anthropologie clothes, birth gorgeous children once a year, and decorate their homes in bright colors with whimsical touches. They're like a storyboard and, if I skip the proselytizing... Read more →

I've never cared for hyacinths. They remind me of the plastic flowers that were so popular with housewives in the sixties. At least one great aunt had one, if not several, potted plastic hyacinths atop her living room credenza. Worst of all was those singular hyacinths that popped up in the garden, most likely an errant bulb that survived being tossed in the ground in a discarded pot from Easter. Our office moved this year and our parking garage is attached to a Whole Foods. My office is split 80/20 on the appreciation of WF, with the haters in the... Read more →

I've been complaining for the last few years that my reading habits have crashed due to the Damn Internet. Instead of a book a week, I am reading skeeteen million blogs and obsessively looking for new pictures of my grandson when my daughter posts on Instagram. I have now, however, solved my Internet-induced ADD due to my HAD (hyper anxiety disorder)! Yay for the Damn Internet! You see, one of the few parts of my body that still get a great aerobic workout and keep my cardiac rhythm pumping overtime are my well-exercised adrenal glands. Kids, they are in the... Read more →

Anyone else here have the words to every Raffi Christmas song imprinted in the brains of each member of the family? If you could see out my bedroom window this moment, or I wasn't too lazy to go downstairs and find my phone and take a pic to upload, you would think it was Christmas Eve and we were having The Best White Christmas Ever. I took a pic with Photo Booth, but it sucks and no matter what filter or adjustment I make, you can't see the snow coming down. So just picture a snow globe with heavy flakes... Read more →

food stylist: Betti Zucker From my bed I can see the snow flying sideways across my window. The wind is howling in the eaves and our chimney cover is banging like a bass drum. We are warm and cozy, though, with the fire lit, the dogs at our side and that first sacramental cup of coffee in our hands. I took a few days off for my birthday. I usually don't do so since, in case you live in Shangri la and have missed this winter, a cold, overcast, grimy frozen tundra day is not my ideal personal day off.... Read more →

It's awful, I know. The cold temperatures, the hazardous driving, the dark evenings, and the mounds of hardened snow and icy patches everywhere. Going outside to go anywhere becomes an Extreme Sport rather than just daily living. But it can't always be Summer (though I suppose it can in parts of the world, and I can tell you that I grew mighty sick of it when we lived in California). Extremes are exciting and terrifying and never monotonous. Even the limbo of cold and snow forcing me indoors is not the worst thing I have ever suffered. In fact, I... Read more →

Sssshhh, don't tell anyone or they'll try to book me into something, but this is the first "almost" free weekend I've had since Halloween! I rushed home from work to try to visit the chunky monkey pictured above, but alas, he was cranky and his mother was putting him to bed early. Last weekend was his "half birthday" and his mother made him a rainbow cake and his grandma made him a crown (so much easier than baking). But they wouldn't let him have any! Just a tip of the tongue smidge of blue icing! He did start his first... Read more →

Even a lax - perhaps lapsed - blogger like myself is seized with the need to mark the year's end. I was trying out ideas for a year's end post all week, wandering through the path of the year laid out in my mind, picking up pebbles of thought and waiting until my pocket felt full to burst. Then I would pick out a a nice round stone and tumble it around until it emerged as a sparkly, perfect jewel. The secret gem right under my nose that would explain it all, right in my breast pocket. Because it always... Read more →

First off, thank you all for your sweet comments on our little Sous Chef Extraordinaire! He brings so much joy into our life each day and we have been extraordinarily blessed to have him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ In other artful news, a few fun things! Lesley Riley's new book is on the stands and online ~ and I have not one but TWO pages in it! It is a fabulous book and you can look at it here. It will make a great holiday gift for your friends and even a better one for yourself! Also, my longtime online friend, Diane Perin... Read more →