ThredUp does not alert sellers when items are listed on their website. They tell you that they alert you, as things are listed, so that you can adjust prices. But THEY DON’T. ThredUp ONLY alerts sellers when items are sold. I had no idea my clothes were listed on ThredUp until I received a “One … Continue reading 10 Reasons Why You Should NEVER EVER Sell To ThredUp
New Mama, you can leave your house.
A letter to the new mama who hasn't left her house in days.
Poem
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5 Things About My Pregnancy (Or Why Harry Will Be An Only Child)
Don't read this. I hate this. It has been a very long 40 weeks (and one day). I have not enjoyed being pregnant. I haven't talked much about my experience because I hate being a bummer in public. I have no problem whining and complaining in private situations but I generally try to keep things … Continue reading 5 Things About My Pregnancy (Or Why Harry Will Be An Only Child)
Hygge (hoo-ga)
New Hampshire is cold. The Temperatures outside regularly descend into the teens. And certain economically minded husbands prefer to keep thermostats low. My husband, in particular, keeps our thermostat at a chilling 65 degrees (58 at night and when we're not home). When I first moved to New Hampshire, my winter wardrobe consisted of thin cashmere cardigans … Continue reading Hygge (hoo-ga)
The Minimalism Challenge
Last month, I was scrolling through Pinterest, admiring some soft white and grey minimally designed spaces and thought, Okay… that’s beautiful. So clean and elegant. But how do you do minimal? How do you get from Point A (accumulating and collecting objects) to Point B (releasing everything unnecessary)? I Googled “minimalism” and ended up … Continue reading The Minimalism Challenge
Conversations with Animals
FADE IN: INT. KITCHEN – NIGHT It is a large middle class kitchen. Overhead lights shine on hardwood floors, granite counter tops, and stainless steel appliances. There is a rectangular dining room table, set with flowers and cloth napkins, a brick fireplace, and a classic painting above the mantel. GRUBER, the … Continue reading Conversations with Animals
Winter Birds
Sometimes it gets cold. Really, really, cold. Snow creeps under the front door and drifts across the hallway. It doesn't melt. Matt's laser thermometer measures the kitchen floor, it's 39 degrees. I feel the cold through thick woolen socks. The wall behind the kitchen sink is not insulated. When I wash dishes, it feels like ghost children are grabbing my … Continue reading Winter Birds
The Stars Out Here
Look at this. This is amazing. This is what you can see, every night, when you live somewhere without light pollution. This is some deep blue majestic sparkling mojo power. This is the medicine that can fill your lungs with crisp clean soulfire air and, without language, complete every poem you ever started and didn't finish.
Did you forget to flush?
Spring. When temperatures rise and winter's side-of-the-road-snow slumps melt, a trickling stream grows across the property and pools into a tiny frog pond. This greenish brownish pond is home to little frog friends and zillions of micro mosquito monsters. At dusk, the air is alive with swooping bats who feast on buzzing mosquitoes. One fine spring evening, I return home from work. It … Continue reading Did you forget to flush?
Farmantic Mama 