July 15, 2015

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The Whiskey River

Dear readers, Last week was an exhausting week, and this one isn't starting out much better. I wish I could curl up with Squeak and sleep a thousand years. Or maybe take a vacation somewhere exotic and warm. However, I can do neither of those things, so instead I'm stuck toiling around Sault Ste. Marie, Michigan. I may not have palm trees, but damn if I don't have The Whiskey River. Here are the photos from my trip down the river. I'd like…

Happy Sunday

Dear readers, Happy Sunday! Today is a good day for dreamers. The minestrone soup is in the crock pot and I am two precious hours away from a three hour kayak trip down the Whiskey River. Can't wait to grab the camera and ditch the phone in the car. Yesterday morning, I got up at the crack of dawn with a head full of thoughts, as dreamers often do. Since this is Squeak's weekend with her dad, I was able to head over…

The Interloper

Dear readers, Today's post will be short, but it is a great epiphany. Up until about a month ago, I felt like I was locked out of my own life. I tried all the knobs and windows to see if I could break in somehow, but I failed. So outside I stayed, grimacing in the wind and rain. I took shelter in a lot of other people lives, we had great times, I grew and changed a lot. But you…

Happy 4th of July!

Dearest readers, I had a wonderful 4th of July. I haven't been too keen on celebrating the holidays since the divorce. I do all the typical fun stuff for Squeak, but without a big family to celebrate with, there is a small amount of emptiness that still lingers. However, I think it's about time to have my own independence, from the past and not the British, so I borrowed some one else's family for the 4th of July.   Squeak…

Weekend Project: The Shabby Chic Refurb

Three years ago, when I was very married and very pregnant, I made my (then) husband pull over to the side of road and toss this abandoned little table in the back of his truck. After that, life took over and I forgot about my little curbside project. However, two weekends ago I noticed this "ugly" little table sitting in the corner of my basement. Have you ever heard the phrase "trash to treasure"?  It fits. Here is a tutorial of…