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murder: live – the new normal

The journalist murder is just the beginning. No, actually, it’s not. Because we watched the 2nd plane crash into the 2nd Twin Tower. Live. And we watched the kids at Columbine running out of the school, with their hands over their heads. And we watched Walter Scott gunned down, not live, but


Last night, during yoga, I was thinking about necklaces. How I only have a few I like. And it’s the only thing I use to accessorize, but I only really like the necklaces that were made by someone I know. Hmm….what to do about that…. do I ask those people to make me more necklaces?

allow me to clarify…

We aren’t losing our house. I’m afraid I may have given that impression, when I said we were moving out. My husband is now having a very hard time with the fact that people are offering their support, and asking about our move…I think it’s a beautiful thing, that literally

when people want to help, let them.

 My sister showed up last night with a car load of groceries. Part of me really wanted to say, “NO! You don’t need to do that, that’s expensive,” and part of me was worried that my husband would wake up and discover all the groceries and be upset that someone was giving us

renting out the house

I put our house up for rent on Craigslist. It was kind of just “throwing it out there,” as I tend to do lately, just to see if anyone would even respond. People did. I even had some showings set up. I hadn’t thought through what I was going to do with our furniture, how we were

the adventure begins…

We are moving out of our house in 1 month. And we don’t know where we’re going. But it’s ok. Sometime in the last year or two, I started just walking through open doors, without knowing what was on the other side of them. If you have known me at any point, then you may know that

clutter tantrum

The cycle goes like this: Feel a yearning. Try to fill the yearning with clearance sale items. Buy things. Maybe lots of things. Feel a bit guilty, and also a bit thrilled by the bargains I found. Start to feel overwhelmed and crowded in my house. All of this crap was not bought impulsively. It


Yumprint is a great site for saving recipes and meal planning.

what i learned from benny

It’s interesting, the extent to which we can to get to know someone, after they are gone. A good friend lost her son unexpectedly this week. When I read the news, I looked through some of the pictures in his Facebook profile, since I never met him. Here is what I saw, in just the first 30

if you lost your job today…

Everything is going to be all right. I promise. In fact, it’s probably going to be better than all right.

these foods can kill you

After many years of extensive research, I have compiled this short summary of what we should be eating, and avoiding, for optimum health.


Tonight, my son (9.5) was rattling off a bunch of information about drugs & addiction. I asked him how he knew all of that & he said “the DARE program. But mainly, I was just paying attention for the bear.” “What is the bear?” “Oh, if you write a really good

love, fear, and terrorism

What’s the difference? February is Black History Month. As we are in the midst of a “war on terror,” I have been giving a lot of thought to the terrorism in our own country’s history; the terrorism committed on its own citizens. I will be the first to admit, I am not the

i didn’t expect this from young living…

As you may know, I started using Young Living essential oils in early 2014. After balking at the price and stalking their information for several months, I finally decided to order, because a) I had tried another brand’s version of Thieves oil blend, and it was not worth the savings, and b)


I never told my kids about Santa; America told them. The literal-to-a-fault part of me never wanted to tell them “lies.” I found myself giving in to the simplicity and ease of going along with the story, not wanting to ruin Santa for their cousins, or friends, or anyone else whose Christmases would

the picture i couldn’t take

8 years ago, today. Forever ago, and just a moment ago. On December 4th, 2006, I participated in a photography project that involved shooting a “Day in the Life” of…well, of my life. I set my camera timer and set about my everyday tasks, getting ready for work, cleaning the house,

how to be beautiful

I study women’s faces and bodies very carefully. It’s my job. It’s my job to show them the beautiful things about them through photography. So, I watch as their facial expressions change, and I can tell what the muscles are doing, and I know when there’s tension behind a

homemade or fair trade

Why feed the Christmas machine again, hustling and bustling and spending money you don’t have, and stressing about buying ALL OF THE THINGS? I have a better idea: homemade or fair trade. It didn’t used to be like this, you know. We give gifts (I think) to commemorate the story of the

one more day

I just looked over, and in my bed, my little daughter is softly snoring, and I focus on her eyelashes, and her freckles, and gratitude fills my heart. This was one more day that ended with her, safe and warm beside me. For one more day, I saw joy on my son’s face, and for one more day, I know

and now…i retreat to my cave in the forest.

No, really. I’m going to the forest, where i go every year, with just some female friends, and I sleep in “the Cave,” the one room in the cabin that faces nothing, that’s cold and dark and PERFECT. Everyone else awakens to the glistening colors dancing on the water through


Gratitude. It’s the thing to do this week. I can’t really fit mine into a facebook status update, but if you would like to know, there are a few things that have been really filling my heart. Sobriety. There was a time when I never dreamed I would get past the shame of needing it, to

why i serve my husband

Do you remember that article that came out in the early/mid 90s that published the “Advice for Housewives” from the 1950s? Do you remember how appalled and aghast everyone was? Well, at least women were scoffing at this advice, and how old fashioned it was. I believe I was one of those

a relatively bad day

I give a lot of thought to Maslow’s Hierarchy of Needs, don’t you? We all do. (…I’m kidding. I have a degree in Psychology. I think about these types of things. I know you may not know what the heck I’m talking about.) Anyway, here it is. It lists out all of your needs, from

i may not be around much longer

…at least, I don’t assume I will be. And the same goes for you. I was talking with some friends about aging and ailing parents, and how hard some of the ailments can be, especially for partners. A friend said that you think and assume you will grow old together, and that person will be with

come on, jesus

Rage and Religion

clearing out the clutter

On clearing out the clutter. On it taking forever. On it encompassing all areas of life.

it’s the end of the world as we know it

…and I feel fine. (high five if you sang that part with me.) Life is hitting us a LOT of curve balls right now. We can handle it, mostly. In fact, we take the news of job losses, strokes, heart surgery, progressing alcoholism, black mold and breaking things, in stride. We do what we can do to

how to rescue a homeless dog

I have always tried to focus on volunteer opportunities that could actively involve my young children. We do meals on wheels together, and this week, we took in our first foster dog through Panda’s Pets in Minneapolis. Abby came to us on Monday evening, and she was mellow and sweet, and of

the “charge more, work less” myth

I sort of take back that business advice I gave you…

maybe it’s like a dirty cookbook

On finding beauty in broken things


I was fretting about my business, and then I came across this. I was frustrated, and then I delivered meals to couch-bound people. One of them was watching the 9/11 memorial program, and she told me about a hero who carried several people down 70 flights of stairs, but he didn’t make it. She

nigga nigga nigga nigga

Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, I’m 100% nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga Nigga, I’m 200% nigga Not my words. Song lyrics. Before you read on, you should know that this post is full of expletives and words that I don’t use and can barely bring myself to type,

i’m going to photoshop your baby

Am I going to use Photoshop on your baby pictures? Definitely. And you’re going to like it.

don’t be a wedding photographer

….unless you know WHY. I have aspiring photographers who contact me for advice, because they’re thinking of getting into professional wedding photography. This is my advice. Why do you want to be a wedding photographer? Why weddings? I will confess, I was one of the many people who

Charlotte-Year One

My poor, weary clients walked towards my studio with their just new baby in the carrier. Time for Charlotte’s newborn photo shoot! I said, “I have an idea. Will you try something with me?” They didn’t question. My best clients don’t question; they know they will get

the slippery slope of anxiety

I’ve owned and operated a photography business for 12 years. And for 12 of those years, I have been convinced I’m just about to go out of business and go broke. The photography industry was booming when I opened the studio, although I didn’t realize it because I had nothing to