Obsessive

I’m an obsessive. But a flighty one. Obviously. For a while, I was completely involved in this blog. Playing with the format, figuring out the name, deciding what I wanted to post about, et cetera. After that, I spent a good bit of time futzing around with genealogy. Logan and I did the spit-tests for…

Domestic Goddess!

Today, I fixed our toilet! Broken: I have included a dramatic filter so you can more effectively feel the horror of having a cracked, non-working flush handle. And to really make that toilet tank scum stand out in the most disturbing way possible. Fixed, and also redecorated with candles and whatnot:   Albany Jane is…