Dear Pottery Barn, Heeeey, guys. I am just loving the new indigo catalog. I look great in blue and can’t wait to nestle myself in a mound of your textiles piled high on my rustic yet modern yet traditional PB bed. I’ll drown myself in a sea of decorative pillows. CAN’T. WAIT. One thing: where… Continue reading Rugs Woven By Raccoons
I always want my kids. Some days I just don’t want to parent. I don’t want to have the responsibility of making heavy decisions. Sometimes I feel like I can’t possibly be in charge of these small people. ME?? Wasn’t it just yesterday I was trying to figure out which TrapperKeeper to put my Lisa… Continue reading You’re Not Screwing It Up
YAWN. Oh, you know. No big deal. We just ate at Chef & the Farmer (www.vivianhoward.com) last night. Chef Vivian Howard. Stellar PBS show A Chef’s Life. GAH. Still swooning over the experience. Did I mention VH’s parents sat next to us? I’m not a “foodie.” I don’t know about food. I just eat it… Continue reading Tom Thumb
to have and to home 