This weekend, with kidlets in tow and with the help of Miah and his van, we finally picked up and assembled our new crib. Well, it’s Wolfie’s crib really (tho i’m a bit jealous). It’s quite lovely, exceptionally sturdy and looks well at home in the library wing of the top floor of our urban sanctuary.  Now i realize that we won’t actually be ( Read more... )

Dear Life,

Why do you punch me in the gut when i look you in the eye?

i thought we were on good terms, or at least getting there.  Yes, there were a few more steps to climb, but i was almost at the top. i wanted to see what you see from up there.  Instead you just pushed me back down to the first landing. Sure there's a window there, but it's too ( Read more... )