The perils of lobster

Recently we received a postcard from Natasha, aka Sarai the Mumbling Monkey. Actually, I should backtrack a little here and fill in a post that I kept meaning to write but didn’t. Natasha hails from the other side of the continent and, before heading to grad school, decided to venture as far east as she…

Weird weekend – warning: lots of whining

Right, so we’re down to a month until everything for the show has to be completed and two days before photography for the invites has to be done. Not everything need be ready for photographing, but I do need a good selection of pieces available and they should be representative of what the show will…

Somewhat overdue accolades

On June 22nd, 1996, John and I formally saved two other people from having to tolerate our aberrations and punning. I intended to write one of those sappy and charming, “it’s been a great ten years” posts a couple of months ago, but life got in the way. Actually, that’s not strictly true. I put…

Theological conversations with kids

John took Katherine (3.5), Sam (7) and Katie (9) to the Botanical Gardens today and overheard this conversation: Sam: There aren’t any unicorns anymore. Katherine: Where did they go? Sam: Jesus came and flooded the world and they were all killed. Katie: Sam! Don’t be ridiculous! Jesus wasn’t there. God did it. When John told…

Two feet and a heartbeat

Finding extra time in our lives these days is difficult on a good day. What with John’s job, my work (and the extra stress of the upcoming show and Christmas season), Katherine, three dogs, two tanks full of fish and a half an acre of weeds, not to mention family and household stuff, time is…