Well, we’ve all heard it said that everything old is new again. (does that mean that I’m now 12? Because I could totally rock that now). I mentioned to Cheffie that a friend of mine had taken a class in macramé because apparently it’s “on trend”. Note to old people: do not say trendy. TheRead more
Work life had been all crazeballs. Which means I’ve had no life. I’m up at 5am, torture myself on the treadmill, stumble into the shower (all the time avoiding the ankle biting Angus). Wander downstairs (avoiding the death trap that is Cooper), being serenaded by screaming cats (one who clearly has steroid rage). Drop someRead more
Looking back, I’d say last year was a bit of a lost year for me. Things I wanted to accomplish got put to the side, I only finished 5 (!!!) projects, and I started eleventy billion new ones. Stress was my co-pilot and I basically shut down. One good thing that did come out ofRead more
From chez Stashaholic to your family, Merry Christmas!