It feels like I keep repeating myself. This month was a whirlwind, just as the month before it. August brought a baby shower, a dinner party, two birthday parties (on the same day), Andrew's business trip to Sweden (plus my solo trip to the market), and all manner of things nursery-related including shelf hanging, picture framing, and rug shopping. We're still not done, but we're very, very close.
To keep it together, I've been drinking pitchers of watermelon-lime agua fresca and not sharing. This is not an exaggeration. (I blame it on Life & Thyme, who came over do a little photo shoot in my kitchen.)
So now we enter September. The final month of summer, the final month of pregnancy (!), and the final month of life as I currently know it. Here we go.
Your favorite grammar rule is probably fake.
With new homes come new hankerings.
Leisure in a culture of workaholism.
Even when you feel unintentional, every action you take still holds purpose.
Why are we so distracted all the time?
A tale of two kitchens in Sicily and Rome.
Why you should carry a notebook with you everywhere.