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sweet holy hotcakes, i’m away for 4 days and my blogs-of-daily-visit are so chock full of new post goodness. is it weird that i missed so much all these people whom i’ve mostly never met IRL? only the internet/blog-addicted could understand this, methinks.

so the oldest children had so much fun on the Farm yesterday when they begged to stay with their grandparents i relented. no clothes? no problem. Granny still has MY playdresses and my brother’s pants and shirts. Sometimes that packrat thing can really pay off.

Such a relaxing non-blog week (although at every turn found myself wondering “is this shot blog-worthy?”); accomplished some good things and visited some sweet newborn loves. We decided to nix the Chicago trip for now - thanks, terrorists! - and stay nearby for our 10th. I’ll have to pay tribute to the shrine of IKEA at a later date. Oh well, gives me more time to dog-ear my catalog…

we’ve hatched a plan to refinish the living room floors and repaint/cleanse bookshelf of disappointing titles/rearrange everythingm while the kids are gone. I’m supposed to be boxing up books right now. Honey, if you’re reading this, i swear i’m starting the minute i finish typing this. absolutely.

Hope the weekend was grand for all. i’ll spend my iced-coffee breaks checking emails and all the great stuff everyone has been up to - i so enjoy reading about projects and inspiration and life lived daily and how we’re all making it with kids and crafts and stuff. the companionship is palpable, and heartening.