8 things I love about fall.

You see, my love for fall started at a young age. Here are my sisters and I, circa 1991, relishing the season of crisp air and crunchy leaves: Though I don’t regularly roll in the leaves today, my love for fall remains. In no particular order, here are eight reasons why I think fall’s, well,…

Forget about the weeds.

Even with the fatigue that accompanies my growing midsection, keeping my home clean is still at the top of my to-do list. Cleaning is something I naturally enjoy, and I go a little crazy if my house is out of order. (Plus, I have a wonderful hubby who cares and helps to keep casa Laxdal…

You’ve got something to say.

Every once in a while, I get into a blogging slump. I keep up with my regular writing and journaling (one for me, one for baby), but blogging – publishing something personal for the world to see – can feel forced. Sometimes, I just feel like I have nothing important to say. Last week, I…

Breaking the silent treatment.

I promise I haven’t been giving you the silent treatment. I’ve just been a lazy blogger with a crazy, fast-moving, wonderful life. It’s about darn time that I share an update. Over the past month, I… 1. Traveled to New York City and took part in Blog World. My hubby and sisters tagged along, so…

You can do anything. Not everything.

Five years ago, I graduated from high school. Just for giggles, here’s my 2006 graduation photo, back when I loved hair dye and my straightener. Growing up in a small town, I did it all. I competed in the science fair. I led the cheerleading squad. I sang alto and played trumpet solos. I (temporarily)…

Love it!

Love! Love it! Lovely! These words and phrases are so popular lately. I, too, use them all the time. In fact, last time I wrote “Love it!” in an email, I realized just how old that phrase is getting. These words are great, but do we really love so many things? Has love, in a…

Sharing home.

I kind of have a major blogger crush on Sherry and John over at Young House Love (who’am I kidding? I check their site at least twice daily). And I absolutely do refer to them on a first-name basis. (Example: “Hey hon, did you know John and Sherry did/made/tried this?” He just rolls his eyes…

I’m an expert at nothing.

I’m a twenty-something. Translation: I’m a dabbler. My interests are scattered. I’m unfocused. Along my journey, I’ve discovered some things I’m particularly good at. First there was school. And then science and math and music and writing and home designing and organizing and baking. {Not to toot my own horn or anything, ha!} And I’ve…

Words of wisdom.

“I haven’t a clue how my story will end, but that’s all right. When you set out on a journey and night covers the road, that’s when you discover the stars.” {Nancy Willard}

The promise of spring.

Even though winter is taking its sweet, sweet time and overstaying its welcome, this we can know for sure: spring is coming. I cannot wait to see colors again: I’m dreaming of warmth, and sunshine, and cotton-candy clouds and grass between toes. But most of all, I’m dreaming of rain: The winter-to-spring transition works like…