I have all these other things around the house to show you, but all I can think about is the fact that I made and froze a double batch of cookie dough the other day and now I can’t bake any of it into cookies. Our oven broke. A few weeks ago, I opened the door and heard something snap… View Post
My mom is a quilter. I’m not saying this casually, as in she sometimes makes quilts as a hobby. I mean she actually has an enormous long-arm quilting machine and people pay her to quilt (and sometimes bind and finish) their work. She pieces quilts of her own as well, sometimes for fun but also for dollars. Don’t even get… View Post
I love red velvet cake. Like, maybe more than it deserves. It’s not really vanilla, and it’s not really chocolate…it’s just really red. And dense. And moist. And delicious. At any rate, I’d been trying to figure out a good reason to make it, since somehow I got it into my head that red velvet should be reserved for special… View Post
I pulled out the camera to take some pictures of…something, I don’t remember now, and she insisted that I take pictures of her too. And then she made this face. And then she posed. And then she wanted to see herself on the LCD display. She was pleased. I could not stop laughing. You may also enjoy: Mila Monday: Fifty-four… View Post
David gave me a new camera lens for Christmas. I am so in love. It takes such sharp images, and I may be more than a little obsessed with creating the shallowest depth of field possible. But can you blame me? That bokeh is killer. It’s taken some getting used to–this is my first time using a fixed lens; all… View Post