The Rehearsal

We had our first rehearsal for Portland’s Listen to Your Mother show this morning. Afterward, I felt like passing out. It’s quite possible I was dehydrated from crying, or low on oxygen from laughing so hard. My head was spinning, my body was shaking, and I’m pretty sure I was incoherent. I am in awe of the women in that room–…

Sunset Sunrise Quilt

I Quilt Too

And I might as well write about it over at Quilt It, Baby! Click over to read about such delightful things as tipsy stitching on the beaches of Mexico, cracking knees, DIY yoga mat carriers, and hacking IKEA towel racks to store quilt tops. If you’re into that sort of thing.

Owning It

Do You Apologize for Your Accomplishments? At a young age, I learned to hide my gifts. I learned to be ashamed of my straight-A’s. Well, that’s a little lie. I didn’t get straight-A’s. I got straight C’s in handwriting, and once–in Fifth Grade–I got a B in Religion, a grade which sent me into my first suicidal ideation episode. Right…


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