EvY at HomE

First off, most of my day is spent trying not to be on Twitter reading the news on the protests over and over. So I've been trying to distract myself with projects.  It's on. It's on and poppin'. This week I began Phase One of larger projects around the house. Projects that I've been putting off forever and ever.  I started off fairly small with the master closet. The outer part. The inside holds the clothes and is already white and you barely see it so I didn't bother. It didn't take that long to actually paint. The prep work took way longer, cutting in and rolling took hardly any time at all.  Next thing I knew, it was done. I knew that if I painted the walls I'd wish the bookcase were a different color so I went ahead and did that. And I knew that once that was painted I'd wish the stool was a different color so I went ahead and did that too. And I had been meaning to find the right frame for this print and originall...

Well we finished with distant learning! This is not the way I imagined my daughter's first year of public school ending. I don't think millions of parents around the world imagined their kids teacher would be dropping off their end of the year items in a paper bag wearing a mask. It was so sad.  But of course, since I am me, I had to find a way to make it a little more fun so I made little graduation hats and diplomas and had a little graduation ceremony for them. I finally came to terms with the fact that Alice missing out on Kindergarten was personally traumatic to me. Growing up, home wasn't always the safest place so school was a haven and having it yanked away from Alice triggered some deep pain. I spent the last week of school crying/grieving and working on projects to funnel the pain toward something positive and to put a cap on the season of school. We did it!  As far back as I can remember I always loved summer. Maybe because it signifies fun and sun a...

Well we've had a few tweaks in our schedule that are making for an improved quarantine sanity saver for daddy and mommy. The kids are doing pretty well in this situation, probably because they're 5 & 3 and their whole world is home.  I've only had two instances when Alice asked about going to someone's house and I had to tell her we can't and she didn't really understand why not. But she didn't cry or fight me more. The most heartbreaking moment was on Earth Day though. Her school was giving away seeds and seedlings and we drove through to pick them up safely and since we were out, we decided to drop off a few ladybugs in a jar to our friends who needed them for their garden and we left them in their patio and they both emerged to say hello. But Alice went to our gal friend and hugged her and both of us were partly touched and shocked by the action. I told her Oh Alice, we're not supposed to hug people right now and she was crestfallen. I cried ...