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February 27, 2013

Filed under: Uncategorized — springtwist @ 2:49 pm

feeling overwhelmed, need to structure

Blaze is passed out on the couch right now so i need something to do thats quiet and at home. most of my tasks for the day i did this morning.

take girls out to buy glass paint, get groceries and go to pharmacy
do henna for friday
call lesley about markets
clean up. again.
plan for tomorrows ROE

in the near future:
email sarah of smock cafe
talk to KMW about distributing cards
write up that paper on those three births
finish illustration number 5.
photograph and heat-seal jars

further future!
fix website so it actually looks good. if im getting a booth, consider buying the domain name.
then put a facebook page up. then remember to photograph my own damn henna.

see? busy.


momma still doing

Filed under: Uncategorized — springtwist @ 2:17 pm




this dress looks much better not on me. i dont have the boobs anymore.



this skirt i had to photograph in the mirror in ‘the bedroom of no light’. its actually bright red. like the kind of red you see when you open a box of crayons. its pretty swirly and slight and flowy and the girls demand “spin momma! spin!”


February 25, 2013

Filed under: Uncategorized — springtwist @ 2:14 pm


the curtains. now we dont have to hang exactly one raggedy old blue towel and one cream and yellow knitted baby blanket up to block the light anymore.



ready for making biscotti!

in order to keep one girl busy while the other takes a turn at mixing we sing a song that i learned at TPSLS – “cordelia/blaze/momma is mixing, mixing, mixing! c/b/m is mixing, mixing (whatever you happen to be doing)!” so yesterday when it was my turn to mix the dough blaze sang, loud and clear for me, “mama ix, ix, ix! mama, ix -skotti!”


Filed under: Uncategorized — springtwist @ 12:42 pm

this game:


momma doing! February 24, 2013

Filed under: Uncategorized — springtwist @ 7:47 pm

a skirt
pizza (okay mostly that is daddad doing)
mozzarella (we hope, anyway)
the beginnings of beet gnocchi
the supplies for making the girls their own booster seats, since sitting on cookbooks is okay except for when they spill shit. and those things are stupidly expensive to buy, and we need two.


February 23, 2013

Filed under: Uncategorized — springtwist @ 4:02 pm

i am rolling this weekly market idea around in my head constantly. the organizer of our local market hasn’t got back to me yet, but in my head i am seeing my hypothetical booth come together.

this staying home thing is starting to get easier as the girls get a little bit older, and a little bit older, and a little bit older. now i actually have time for myself to do things i want to do. these days, i feel like my life if full of all sorts of creative outlets, which i need, and also a lot of time playing around and being silly. i feel more motivated, less tired, and not everything is so damn hard. though i attribute that to my new ‘get my brain back in working order’ plan.  how many times can you hide behind the gauze curtain and then come running out, tripping on your way and yelling “booooooo!” ask blaze. i stopped counting.

yesterday, we did a lot of this.



and had three baths in one day.

today shes not feeling so playful. most of the night she whimpered and cried, and then in the morning the only place she was comfortable was squashed right down the side of the couch, between teh back and me, snuggled fiercely as close to me as she could get and watching tv. we watched one of those old BBC eyewitness documentaries about cats. no fever and she can’t tell me if anything hurts, she just feels shitty. ANYTHING can set her off into fits of sobbing. a cat in the hallway made a loud noise – sobbing. cordelia climbed up and sat too close – sobbing. the cheerios spilled on her lap – sobbing. momma shifted her weight. clinging and sobbing. we went to the market and i hoped that a change of scenery and a busy atmosphere would help her stop moping around, and it was okay so long as i didnt put her down. i was wrestling with the bags in front of zachs table and zach was talking to someone else, caught me out the corner of his eye and cut off his conversation “excuse me, i’m just going to hold this baby for a sec so her mom can get her veggies, can you come and see me blaze?” – sobbing. damn blaze, why must you sob at zach? we don’t sob at someone as awesome as farmer zach. its the rule.

jim is out right now with coco and he is buying hog casings and curing salt. both for different projects. seems to be that he will be making bacon in the closet after all. dont know how that ones lipped by me – he’s been talking about it every day and slowly i got used to the idea and now apparently its happening? i guess i wasnt paying attention. good tactic buddy. we talked to farmer zach today about ordering a huge chunk of one of his hogs, he says “call me, we can work something out. they’re going in in a few weeks anyway!” so this is jims new project. turning our closet into a meat locker.

this is mine.

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an old pickle jar and some glass paint outliner. makes for candle holder? vase? lantern? whichever. now i know what to do with my stash of freecycled baby food jars.


February 21, 2013

Filed under: Uncategorized — springtwist @ 4:15 pm

henna on mason jars, solar lights/candle holders

henna on wine bottles, vases