Category Archives: grace

Shift your rhythm

Last year Christmas seemed to arrive faster than we could get everything together for Santa.  By Christmas eve, my husband was still out shopping at 5pm and all thoughts of going to church to belt out “Joy to the World”

Shift your rhythm

Last year Christmas seemed to arrive faster than we could get everything together for Santa.  By Christmas eve, my husband was still out shopping at 5pm and all thoughts of going to church to belt out “Joy to the World”

Turkey Day

I’ve been lax posting on my blog this year as I undertake a new creative endeavor. (more on that soon.)  but I wanted to wish my family, friends and followers a Happy Thanksgiving full of grace, love and abundance.  This

Turkey Day

I’ve been lax posting on my blog this year as I undertake a new creative endeavor. (more on that soon.)  but I wanted to wish my family, friends and followers a Happy Thanksgiving full of grace, love and abundance.  This

Thanksgiving Prep

This year we’ve got 26 coming for Thanksgiving dinner.  My turkey salt and peppers are quite excited for such a large crowd – it’s a new high in terms of number of dinner guests for Hillside Cottage.  Mom gave me

Thanksgiving Prep

This year we’ve got 26 coming for Thanksgiving dinner.  My turkey salt and peppers are quite excited for such a large crowd – it’s a new high in terms of number of dinner guests for Hillside Cottage.  Mom gave me

Pretty in Pink

Pooped out from lacrosse jamborees, baseball double headers, and multiple practices, my boys relaxed last night by watching (for the tenth time?) the movie,  “Happy Gilmore”.   I walked them to school this morning with the theme song, “Whoa Ho

Pretty in Pink

Pooped out from lacrosse jamborees, baseball double headers, and multiple practices, my boys relaxed last night by watching (for the tenth time?) the movie,  “Happy Gilmore”.   I walked them to school this morning with the theme song, “Whoa Ho

Belle du jour

  Heading out to my son’s baseball game, I threw on my Chuck Taylors again — they have become my standby this spring as both my sons become evermore involved in sports. My Manolos, Loubitons, and Jimmy Choos  will barely speak to

Belle du jour

  Heading out to my son’s baseball game, I threw on my Chuck Taylors again — they have become my standby this spring as both my sons become evermore involved in sports. My Manolos, Loubitons, and Jimmy Choos  will barely speak to