Riot and Frolic
a mostly ballroom dance, but also a bunch of other stuff, blog
Category: Domesticality
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- the newest addition to the fam, and no, it's not this awesome sandwich. #3 Bratt girl graced us with her presence on Monday and we celebrated with some great grub from Nye's. Oh Lord, it was good. – a nap on my stomach, even though I hate sleeping on my stomach. – one-handed typing…
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My friends are neat. Not only has everyone and their mother (quite seriously, I've gotten a bunch of everyone's mothers) wished us good tidings on the new bairn (look it up; we don't live on a farm), but they bring us neat stuff, too! Gah! Look at it! It's so pretty! I've been wanting a…
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Earlier this week, I told you about the headband challenge that was going on over at Little Miss Momma. I was on it. What else am I going to do while waiting for this baby but put on some sassy headbands and head out on the town? Well, I do a lot of this… …
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– the popsicle box that made me feel dumb. V and I were eating the last two popsicles of the box picnic-style (anytime you sit on the ground and eat). V was pointing out the colors on the packaging [that we were about to recycle] and we were talking about the different fruits and what…
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If you can explain the random association between the title and this article, I will send you a dollar. So, you have the chance to win $1.44 (including postage). Score! Here's some fun stuff to check out if you have time to kill on your computer or iPhone: [Oh, you don't have an iPhone? Um……
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So way back in the day, I wrote about all the cool things you could buy mothers for Mother's Day. Ironically, I never got my mom anything. I am a terrible daughter. Now, everytime I go anywhere, I'm looking for something for my dear ma to make up for the fact that I suck. Costco?…
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06 Home My house is special. No no, not the cheesy, "home is where the heart is" or "home is where ever I'm with you" sort of special. I mean, special. I think the perfect word to describe the space I live in with my fam is "wabi-sabi." Wabi-sabi is not only a fun…
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– V's first mani/pedi. I was happy I didn't do it first, 'cause I wasn't sure how the G would like it. He seemed to like it. She was very careful with her fingers for about two days, no matter how many times I told her the paint was dry. Thanks, Auntie! – a…
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Awhile back, I was using "Viola!" as an exclamation of done-ness. I felt really dumb when I realized it was "voilà!" and not my great-grandmother's name. On the plus side, I'm pretty sure most people (minus the nerdy-intelligent-editorial types… you know who you are!… am I out of the club?) knew exactly what I was talking…
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