This homemade chocolate ice cream is rich, smooth, and churns beautifully in the KitchenAid ice cream maker attachment. It’s an easy recipe with pantry staples and a deep cocoa flavour that makes it a crowd-pleaser.
(more…)I can still picture the blankets my mom crocheted when she was pregnant. One is blue and white; the other, lime green. I’d never given them much thought before, but they’re beloved, understated treasures. They’re always around at my parents’ house, a comforting part of the home. Of course, I want my daughter to have the same.
(more…)I want to build a successful business. It’s one of those things that I really want but am not working toward effectively. Two or three years ago, I felt as though I was making progress. In the last year or so, I’ve felt stagnant. The progress I was making was slow going but it was going. Lately, not so much.
(more…)I’ve been thinking about what “slow living” might actually look like. Sure, there’s the bike riding, reading, and crocheting, but all of that isn’t enough if I’m still using my phone all the time. That amazing device that connects me with the rest of the world is the first thing that I need to put away.
We all know that we’re overstimulated. What we’re forgetting is the importance of being bored. Peace requires rest.
I’m quite tired tonight so I don’t have it in me to write much more about this but I’ll come back to it.
I don’t know why I’m in a good mood this evening. I’m tired but still have enough energy to do things. I went out to do some shopping and helped a kid put his stuff in his bag. While walking home, I helped a guy pull out of a tight parking space. I rode my bike home more slowly than I usually do.
Nothing has gone particularly well or noticeably badly today. That might just be enough. Smooth sailing.
It occurred to me that I should focus on the good things in life more, but also that people can’t really get upset with me if I’m doing the right thing. Although, what’s considered right is different for everyone so I’m likely to piss someone off. Still, I can rest easy with myself.
Let’s see if it lasts the night.
As if I didn’t already have enough to do, I went and decided to try crocheting. It started with the idea of making our baby a blanket, which came to mind because my mom crocheted blankets when she was pregnant with me and my sister. I thought it might be nice to do something similar. Of course, crochet isn’t as simple as running a hook through wool.
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The story this picture doesn’t tell is how many times I’ve unraveled the yarn.
We’re down to one poäng chair in the living room. It was in our bedroom, after being in the room that is now the nursery. I bought it several years ago, when I was still living on my own, but haven’t really spent much time sitting in it. Genevieve kind of capitalized it.
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