“No. That’s bears.”
Repost: Burnt Toast!
“No. That’s bears.”
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“No. That’s bears.”
Repost: The Heart of the Home
Photo by Curtis Gregory Perry on Trend Hype / CC BY-NC-SA
In Memory
Oops
As sometimes happens, I got busy last night and completely forgot to write something for today’s blog post. Whoopsie. I can say it was for good reasons rather than calamitous ones, but I do apologize. What can I say? I’m a flawed – and occasionally forgetful – creature.
I live to fight another day…
Happy Anniversary to Me!
Giving Calendar
Repost: The Etsomnia™ Origin Story
The original Etsomnia™ photo courtesy of Alice Hutchinson / Foter
8 Years!
Correction Corner*
*(Title stolen from the My Favorite Murder podcast.)
Through an outraged (but in-the-know) reader’s comments, I discovered today that a post I wrote in July of 2021 was inaccurate. It would seem that Hikari Design sells knockoffs, not original work as their website led me to believe. Here’s the updated post.
Mea culpa…
Happy New Year!
Pardon My Dust
As some of you may have noticed, a couple of rough draft posts appeared (then disappeared) on the blog this week. I am on the struggle bus, and I apologize that things are getting away from me.
I will endeavor to do better. In the meantime, I hope you enjoy the occasional peek behind the scenes…
XOXOZZZZZZZ
Meet… Me!
Cats and Life Advice
7 is My Lucky Number!
Creative Juice #220
I’m so thrilled! Fellow blogger (and virtual friend) Andrea Huelsenbeck of ARHtistic License did an entire post about My One Beautiful Thing! If you don’t already follow her, I strongly recommend you go check her out. Like me, she is interested in all things creative. and her Creative Juice Friday posts include loads of wonderful links. Thank you, Andrea, for the feature!
The Anniversary of an Idea
Virtual Thing of the Day: 5/4/20
Such a Cute Age…
Continue reading“The miracle is this: the more we share, the more we have.”
– Leonard Nimoy
Happy New Decade!
Etsomnia™ is 250!
Etsom·ni·a (/etˈsämnēə/), noun, 1. a sleep disorder caused by obsessive Etsy browsing. 2. The surprising arrival of weird handmade merchandise ordered when one is only half conscious. (True story.) 3. An excuse for me to be an obnoxious, snarky New Yorker once per week.
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