We were visited by a horse last weekend. Meet SamPaul and take a look at a lazy Saturday of painting and science projects around the Weekndr house.
Yesterday was my birthday. There was cake, flowers, family photos, a massage. While a bit hectic running around town from one place to the next, it was by far the best birthday in a long time, maybe ever. There’s something special about having two girls now, like the family is complete.
Baby Maddie’s first teeth popped out yesterday. That was a special gift.
I’m lucky my husband is an artist, capable of turning out lovely cakes such as these.
We stopped by Matt’s office and found the roof caved in on one of his coworker’s cubes. Bummer, huh? What a crappy way to start the week!
Anyone with little kids is planning Halloween costumes by now (unless they enjoy last-minute runs to Target and picked-over shelves). The autumn leaves got me thinking about our past three years with the Neens.
Her first two costumes were hand-me-downs (Asa and Lynn, you guys rock) and since Nina had no say in the matter, we did what we pleased.
Then, by age two-and-a-half, she had a mind of her own. Disney had taken over and it was Cinderella or bust.
What’s in store for this year? Meet me at Target on Oct. 30. I’ll be the one with frazzled mom hair fighting you for the last wicked witch gown.
Welcome to fall in New England. We’re still learning how to best capture the autumn colors with a camera but this above shot from our living room window is a good start.
We were mostly outside this weekend cleaning up leaves, splitting and stacking firewood, and painting our grubby old chimney. I filled up the wood shed with two cords of seasoned oak, which should keep us warm and toasty through the ides of March.
And Nina was a super champ with the paint brush. Dressed in her tie-dyes, we got started painting the white stripe off the chimney.
My first cover shoot for Fine Woodworking magazine.
I’ve been wrapping up a project at work to create a bundled DVD and magazine based on my Web series, Getting Started in Woodworking. The series is an attempt to reach out to young people to get them interested in learning the old-man skills of woodworking. It turns out I’m somewhat of an anomoly being under the age of 60 with no plaid shirts and a love of the centuries old craft.
While the photos above are just a spoof, a real cover with my mug is due out in mid December. I’ll be sure to let you know so you can head down to your local home center to pick up a copy.