Tag: 100HappyDays

It’s been about ten days since I last told you all about the small, daily details that made me happy. The Happiness Project is still going strong, albeit significantly less long-windedly. It’s all happening on Instagram so feel free to stalk me there, should the suspense of waiting ten days for an update here prove too…

  Holy crap, we’ve made it to Day 30 somehow. Since the past month has essentially been a blur, I will assume I didn’t space out and skip whole days and/or weeks entirely. A lot has changed in this time, internally if not externally. It has been a curious experiment that threatened to derail a…

Yesterday (that would be Day 29, as noted above) we drove en famille to Newark, about an hour away. We belong to a granola crunchy car share group in Leicester and so every so often happen to have a car at hand. This weekend, we had a slightly ridiculous 8-seater minivan at our disposal (the…

  The 30 day aspect of this whole happiness thing is nearly done. I won’t subject you to the whole 100 days that the original challenge called for. Theirs was just photos, anyway. I was the masochist who decided to turn it into a blog post fest. I started this just as my parents were…

  I hate dealing with dental crap. All those nerves and bones and grinding noises. I try to avoid dentists if possible (outside of begrudgingly accepted checkups and whatnot) and luckily, aside from my anarchic wisdoms, have had nice, sturdy teeth to allow me to be so evasive. However,  some time around Monday or Tuesday,…

  As you may have noted over the past few months of posts, I’ve been wrestling with my newfound status of stay at home mother. I thought I’d be better at it. Not the Thwack wrangling itself, no- he’s good fun to be with most of the time-but rather the lack of intellectual stimulation. The…

  It has been a long winter. I mean, it’s mid-May and my mid-weight coat is still hanging on the hook on the back of the kitchen door. I think my inner rhythms had been tricked by a decade in warmer climes, where T-shirts are acceptable clothing starting sometimes as early as March. In Leicester,…

  This is getting tricky, y’all. Not the happiness part of the project, as that’s going better than expected, but rather the photography part. I didn’t take any photos yesterday. None. Which makes Day 24 rather tricky to pull off. And really, Day 24 had a lot of surprisingly cathartic moments, which have left me…

    One of the things people keep telling me is to treasure this period of time when Sir Thwacksalot is all tiny and portable and cuddly in a way not unlike a sack full of eels on speed. Because fresh babies are apparently the best babies. They don’t talk back, they don’t climb your…