A very curious case of illnesses has befallen the Svellingers of late. It all kicked off a week before Halloween with Impetigo. Impetigo? Say you. Aye. It were indeed Impetigo, says I. And now that I’ve gratuitously brought you round the horn from Shakespeare to pirates, I’ll drag it on no further. BILGE WATER! I…
What I’ve been meaning to do is write an entry for the second birthday of our little Jonah in early July. And now it’s September. Naturally, I would gush on and on, as all mothers are wont to do, but it’s more than that because of this word: bittersweetness. However, at the end of my…
A little backstory about how grateful I am to have found a way to be a catholic female artist in the world today.
Heyyy. Thought I’d do a final post for 2016. Maybe throw in a Christmas card. A digital card, of course. I’m still wallowing in turmoil over postage and paper waste by sending a physical card via the actual USPS. Which is ludicrous because 1. I use disposable diapers. and 2. the recycle truck can’t even…
