Kristen Blog

Me and my great = LOVE!!! I was thinking about writing a story called Kristen Vs. The World...but turns out, they already made that one.  It's called "Attack of the 50 Foot Woman," and I would post an explanatory pic...but I insist on more clothes in the current version. Speaking of clothes (and I should really put this on my knitting page), I finished a challenging piece just in time for my Great's 1st birthday party!!!  I can not think of a more special occasion for the big reveal.  It's not perfect.  Nothing I make ever is, and I am my worst critic.  Once I made a whole outfit, skirt and top, in a lovely small stitch.  I wore it to church, and when no one noticed it, I went home a threw the whole thing out. We do NOT suggest you follow this plan. Which brings me to...I really wish I could spend a LOT less time caring about what other people think.  And I realize my empathy is a gift.  But if I could just separate empathy from anxiously trying to read other peop

Fresh hair cuts!!  I threw this one in at the last minute the day before. Do you feel the change in the air?  Sometimes I think I can smell it.  I can definitely hear it.  I was playing Trivia Crack Adventures the other day, and I had no question on the answer to, "Which insect is the loudest?"  CICADAS!  They are a sure sign of the onset of fall and the impending start of school. Speaking of which, one kid officially started this week, and he is Hap...Hap...Happy!!  Last night, he came down to my room so depressed that today was not a school day.  Ahhhh...I wish I could preserve that enthusiasm.  I remember being so sad one day, when I woke up, and my mom told me I was sick and could not go to school.  My strawberry shortcake lunchbox was packed and ready in the refrigerator.  It broke my heart. That enthusiasm left me around 4th or (DEFINITELY) 5th grade.  So, by the time I hit Jr. High, they were trying to bribe me to just show up and stick around.  I don't know...the

All good things must come to a close.  And, honestly, this one was not all that particularly good, but I'm still NOT ready.  However, like it or not, this week marks the official end of the O'Hara summer.  I will say that it has been one of my easiest summers yet.  Lots of vacation time and my youngest becoming increasingly independent.  (I don't even have to get his milk anymore!  And when I left for Columbia, instead of being sad, he was mad he didn't get to do something "fun."  I tried to explain exactly how "fun" is a work trip, but...) And, speaking of Columbia, I got to the end of that stressful drive and found myself pulling into the wrong hotel.  So annoying!  Of course, I couldn't get any service to correct my gps mistake, and I have like NO sense of direction - unless I am in the mall looking for the restrooms.  (So there's that.). Fortunately, I found a McDonald's and accessed the wifi from my car.  15 more minutes on I-70...UG

Post Mama wound care... 👆🏻 It has been a few days, and we are ALL on the road to recovery.  So, I can use a little light humor. Where, oh where, oh where do I begin?  Let's just cut to the chase: Dillon had an accident on his skateboard on Tuesday.  (I have rephrased this a million times in a gazillion texts.).  We let him go way too soon on a stupidly, seriously steep hill.  I watched the whole thing.  I saw the skateboard shake.  I knew he was going down.  I saw him abort and try to run a few steps, but the speed was beyond his ability to maintain.  I watched him crash and roll.  I ran as fast as I could, and I saw him swooning...his wounds...they were all over his body. Meet my new friend Philemon.  Turns out the name means "Love."  I need him. He never lost consciousness.  He responded appropriately to brief mental status testing. But he was injured (how badly, we were not sure), and he was emotionally traumatized.  (And so was my poor Evan...sobbing, mostly ignored

I was feeling pretty sorry for myself, since we can't -for many reasons - go on "real, travel-style" vacation this year.  We both planned some extended time off, just in case, and I didn't give up easy.  I tested the waters on a few different ideas, but when they fell through, I conceded to my sneaking suspicion that we were going to have a stay-cay this summer.  Party foul!! (Currently living jealously/vicarioulsy through the onslaught of other people's better fortune via FB and Instagram.  I try not to indulge longer than a few swipes...depressing!😉😂) Now don't go feeling too sorry for your little homie over here in Miz-er-ee.  You know I won't let something that lame get me down.  I have taken it upon myself to provide a multifaceted vacation extraordinaire for all that call me "mine." Not only are we having the exciting entertainment-packed experience that vacation should be (according to me), but we are also experiencing the productivity o