Remember the handmade butter crock I wanted for my birthday that my dad got for me? And then Mark broke it? Well, it was really, really hard...

My sewing room is not the kind that people ooh and aah over with a cute shabby chic decor and some old, antique hutch containing all my colo...

I like matryoshkas, or Russian nesting dolls, so once upon a time when I saw this fabric, I bought some. Then it sat around for a few years ...

I went to an estate sale in Corrales today. I was eating my breakfast and thumbing through the paper when I saw "estate sale" in t...

I've been on a clothes-sewing kick lately, as opposed to quilting. Although I do have a quilt planned. Here's a live-human picture o...

I recently splurged on this Amy Butler pattern and fabric during the sale at Hip Stitch . The fabric is less orange and more salmon in real ...

My sewing machine has been acting naughty lately. The bobbin gets all messed up for no apparent reason. Finally, I unscrewed the plate and t...

My husband's out of town, so I've had lots of sewing time. Unfortunately, he took the camera, so I can only use my cell phone. Stran...

Oh, man. Did I ever hit vintage sheet paydirt at my mother-in-law's house! I don't know why I didn't think to ask earlier. Maybe...

I started my new position at work yesterday. I'm still a copy editor, but they broke up our copy editor serfdom and integrated many of u...

Do your doors suddenly slam shut? Mine do. I'm pretty sure it's not apparitions, but rather the air flow through the house on windy ...