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Statement Culture
We have become a culture of statements. Jewelry is no longer called a simple “necklace” but a “statement piece.” A couch is no longer a place to sit your butt, but has to also “make a statement.” Our cars, our homes, our clothes, friends, where we eat, the beer we drink have become statements about who we are. And our 140 characters, parsed statements become our summation of how the world should operate. When news hits, we jump on Facebook or Twitter to…
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Syrian Refugee Offering
My church in downtown Raleigh (http://vintagenc.com/) is taking up a two-week offering for a church plant in Edinburgh (http://www.gracechurchleith.org) that is caring for local Syrian Refugees. All profits from any Paige Puckett Pottery sales from now through the end of 9/27/15 (less sales tax, Etsy fees, and shipping) with be given to this offering and benefit Syrian families who have relocated to Edinburgh. Local friends are welcome to use the code: RDUpickup if you’d like to pick up your purchase…
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What’s Growing
Yesterday after I shared gardening pictures on Facebook, I realized I probably should have posted them here on the blog. While I’ve gone out regularly to pick okra and beans, the garden has taken a back seat to the new school year, soccer practices, and my newly discovered ability to run errands without kids. I do little thirty minute projects here and there like taking down the blueberry nets, replanting raspberry runners and pulling out sections of mimosa weed. I’ve…
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Grayson Highlands
We’ve returned from our Labor Day (Weekend) trip to Virginia, and once again I’ve taken far more pictures of wildlife than my family. The “wild” ponies were exciting for the kids, and we loved our hike in Grayson Highlands. I did get plenty of cute shots of the boys, but I’ll save those for the family. The first day we hiked, it was foggy and chilly, but two days later it was hot and clear. The ponies had moved from…
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New School Year Resolutions
We are now two weeks into the new school year, and I thought my stress level would have drastically declined by now, but it hasn’t. It’s amazing that in the few hours of daylight my kids are home, they manage to trash the house and my vocal chords. I find myself repeating the same morning directives so often that I really could just create a recording of myself and broadcast it over the house. CHANGE YOUR CLOTHES IF YOU WORE…
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How a mother should feel on the first day of kindergarten
It was the first real day of kindergarten, and the rain was pouring down. Our original plan was to walk to school, and I’d escort my proud newbie to his class. But instead, I announced that they would be dropped off in carpool and walk in together. There were no tears, no waves over the shoulder, just an efficient evacuation out the back door and heads-down determination not to get too wet. When I pulled into the garage back home,…
