The last of the month

It would be one’s hope that after a week of having everyone back, that life at Fairvilla would assume some sort of normalcy….but in all reality we are far from it!! Our fridge has decided that this house is much too cold and decided to exchange roles with the heater, thus maintaining a steady temperature of 50 degrees. We now pride ourselves in how quickly we can get items in and out, with Margit holding the record: 3 items in 3 seconds. We now are counting down the days till the new fridge arrives.

Can you match most recently read book to housemate??

Their Eyes Were Watching God
Till We Have Faces
Christina Rossetti’s Poems and Prose
Love Finds a Home
Pathophysiology
The Four Loves

Sharing is caring?

We here at the house on Fairvilla have made an interesting discovery. While we pride ourselves on community and the sharing of our possessions, there are some things that will not be shared: men, chocolate, or tuna.

A Flare for the Domestic

It seems that these days many women are not educated in the fineries of taking care of house and home. Here at Fairvilla we take this to an interesting extreme!

For the women of Fairvilla "domestic" has a broad definition: digging up sprinkler heads, changing spark plugs, changing electrical fixtures, composting for the garden; but it does not exclude hanging laundry in the brilliant sunlight, baking Swedish breakfast bread for Sat. breakfast, steaming carpets, shining floors with secret ingredients, ironing, washing dishes, and MANY other household tasks.

What's next girls??

Who said it?

"I like what your Grandma likes and you smell like my Grandpa smells, so we're even!"

Burning midnight oil

It’s been a full day...work, a lunch date for Bridesmaid 101, teaching quilting to two very willing friends, tutoring English to one very unwilling 5th grader, making potstickers for dinner, begrudging housework, and now it’s with an exhausted sigh, that I sit down to type this. Sighhhhh!!!!!

Life is more complicated than I’d like it to be sometimes.

But then there are hot oatmeal raisin chocolate chip cookies, cold tall glasses of milk, long phone conversations with brothers, movies watched surrounded by friends, hair tie wars, crazy stories, and goodnight hugs. These things bring life back into perspective and bring me back to enjoying the present, despite its complexity.

p.s. Iceberg, Don’t trip on the laundry basket!

The meal is ready, the candles are lit, will you join us at the table?