Author: Hildie

Dear diary

A lot of people say that blogging is their new journal. I don’t buy that for one second. Who writes their innermost thoughts and then posts them for the entire world to see? Nobody, that’s who. Bloggers universally give a sanitized, edited version of their lives. Some are way more… Read More
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Show me your muscles

All of my older kids are lacking in summer clothes, so we’ve been frequenting our favorite clothing shops (Old Navy and Target) for some cheap replenishment.  I’m flummoxed and perplexed by the huge number of muscle shirts available for boys.  Who is buying them?  These have always seemed the height… Read More
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This week at the multiplex

In the last eight days  I have seen not one, not two but four movies at the movie theatre.  I’m pretty sure it’s my lifetime record.  Two of the movies were with my kids, so it’s not like I was all footloose and fancy-free. Here are my pint-sized reviews in… Read More
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The common

You know how I never give out my last name on this blog?  That’s because it’s very unusual and I don’t want my readers who are kidnappers to come and steal my children.  But I have no qualms about telling you my maiden name.  No siree. Jennie Davis (not Jennifer).… Read More
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Toddler talk

One of the best things about toddlers is their weak grasp of the English language.  It makes for some good laughs. This morning for example: Me: “Jasper, your pajamas are soaked! What happened?” Jasper: “My penis spilled.” I guess that’s a new way of looking at it. By Hildie |… Read More
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It’s brownie time!

Dear Selwyn, Sorry things are so yucky for you right now with the ex being a douche bag. Here is the recipe for the amazingly wonderful Cream Cheese Brownies to help you drown your sorrows. I would send you some but you live in Australia and they would taste wretched… Read More
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Footsie

I’m sort of weird about my feet.  I have issues.  I don’t like them touched.  No pedicures, no massages.   Just stay away.  Please.    I polish them myself and keep them looking just fine, I think–even though my toes are short and stubby and rather like baby carrots. (Last… Read More
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The dress

As you know, Arabella turned eight last week. Normally that would mean she’s getting baptized soon*, but we’ve decided to wait until we go to Utah in July so that her family and best friend will be able to attend. This leaves me a couple more months to find the… Read More
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Nifty invention

Remember to vote for me EVERY DAY so I can win that snazzy new craft desk from the Original Crafbox. (clickie here.  It takes five seconds.) And if that desk weren’t cool enough, take a look at this: It’s a combination drink holder/trash can (something this smart had to have… Read More
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You’re my best friend, right?

Have you seen this desk?  It’s pretty much the coolest thing around and I want one really badly.  You have no idea how many crafting supplies I have stashed in various parts of my house.  Wouldn’t it be nice to put them all in one place? Well, there is a… Read More
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