I thought about giving away this jean jacket. I’ve had it for…a very, very long time. (College? High school?) I remember it being “snug” but I think that was just my nineties mentality of anything smaller than a Men’s XL being “snug.”

Seriously, I remember holding up a sweater in Abercrombie and Fitch (the PLACE for teen girls who wanted to dress like Bill Cosby in the nineties) and it hitting my knees and thinking, “Hmm, a tiny bit small.”

Anyhow, I need your sartorial help. Keep it? Donate it?

Jacket: Gap

Shirt, Skirt: J. Crew

Tights: Target

Shoes: Rieker

Something about this screams “librarian!” Gosh, I wonder what it could be? (Cardigan? Button up shirt? Glasses? Shoes for comfort? I JUST CAN’T PUT MY FINGER ON IT.)

A few weeks ago I was texting with my friend Misty, and we were talking about dream jobs. I told her that I thought my dream job was being a novelist, but also maybe a librarian, but also a mother. And her reply was, “You can do it all. You are vast.” I love that. I love her. That’s how I feel some days. I hope you feel like that too (and that if you don’t, you have a Misty to tell you that you are).

Sweater: Anthropologie

Shirt: Boden

Jeans: AG Stevie via Anthropologie

Shoes: Keen

(P.S. I wrote this little post for another great friend, Nancy, on the healing power of Taylor Swift. Would you go read it?)

Not my best effort, especially the messy ponytail. Ladies with truckloads of hair cannot pull off artfully mussed. We just pull of the mussed part. (That bottom photo was me trying to give Sachin an Abraham Lincoln beard with my hair.)

So, I already tweeted this, but I’m going to write it down here to preserve it for time immemorial. Keshi wrote this poem, and it probably tells you everything you need to know about our lives.

I once met a weirdo

With a beardo

In the Woods

Near a deer doe.

(Life is pretty excellent.)

Top: Ruche

Skirt: J. Crew

Tights: Target

Shoes: Keen

I planned this whole outfit around the wool socks I wanted to wear. And big underpants, but that’s a given.

Sweater: Gap

Scarf: Gift

Jeans: AG Stevie via Anthropologie

Boots: Frye Veronica

Because it’s fantastic. FANTASTIC.

Sweater, tank: Gap

Skirt: J. Crew Factory (I get no money from clicking that link. Zero cents.) (Except WHOA they raised the price–I paid $30 for this. CHEATERS.)

Shoes: TOMS

The boys were supposed to go back to school today. Wooooo! I had plans. So. Many. Plans.

(…to sit around and eat grocery store sushi and read Cheryl Strayed in my pajamas.)

Of course, at 4am Keshi woke me up with a stomachache. I thought he was faking. Until he faked it right into the toilet several times.

Grocery store sushi doesn’t look quite so good now.

Sweater: Anthro

Tank: Gap

Skirt: Boden

Shoes you can’t really see: TOMS

I survived the boys’ spring break, barely. I celebrated by hiding in my hobbit-hole right after dinner, watching episode after episode of the MTV show Awkward. I woke up feeling totally refreshed and ready to do the eight million things we all have to do each day.

Like eat cookies. And watch more Awkward.

Sweater: J. Crew Factory

T-shirt, jeans: Gap

Necklace: Forever 21

Shoes: Keen

It was quite refreshing to not post my outfits on the Internet for a few days. I wore jeans and sweatpants and hoodies most of the week. And then halfway through yesterday, I got sick of looking like a slob and got redressed. I feel much more like myself.

I’ve thought about stopping this daily diary of clothing, because a) I can’t imagine it’s very interesting and b) I know it annoys some of you. I thought about making it weekly. I’ve thought about trying to take photos of me in more interesting places, and I always come up with the same conclusion: no. I like it. It keeps me accountable for not being a slob. Doing it daily ensures that I will wear something nice every single day, even if it is just clean jeans. Clean jeans go a long way. So. It’s here to stay. For now.

Sweater: J. Crew factory

Shirt: Boden

Jeans: Gap

Shoes: Keen

Ironies: I really like going to church, but hate Easter and Christmas.

I just bought a dozen white eggs at the store to dye with the boys for Easter, even though there are 3 dozen brown ones in my fridge from our own hens (they don’t hold the color well, sadly).

I read this bumper sticker, “Keep your face to the sun and the shadows will fall behind you,” and instead of thinking, “Deep,” I thought, “But you’ll probably go blind and have really awful sunburn on your cheeks.”

That last one wasn’t really irony; it was more Alanis Morrissette “irony.”

Sweater: Gap

Scarf: Old Navy

Jeans: AG Stevie

Boots: XTRA Tuff

Sachin asked us the other day, “Um, isn’t it spring?” It was freezing and snowing and we were all shivering inside the house. Then we had to explain how spring doesn’t arrive in Seattle until June, even though, yes it’s spring. What I wouldn’t give to live in Texas or Southern California right now.

Also, today is the last full day before the boys go on spring break, and so today I’m frantically busy trying to find a shipping crate large enough to mail them to their grandparents.

Sweater, tee: Gap

Skirt: J. Crew

Shoes: TOMS