It’s all personalI'm Kim and I have a few blogs (and perhaps an issue with over sharing, and too much time on my hands). My other two projects are www.fiftyfiftyvision.com and www.thisisplanbe.com. I also tweet at https://twitter.com/TheKimTackett and instagram at http://instagram.com/kimtackett. But here, it's all personal. I show up once a week, sometimes less, never more. I don't have a niche or a purpose or a plan. Just a few stories and pictures. Welcome to my personal space.
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Monthly Archives: August 2013
One of our family jokes is that I can never find the pause button on the TV remote control. That would require finding my glasses, and that’s another story. So I rely on sound effects. First the sigh, then the … Continue reading
I do it so you don’t have to. Because how else would you know about Quinoa, and her fashion forward life on Pinterest? She’s the brainchild of Tiffany Beveridge and her Pinterest page is titled My Imaginary Well-Dressed Toddler Daughter. … Continue reading
That’s his name, Zeal. Our new baby…well, not OUR baby. Steve’s cousin Chris, and his wife Christine’s new baby. Honestly, we were just meeting his big brother Avery ten minutes ago. We dropped Alex off with them today, and she’ll … Continue reading
Steve’s grandmother’s tree, cuttings delivered by Aunt Pat. Twice a year we get a few fine figs. This week, it’s more than a few. I love a good surprise, especially when they are packaged like this.
It’s true, I foolishly thought my parenting days were over. After all, Kate is 25, living in Chicago. Alex is 19, finished her first year at Oregon State, onto her second. Home from a solo backpacking trip around Europe, which … Continue reading
Me too…but not this week. Alex is home for a short (short!) while and we’re shopping for apartment stuff. She’s also rummaging through the kitchen and I am realizing how much of our stuff was actually her stuff (which is … Continue reading
Alex returned home from her European adventure this weekend. She flew into LAX Saturday night, so Steve and I drove to my folks’ house, picked her up, and decompressed there for the weekend. I knew she’d change some on the … Continue reading