I did not eat six chocolate-chip cookies for an afternoon snack, and feel genuinely sad after I licked up the crumbs, because I didn’t have a seventh.
I did not over-indulge in cheesy rice for dinner. I ate … uh … salad.
I did not forget to blog until 8 p.m. I never forget anything, and I am always on top of my little blog.
I did not proceed to jump Darling Husband’s bones just because it was “a good time” — even though it was really, really hot outside and neither of us really wanted to. I would never use him as a sperm bank or give him no choice in the matter.
I’m Heather Laura Clarke. I’m writer living in beautiful Nova Scotia, I have a 11-year-old son and a nine-year-old daughter, I married my high school sweetheart, and this is the story of my handmade life.
Whether I’m writing novels, decorating a room, busting out my power tools to build furniture, getting muddy in the pottery studio, sewing clothes for my kids, or cross-stitching a swear word, I’m all about using my creativity to craft a life I love.
I’ve been writing this blog since 2009, so if you dig deep into the archives, you’ll meet a bright-eyed 25-year-old newlywed who was basically obsessed with having kids, buying a cozy house, and supporting herself full-time as a writer. (Spoiler alert: she got exactly what she wanted.)