Kris Downey is endlessly curious. She's a woman who pays attention and fills up journals in barely legible cursive. She finds insight and humor in the adventure of everyday life.
How is it a Dusty, Desert Campground Feels Like Home?
We're back! After four years we're finally back on the road. We're traveling across the country, literally from California to Maine, in our new-to-us Mini Rig. We haven't officially named it yet, so for now we're going with the Mini Rig. The name fits since it's definitely mini. It's 25 feet of coziness.
A Heart Felt Thank You to the Woman Wearing Three Triangles
Just in case you’re wondering, the image above is NOT me nor is it anyone I know. None of my friends are up for a side view of their keister. That’s why we’re friends.
How Does It Happen that a Fuzzy Butt Ends Up Controlling Your Life?
I am a dog lover, which means I am a dog owner, which means, like most dog owners, my life is controlled by a fuzzy butt with bad breath and a stubby tail. How did this happen?
When Your Work is Stolen Right Under Your Nose, is a Meltdown a Good Idea?
Here’s what happened. I was a new Mom, a stay-at-home Mom. This was totally foreign to me. I was in my mid-thirties and up until then, I’d been a career woman.
How to Curate Your Crap
Leaving our sprawling house in Ohio in 2014 was a project. Good thing I’m a project nerd. At the time we were in the 10th year of our most recent ten-year plan. Simultaneously, Hubs and I had just celebrated our 35th anniversary, also the anniversary of our we-might-need-that-someday plan.