File Jun 05, 11 13 47 PM

And it only took me 8 months. I know. I’m impressed too.

So, yeah, I finally got it together to build the light box, and because this is a place of truth, I admit it didn’t take the whole eight months. It took an hour. (The other seven months, 29 days and 23 hours I just dicked around.)

Before heading to BlogHer15 on Friday, I’m going to try and show you what else I’ve been up to, besides the working, feeding the pets and keeping the Mooch from going rogue.

HINT: it fits in the box. No, not the kid. Can you believe she’s ten? I know.

2015-06-20 20.44.50PERSONAL POST SCRIPT: Mardi, you weren’t holding your breath, right?

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A ¬†little Googling around led me to this blog (which makes me exhale and calm down on contact) AND to the DIY tutorial for making a light box. Always wanted one and now I have no excuse. Then after I make the box, I’ll have no choice but to fill it with the artsy, inspired and/or delicious things I make which cry out to be featured against a seamless white background. Instead of the, you know, crap laying around that I couldn’t bother to move. Sounds like a plan.

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This is Miles

Mooch and Miles

All we told Mooch is that we were driving to Connecticut to see an old friend of dad’s. What we didn’t mention was that we were bringing home a puppy. Watching your nine year old process the fact that she’d just been handed our new dog — well, that was an incredible moment.

“I can’t ever repay you. This is the best gift ever.”

We brought this little guy home today, and he was a real trooper the whole trip. Phin, Mooch and I spent the few hours trying to agree on his name. After an elaborate process involving lists, baby name websites, Google searches and vetoes, we decided to name him Miles.

Other top contenders were: Angus, Trevor, George, Dashiell, Travis and Luke, but Miles seemed to fit him best.

Like his dear departed great uncle, our old dog Max, he should be a big, sweet, even-tempered soul. Hope so, but he’s ours, so we’ll love him no matter what.

Still to be determined: what the cat’s gonna think.

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