I love my house. I do not love housework. Sweeping floors, wiping down countertops and erasing fridge door smears makes me cranky. I’ve tried to practice mindfulness with the moping. Tried to get Zen with window washing. I really want to embrace an Oprah-like gratefulness for being lucky enough to own a house that needs vacuuming but I have never quite managed to convince myself.

  My dog needs subtitles.  We want to know what is going on inside that doggy noggin. Like the time he ran behind the stereo speakers to see where the voices were coming from.  And the night he barked fiercely at the horses galloping across the television screen.  Or when he did one of those … Read more

I’ve ditched chairs with no regrets. I once separated from a wool rug just because I wanted to see something else. And when a vintage dinette set — so charming during our first five years together — began to bore me, I threw it in the back of the station wagon, drove out to a … Read more

The five friends behind Remodelista.com launched the Remodelista Local Market series which hits Portland this Saturday. They call their dot com a “sourcebook for the considered home,” and the local market is a bit like a 3-D version of the same with “curated” goods for the home.

As compact fluorescent light bulbs increase in popularity, their environmental impact — namely the mercury released when the rarely recycled bulbs are dumped in a landfill — has some rethinking the old-fashioned incandescents.

     Before the first course, I knew that we were in for a rare dinner party. For one thing,  when the host took his seat at the head of the formal dining table, he was flanked on either side by his miniature dogs. They sat in fancy high chairs. They ate off fine china. … Read more