Sixteen years later, and still growing!

Well, hello again, y’all! It’s been a hot minute since we’ve met here! Can you believe that this blog is SIXTEEN YEARS OLD today?! Happy Birthday, BTK!

If we haven’t met, I am Lisa. Mom of four. Wawa of two. (Yes, my baby had babies!) I started blogging way back in the LiveJournal days (2009) and then moved to Blogger.com when my littles were in cloth diapers. I also ran a local cloth diapering community, cloth diaper non-profit organization, an international natural parenting community, had a cloth diaper making business, and coordinated natural parenting events. In 2010, I moved to this website, for good. I was a doula, my kids were small, and writing on Between the Kids was my whole job for a good long stretch.

Then, life did what life does. The kids grew up and moved on to their own things, the blog went quiet. I started a What’s going on in Mont Belvieu, a local community resource, I also sold t-shirts and handmade signs. Then, I went to work outside of the home. Two and a half years ago, I quit my job to become a caregiver for my grandmother and some friends, and for the past year or so, I’ve been working on my retirement plan!

I’d Prop It, my little retro plant and gift shop, where nostalgia grows wild. I started dabbling in plants, then picked the crafting and painting back up and started out making propagation stations with cute sayings on them, and then I needed plants to fill them, so I went and got myself legal to sell plants. And here we are, five hundred forty three plants and a successful community plant swap later.

So this is the new shape of an old blog. The early years are still here, tucked under Back in the Day, kept the way they ran. The new posts are plant talk, retro finds, things I am making at the workbench, and stories from a house full of propagations. Some of it will be for sale, and most of it is just because I cannot help myself.

My goal here is Golden Girls meets Three’s Company, so if you’re into that….. Pull up a chair. Grab some coffee. Oh, and don’t mind the cuttings. They’re everywhere.