Friday, May 29, 2009

take a breather


So I gathered a few necessities (mostly snacks and magazines) in my overnight bag. Kissed my husband. I love him. Squeezed the life out of the kids and left for 24 hours of marvelous-ness. My girlfriends (also exhausted, brilliant mothers of small children) planned a little beach trip. It wasn't far or long or expensive... but it was fab... and way overdue. We sat in the sand, laid by the pool, read, talked, ate, laughed, shopped, ate, (and dare I say...) SLEPT! I'm back home now... refreshed and sunburned and still giggly from late night nonsense. Happy Saturday!

Saturday, May 23, 2009

mg turning three


It was the strawberry-est of all the strawberry parties. Millie G. has been waiting patiently since February (when her brother and sister both had a birthday party... so unfair) for her party. She made herself very clear that she wanted a strawberry birthday... and not strawberry shortcake... just strawberries to eat. And so a strawberry birthday is exactly what we had. It was, of course, bright and shiny and scrumptious. I called in the troops (the "troops" include my two dazzling sisters and my magnificent mother) to help me make tarts and brownies and chocolate... they didn't mind. It would have been faster (and probably prettier) to dump a bag of oreos out on a plate, but there's something about the extravagance in handmade creations that makes everything better... don't ya think?


So the party was a dream. After all the guests were gone Millie G. got to (for the first time ever in 3 years) skip her afternoon nap.  We went to the illustrious Build-A-Bear Workshop and fashioned together a bear named "Strawberrie". It was a terrific day. Happy Birthday to my quiet, humble, sophisticated, stunning Millie Grace!

Thursday, May 21, 2009

take two


This article in the May issue of Martha Stewart made me lay down my pride and try planting tomatoes for the second time. By the end of last summer, my tomato plant looked more like a bunch of blown-out bottle rockets sticking out of a beautiful yellow pot. This year, however, is a different story. I was watering yesterday and I literally said "waaa-hooo" out loud when I saw this little baby! I also planted some seeds of basil in the bottom of the pot and it's coming up every where! Salsa anyone?


Forgive my grandma-ness with all of these gardening posts lately. I'm so proud to finally have some successes out there. Speaking of grandmas... a precious old lady at the gym informed me yesterday that I have a "pretty tan." *Side note... if you've seen me any time within the last four years, please take a moment to laugh as loud as is comfortable for you. End of side note. * Anyway, then she said that she saw on the news where somebody got their tan sprayed on. I just said, "really?" Then I smiled for the rest of the day. Pure delight. O.K. happy date night!

Tuesday, May 19, 2009

p is for picnic

A picnic at the park in the cool breeze? Yes please! It would be tragic to not embrace every second of this super terrific day. The wind and the sun and the trees and the birds... fantastic. We threw together some pb & j's, cookies, chocolate milk, and homemade granola. The kids played for an hour then generously gave me an extra 10 minutes of their valuable time for an action packed photo shoot. These people are the spring in my step...

Sunday, May 17, 2009

home grown


These little green circles are oranges. Yep, that's right... oranges! And guess where they came from? You got it... an orange tree in my backyard. I planted the tree a few months ago and I was so proud when dozens of little green circles started popping out everywhere. I was imagining the fun I would have delivering oranges to all my friends in cute baskets with hot pink ribbon. Of course just as soon as I could say "orange cream muffins," the tiny oranges started falling off one by one. Sadness. I did have four survivors out of the whole bunch that were getting pretty big. This afternoon, however, little Dean discovered that two of them had plummeted to their untimely death. So we cut one open just to make sure that it was an orange... and it was. It smelled scrumptious and looked just like a green baby orange. Very cool. Anyway, now I only have two oranges left. I took a picture to prove that this tree does in fact serve a purpose other than attracting bees and taking up half of our deck.

And here is a picture of Saturday's breakfast. Chocolate chip pancakes, homemade whipped cream, coffee. I thought it needed to be shared.