Because there's something very jaunty about wearing an oversized, brightly colored crochet flower on your jacket.
Thursday, March 29, 2012
3.27.12--number 87
Flowers on lapels.
Because there's something very jaunty about wearing an oversized, brightly colored crochet flower on your jacket.
Because there's something very jaunty about wearing an oversized, brightly colored crochet flower on your jacket.
3.29.12--number 89
Hot sauce.
Because I come from a family of spicy food lovers, and love food that's got a kick. Cholula happens to be one of my very favorite go-to condiments... Best on top of any egg dish (or just about anything else). Yum!
Because I come from a family of spicy food lovers, and love food that's got a kick. Cholula happens to be one of my very favorite go-to condiments... Best on top of any egg dish (or just about anything else). Yum!
3.28.12--number 88
Pizza night.
Because sometimes, amid shuttling kids to and from sports and the homework and all the other stuff going on, you just don't feel like cooking. And pizza makes us all happy. Everyone wins!
Because sometimes, amid shuttling kids to and from sports and the homework and all the other stuff going on, you just don't feel like cooking. And pizza makes us all happy. Everyone wins!
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
3.26.12--number 86
Listening to my 6-year-old read to me.
Because she reminds me so much of myself at her age, and I can't help but think about my mother in the same position, listening to me during the summer I read all the Little House on the Prairie books.
Because she reminds me so much of myself at her age, and I can't help but think about my mother in the same position, listening to me during the summer I read all the Little House on the Prairie books.
3.25.12--number 85
Breakfast in bed, made by my darling son (with a little assist from the hubby).
Because when you had a rough night with a toddler with a cold and cough and your family kindly lets you sleep in until 10:40 on a Sunday morning, the only topper to that has to be a breakfast tray complete with a flower from the garden and the Sunday target ad. Perfection.
Because when you had a rough night with a toddler with a cold and cough and your family kindly lets you sleep in until 10:40 on a Sunday morning, the only topper to that has to be a breakfast tray complete with a flower from the garden and the Sunday target ad. Perfection.
3.24.12--number 84
An impromptu evening at the magic kingdom.
Because when you live ten miles down the road from the happiest place on earth and you have annual passes, why wouldn't you take advantage of a fun Friday night out with the family?
Because when you live ten miles down the road from the happiest place on earth and you have annual passes, why wouldn't you take advantage of a fun Friday night out with the family?
Saturday, March 24, 2012
3.23.12--number 83
Going to the library.
Because I have loved them ever since I was old enough to hold my own library card, which seemed to me the ticket to the entire world, right there between the pages of countless books. To this day, when I enter the library, I take a deep breath and just inhale the scent of all those tomes, all that ink and paper and dust that creates that supremely unique smell that you only smell there, at a library.
Because I have loved them ever since I was old enough to hold my own library card, which seemed to me the ticket to the entire world, right there between the pages of countless books. To this day, when I enter the library, I take a deep breath and just inhale the scent of all those tomes, all that ink and paper and dust that creates that supremely unique smell that you only smell there, at a library.
3.22.12--number 82
Geeky humor.
Because I love to giggle. And things that border on the truly geeky/nerdy just a) prove that I am a bit of a geek myself and b) make me giggle. A lot.
Because I love to giggle. And things that border on the truly geeky/nerdy just a) prove that I am a bit of a geek myself and b) make me giggle. A lot.
3.21.12--number 81
Daffodils.
Because, for reasons really unknown to me, they are my favorite flower. Sure, there are other, showier, prettier flowers I could choose as a favorite--a peony, or a hydrangea, or even a really luscious antique rose--but the daffodil has been my favorite for as long as I can remember. Something about their fanciful little yellow petticoats, maybe... Or perhaps just because it's like bringing living sunshine into the house. Whatever. I love them.
Because, for reasons really unknown to me, they are my favorite flower. Sure, there are other, showier, prettier flowers I could choose as a favorite--a peony, or a hydrangea, or even a really luscious antique rose--but the daffodil has been my favorite for as long as I can remember. Something about their fanciful little yellow petticoats, maybe... Or perhaps just because it's like bringing living sunshine into the house. Whatever. I love them.
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
3.19.12--number 79
Your third grader snatching a plum, main speaking role in his religious class' presentation of the stations of the cross.
Because he's a great reader, and I'm always so incredibly proud to see him get to showcase his talent.
Because he's a great reader, and I'm always so incredibly proud to see him get to showcase his talent.
3.18.12--number 78
Homemade sticky buns on a Sunday morning.
Because their caramel, sticky gooiness is heaven on a plate. Just sayin'.
Because their caramel, sticky gooiness is heaven on a plate. Just sayin'.
Sunday, March 18, 2012
3.17.12--number 77
St. Patty's Day Goodness.
Because whether it's green shamrock-shaped pancakes or green argyle socks, I always enjoy a bit of the "wearin' o' the green." Capped with a dinner of corned beef and cabbage, it makes me want to kiss someone, Irish or not.
Because whether it's green shamrock-shaped pancakes or green argyle socks, I always enjoy a bit of the "wearin' o' the green." Capped with a dinner of corned beef and cabbage, it makes me want to kiss someone, Irish or not.
3.16.12--number 76
That moment when, after realizing that you forgot you were driving someone else's car and you bought a helluva lotta stuff at Costco and you're clearly doomed for an epic fail, you manage to cram it all in anyway, along with your family of five.
Sure, it felt a little like an episode of hoarders, car edition, but you also realize that your grandmother's Honda Fit really IS go.
Sure, it felt a little like an episode of hoarders, car edition, but you also realize that your grandmother's Honda Fit really IS go.
3.15.12--number 75
Matryoshka dolls.
Because I have been obsessed with them since I was a kid and can never resist playing with them when I see them somewhere. This particular set was given to me a couple of years ago when Isla was born, by my good friend Nicole, who painted a Siglin family set.
Because I have been obsessed with them since I was a kid and can never resist playing with them when I see them somewhere. This particular set was given to me a couple of years ago when Isla was born, by my good friend Nicole, who painted a Siglin family set.
Thursday, March 15, 2012
3.14.12--number 74
That split second just before impact.
Because it's as if the swing slows down, captured by the speed of a camera shutter, quicker than the blink of an eye, and the moment is pregnant with possibility as you wait for it, the crack of wood on leather, when the ball soars out and away, leaving him to run to first base, safe, his arms thrown into the air with the thrill of the moment. Poetry at the ballpark.
Because it's as if the swing slows down, captured by the speed of a camera shutter, quicker than the blink of an eye, and the moment is pregnant with possibility as you wait for it, the crack of wood on leather, when the ball soars out and away, leaving him to run to first base, safe, his arms thrown into the air with the thrill of the moment. Poetry at the ballpark.
Monday, March 12, 2012
3.11.12--number 71
Afternoon kids' birthday parties in the park.
Because sometimes simpler is better. And watching a bunch of kids running around like idiots and wearing themselves down is fun.
Because sometimes simpler is better. And watching a bunch of kids running around like idiots and wearing themselves down is fun.
3.10.12--number 70
Crafty weekends with friends.
Because my idea of a fun weekend is holing up in a friend's studio with two great friends, getting crafty, drinking wine and laughing a LOT. I know it's kind of nerdy, but that's how I roll.
Because my idea of a fun weekend is holing up in a friend's studio with two great friends, getting crafty, drinking wine and laughing a LOT. I know it's kind of nerdy, but that's how I roll.
3.9.12--number 69
Going to the beach on a sunny Friday in march.
Because the kids were out of school and the sun was beckoning. You know you're jealous.
Because the kids were out of school and the sun was beckoning. You know you're jealous.
3.8.12--number 68
Bangs.
Because such a small, seemingly minuscule change can really make an enormous difference, and one which requires very minimal effort on my part to look super cute.
Because such a small, seemingly minuscule change can really make an enormous difference, and one which requires very minimal effort on my part to look super cute.
Thursday, March 8, 2012
3.7.12--number 67
My adorable husband celebrating another birthday.
Because a couple years ago he made a conscious choice to better himself. And I am so, so proud of his resolve and courage, and even more proud of the fine example he sets for our kids on a daily basis.
Because a couple years ago he made a conscious choice to better himself. And I am so, so proud of his resolve and courage, and even more proud of the fine example he sets for our kids on a daily basis.
3.6.12--number 66
My three babies.
Because in my forty years, they are by far the greatest thing I have ever done.
Because in my forty years, they are by far the greatest thing I have ever done.
Tuesday, March 6, 2012
3.5.12--number 65
Naptime.
Because a sleeping 2-year-old means a little much-needed peace and quiet around here. And they always look so sweet when they're sleeping... Who can resist those adorable rosy cheeks?
Because a sleeping 2-year-old means a little much-needed peace and quiet around here. And they always look so sweet when they're sleeping... Who can resist those adorable rosy cheeks?
3.4.12--number 64
Crowded beds.
Because there's something sort of magical that happens when first one, then two, then three kids climb into your big king-sized bed on a gorgeous Sunday morning. It's all elbows and knees, of course, and lots of squirming, too, but it's also priceless.
Because there's something sort of magical that happens when first one, then two, then three kids climb into your big king-sized bed on a gorgeous Sunday morning. It's all elbows and knees, of course, and lots of squirming, too, but it's also priceless.
Sunday, March 4, 2012
3.3.12--number 63
Little League opening day.
Because baseball really is the all-American sport. And the fact that my son is loving the sport, I absolutely adore watching him and his dad bond over it.
Because baseball really is the all-American sport. And the fact that my son is loving the sport, I absolutely adore watching him and his dad bond over it.
Friday, March 2, 2012
3.2.11--number 62
Repurposed clothing.
Because there's something ultimately very satisfying about taking an item of clothing you NEVER wear, like cargo pants--honestly, cargo pants only really look good on people who wear like a size 2--and turning them into the cutest little khaki skirt imaginable. I think it's my new favorite item in my closet right now.
Because there's something ultimately very satisfying about taking an item of clothing you NEVER wear, like cargo pants--honestly, cargo pants only really look good on people who wear like a size 2--and turning them into the cutest little khaki skirt imaginable. I think it's my new favorite item in my closet right now.
Thursday, March 1, 2012
3.1.11--number 61
Bright winter mornings.
Because there's something sort of wonderful about a morning full of bright sunshine that's cold enough to make your breath emit tiny puffs of steam every time you speak. So you bundle up in a warm scarf and jacket and relish the snap of cold air against your cheeks and look up to see an amazing sun peeking from behind a cloud, as if to say, "Good morning!"
Because there's something sort of wonderful about a morning full of bright sunshine that's cold enough to make your breath emit tiny puffs of steam every time you speak. So you bundle up in a warm scarf and jacket and relish the snap of cold air against your cheeks and look up to see an amazing sun peeking from behind a cloud, as if to say, "Good morning!"
2.29.12--number 60
Sock monkeys.
Because they are silly and whimsical and make me feel oddly nostalgic. And a sock monkey to wrap around your coffee mug is kind of nuts but also crazy cute.
Because they are silly and whimsical and make me feel oddly nostalgic. And a sock monkey to wrap around your coffee mug is kind of nuts but also crazy cute.
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