my bebe belly, 29 weeks
if you want to sing out, sing out...
there's a million things to be.
For me, wrapping is not only a meaningful flourish - it is also my deeply centering preparation. Wrapping must be done in secrecy, so in those busy weeks of shopping and parties, those hours are the only ones I spend alone. And when wrapping gifts, I’m thinking about their recipients… It seasons me for the season. I don’t wrap gifts for others, not really. Wrapping gifts is the gift I give myself.
sometimes I miss my little house in Atlanta, the freedom that I had. coming home from work to watch episodes of Californication, maybe take a walk with my camera in the neighborhood to capture fall leaves. to open a bottle of wine and consume half of it while listening to the latest music on my computer. eating a crumpet with eggs and cheese, finished by a chocolate chip cookie. having friends over spur-of-the-moment for a wine and cheese night, or joining them for dinner in the neighborhood. tending to my little garden and sitting on the front porch in my red chair watching the sun go down or reading hemingway. nora jones, the avett brothers, cat power, edward sharpe and the magnetic zeroes. falling in love, spending time away from the house, and cherishing my time there even more because I knew it was coming to an end. by choice, and happily so.
I do miss it.
but…
now I get to help our kiddo with homework, feed the dog and cat, cook a warm meal for my family and neighbors. clean the kitchen, make the bed with fresh sheets and sleep beside my favorite person in the whole world every single night. make a baby with that person and feel so damn lucky at the magic of it all.
how to use 5 lbs of ground beef
- pioneer woman’s lasagna
- taco soup
- sloppy joes, broccoli, mashed potatoes, fruit
- spaghetti sauce
it’s locally-grown, organic ground beef, and we’re bulk cooking/freezing in an attempt to eat at home and spend smarter. here we go!
Lemon Muffins
Whisk together 3 cups all-purpose flour, 1 cup sugar, 2 1/2 tsp baking powder and 1/2 tsp salt in a large bowl. Whisk together 2 large eggs, 1 1/4 cups milk, 1/2 cup melted butter, and 1 Tbsp. lemon zest; stir into dry ingredients just until moistened. Spoon into a lightly greased 12-cup muffin pan, filling two-thirds full. Bake at 350 for 25-30 minutes or until golden. Glaze: Stir together 1 cup powdered sugar and 1 1/2 Tbsp lemon juice; drizzle lightly over muffins.
via Southern Living, Nov. 2012
it’s been a while, kids.
we got a dog, married each other, and have a babe on the way. so much goodness.
today was my 30th bikram yoga class
so to celebrate my accomplishment, I give you lady gaga
(and some inspiration)
may 23-26
last wednesday, we took a spur of the moment motorcycle trip to Folley Beach/Charleston
our first stop was drinks at the Belmont
we stayed at Tides
ate so many good meals
(Cypress Bar, FIG*, MacIntosh, Taco Boy, 39 Rue de Jean, Bowen’s Island)
did bikram together
met Richard
and got out of there just in time to avoid spoleto traffic and the tropical storm threat
life is so good.
*hands-down-our fave. go there!
home from a quick trip on the motorcycle to charleston to find a garden full of these babies- we’re taking them to our local vegetarian restaurant this afternoon.
i wanna be her
(Source: margaux-lonnberg, via veronicalovesarchie)
mar 10-13, 2012. salt lake city to park city. deer valley ski lodges. 2 days on the slope, two men, one girl, two boys, and me. red iguana, blind dog and st. regis on the slopes for food. one sick boy, my man taking one for the team. impressed with the boy’s ability to travel, and now excited at the possibilities of going places with him. showing him the world!
life on the hill.
I don’t know what I did to get so lucky in this life. but thank you, thank you. thank you.
sunrise in the desert, from J
(scenes from last night) I cooked a dinner of roasted buttermilk chicken, parmesan brussels, rice and pineapple upside down cake for my parents and sis, and J was across the country in palm springs, preparing to take photos of the dessert. the next 2 nights, he’ll be here and here… and soon, I can go with.
