A whole lot of love for these goobers, who inspire me every day to be more “me”.
Just popping in to share some of the decorations I have going on around here. I got smart this week and decided to bribe the goobers. For every 5 “chores” they did (Put this away, put that in the trash…) they got to put up one decoration. Now, my house is clean and decorated to boot! (Score one point for mom!)
How’s your Halloween decorating coming?
PS You can print your own bunting just like mine here.
We met in junior high, at a track meet where he was the fastest 800m runner I had ever seen. I knew he had a thing for me when I teased him about something and he spit his mouthful of carrots on me. (I know, right?)
In high school, we were the only two sophomores in an AP US history class, so naturally the teacher thought we should study together.
He got spooked. Told me we weren’t dating.
I told him that was dumb.
So we dated. Then during our senior year of high school, we weren’t dating anymore. We graduated, went our separate ways for several years, but kept in (snarky) contact via letters. Yes, real letters. Not email.
When we finally met up again, we were dating within a month, and married within 6. It sounds fast when I put it that way, but really? It had been a long time coming.
As of this spring, I’ve known him more than half my life.
As the years go by, I realize more and more how lucky I am. He’s my sounding-board. My stability. He bends when I am stubborn. Gives when I take. Isn’t afraid to say no. And yes. Encourages my dreams. Makes them possible. Works hard. Doesn’t complain. Humors my crazy.
He even brings me Heath Klondike Ice cream bars when he runs late night errands. (And if that’s not love, what is?)
A blue raspberry pina colada Sno cone, a barbecue, a carnival, fireworks, and a whole lot of Popsicles. I ask you. What could be better than the 4th of July?
Freedom to do all these things, and the safety and security I have always known living in this amazing country, that’s what.
Happy Independence Day, United States. I sure do love ya.
I haven’t really put out all my decorations, because let’s face it: I have two (nearly) 3-year-olds. (I can’t believe they’re almost 3–so cliche, but where did the time go?) I figure some of my things don’t stand a chance with that duo around, so I’ll leave them in boxes for the next coupla years. We put up the tree though, and the goobers were just so tickled. I think they laid under it for a good 5 minutes, just staring. Honestly I don’t think they’ve ever been that still for that long. Ever. At least while they’re awake.
I’m also doing some seasonal sewing around here that I can’t wait to show you. Stay tuned. (Psst! I’ve heard there will be a table runner pattern posted on Friday. Just sayin’.) And after that, I have to dig in to the absolutely delicious new fabric that Lissa sent my way (thanks again! mwa!). I have so many ideas for it, I can’t wait to get started.
We have a fun tradition at our house: our annual Hanukkah party. This year falls extra early, starting today, and so I’ve been more in a Hanukkah mode than Christmas.
I know, I know. Hanukkah and Christmas in the same sentence. Lemme ‘splain.
Jacob (my sweet husband) grew up celebrating both Hanukkah and Christmas in his home because his father grew up Jewish, then later converted to Christianity. Still, the holidays and traditions of his childhood held a special place for him, and he wanted his children to know their heritage. So they celebrated and learned. When we were married, we wanted to continue the tradition. So in our home, there are dreidels sitting alongside manger scenes, menorahs reflecting the twinkle lights on the tree. Sort of seems like a paradox, but really, they’re both beautiful holidays that celebrate the miracles that a loving Father performed for his children and I find that they complement each other beautifully.
Plus, I make killer latkes.
Hence the annual party. Not sure if you’re aware, but you can’t really make just a few latkes. The recipe starts with something like 5 pounds of potatos and more than a few onions. If I ate all 20,000 latkes (and I could, they are AMAZING) I’d be more than 5 pounds heaver, that’s for sure. Plus, around here, next to no one has ever really been exposed to Hanukkah, and it’s fun to share something new and lovely with friends.
So things are in full holiday swing over here, with 7 parties in the next two weeks, and 5 birthdays (including mine!) and we’re loving it. Now all we need is a blizzard, and the season will be perfect.
Hope your holidays are shaping up just perfectly, whether you celebrate one holiday or a few.