It snowed yesterday. All day.
My tall tomatoes, who are ready to burst out of their little pots (sitting in the window center left) whispered to the overflowing and claustrophobic herbs sitting across them "this is not good."
The zucchini overheard and began to panic.
Leave it to the girls to make the best of it.
1: Number of births attended yesterday. A quick, intense birth- a few scary moments...but thankfully a very happy ending. Do you like my official footwear for Birth Assistants?
7: Number of exact years that my oldest daughter has been alive. Today is her birthday. CANNOT believe that she is that old. I sure love her.
18: Number of cupcakes made for the 1st grade class today. Okay, so after having been up all night- making cupcakes was not something that I was thrilled to be doing this morning. I used this box mix, piped on the frosting, and tossed on some sprinkles.
A few other odd n' ends:
What do you think of this haircut? I am pretty sure that it wedges up in the back. Seriously considering it.
Have you heard this song? I have. At least 10,000 times today. LOVE IT. Not so sure that it is a good thing that my kids keep walking around singing "...keep bleeding, keep, keep bleeding..." wonder what their teachers will think about that.
I know I have been very lame in the crafting department. Lots of inspiration coming in...not much going out. Dining room curtains are in the works (ordered my fabric in a slightly different color.) Pics to come.
Check out Morgan's recipe for lemon curd. I made some and it is super yummy.
The last few weeks have been too busy for me. It has all been good- but at a pace that I could not longer keep. Guests, travel, birthdays, and then Easter (which I was hosting). Saturday night I surrendered. Instead of scurrying around working myself into a froth over all that was left to be done- I collapsed on the couch with Carl and watched this movie. For me, Holidays are usually about letting go a bit. I can be "way-over-the-top-idealistic"- and, at some point during the preparations, I usually come to the realization that I cannot accomplish everything that I envisioned. I am learning to be okay with that. I am learning to laugh at the little imperfections. It is possible to make events special and enjoy them too.
I ran out of time to make place mats, napkins and new curtains for the dining room- but this little chick and some cheery tulips seemed to do the trick.
No one seemed to mind hunting for eggs with plastic shopping bags instead of sweet little wicker baskets, or the absence of fancy apparel donned by my daughters.
The tart crust that collapsed as I piled huge strawberries on top of it was easily hid beneath the thick layer of mascarpone cheese.
Playing a Nintendo Wii was not my select choice of entertainment for a holiday like Easter. However, when I was beating my husband in a round of golf by 3 strokes I quite liked it! (He did win- I blew it on the 9th hole. Thanks to my sister-in-law for bringing it and taking it back home with her :)
We ate, we laughed, we hunted for the golden eggs, we were together... and that is all that really matters. Thank you family for helping, and for humoring me.
