Monday, April 25, 2011
yes, even a day in which the clouds hang low and the chill creeps in.
in fact, those are just the right days for last minute playdates with longtime friends.
for fort building and wii playing the afternoon away only taking breaks for butter burgers and malts from the best joint in town.
there's no better day than a free rainy one to tackle household projects and chores.
my man installed our new dishwasher (!) and i finally finished the 2008 photo album of our week on the lake...our last vacation with nanny.
miss bit caught me crying and together we shared a few tears.
later my brother and sil came for a visit and we all reminisced and remembered and relived.
saturday was a little brighter and drier, yet still brisk.
we mixed up some waffles, whipped some cream, sliced some strawberries and fried some bacon for brunch.
then hubby and i went for a walk to burn off breakfast while miss bit rode her bike beside us and back and forth around us.
we girls went shopping for the third time in as many days, which the florist was quick to point out as we admired all the spring flowers and decided on cheery yellow tulips this trip.
then we returned home to bake rich and colorful coconut cupcakes and tart yet sweet lemon bars for tomorrow's feast.
the boys attended batting practice and went out for chicago dogs.
it was a go with the flow day.
it was early to bed for the big holiday ahead day.
miss bit was up and eager by 7:30 easter morn.
we held her at bay long enough for her to wake a still sleeping t. bone.
baskets were gleefully found, jellybeans and peeps happily consumed, and catnip left by the easter bunny to distract the cats in the house was very much enjoyed.
miss bit mused upon spying her new earrings...the one she so very much wanted, but was told by our friend the silver lady were no longer available..."how did the easter bunny know? i'm just so lucky!"
t. bone quipped upon reading the warranty labeled on his new bat, "that's weird...so who gets the warranty? the easter bunny? oh, i get it! if i get a dent in this bat, the easter bunny will bring me a brand new one next year? cool!"
hubby convinced me to join him for a quick walk before church and yet we were still in our pew with half an hour to spare.
i was delighted to enjoy the choir singers and even a violinist for the mass, and all of the colorful flowers adorning the altar.
after many alleluias and amens we made our way to grandma and grandpas for a delicious easter brunch.
oh, and egg hunts in the woods, scooter scoots, sling shooting and games of frisbee golf as well.
many photos too as you can see.
the littles were more than happy to stay at grandma and grandpa's for a few days with all of their sweet loot and very few rules and restrictions.
truth be told, i am happy to be home in my quiet house eating salad as i write although i'd be more than happy for a slice of my dad's honey glazed ham.
the weekend was yummy.
Thursday, April 21, 2011
Monday morning we woke up to snow, but I had a pan of homemade cinnamon buns ready to warm the littles. Excuse me, homemade cookie dough stuffed cinnamon buns that were nothing short of divine.
Limited computer, t.v. and video game time this Holy Week. T. Bone and Miss Bit have embraced the restrictions. They are playing together and making better choices.
Naan warm out of the oven.
Warm spinach salad with quinoa and white beans, chicken, spinach and mushroom lasagna also from this yummy blog.
Miss Bit rode her bike while I walked this week. It was so very nice to have the company, and it made the miles go faster.
A new dishwasher installed by my man.
I picked out colors for the powder room and mud room with the help of trusted friends. I'm ready to move forward on the projects. I mean I'm ready for the painter to move forward on the projects.
Last minute playdates.
Spring break even though today it's not too springy.
Easter brunch at my Dad and step-Mom's.
A shorter than short week ahead.
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
After dinner, we took turns reading Bible stories, and reflecting on the Passion of Jesus. I'm fairly certain that now Miss Bit is well aware of why we celebrate Easter. Come Sunday there will still be baskets stuffed with too many goodies, egg hunts, pastel colored clothing, lilies to bring to Grandma in a pretty pot, Grandpa's ham, coconut cupcakes and lemon bars, but most of all there will be a sense of renewal and hope and grace.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
A stack of new reading material from the library. I started Ingrid Betancourt's novel while Miss Bit attended book club lastnight. I have memoirs by Melanie Gideon and Dominique Browning in waiting as well as Pioneer Woman's cookbook and Jamie's Food Revolution.
I'm still in the midst of Karen Maezen Miller's hand wash cold. It's having quite an impact on me. Especially ideas like this: I don't mean my life is like a garden, although it is. Seasons advance, each with its own rhythm and purpose. Winter rests, spring awakens, summer rages and autumn warms its lonely bones with windswept memory. So yes, life is like a garden, but that's not what I mean either. I mean life is a garden, and when you do not yet see that your life is a garden you may not see your life clearly at all. You are the garden, you are the gardener, and you reap what you sow. What will you make of the ground that you - only you - can tend? How will you share the place you never leave, the time you always have, and the peace you alone can spread? You make everything true by bringing it to life, so be careful what you bring. Anger kills, bitterness poisons, greed spoils, fear stunts, and inattention withers. Good gardeners cultivate a good earth.
A Sunday drive whilst the littles attended Sunday School. I headed south in search one of my favorite big box stores. I never found it, but I did hap upon a couple adorable, quaint neighborhoods with inviting coffee shops and eateries. It's good to be reminded to be a tourist in my own town.
Bright colored adirondak chairs. If I ever win the lottery, I'd buy one in every cheery color.
I didn't harm the petition wielding woman who rang my doorbell the other night although I'm pretty sure I scared her by adamantly exclaiming NO! over and over before she could even say much more than who she was representing.
Simple, satisfying suppers: whole wheat orzo with spinach and cheese, chicken cordon bleu, my all time favorite, with brown rice pilaf and roasted asparagus.
Dinner out with the littles lastnight because I just didn't feel like cooking - not even leftovers. I cannot remember the last time I had a cheeseburger. I savored every single bite, and was still enjoying it while T. Bone and Miss Bit were onto their ice creams. In fact T. Bone finished before both us girls and promptly said, "I'm done. Can we go now?" Nice.
Spying Little Red sprawled out fast asleep on a log for an afternoon siesta in the sun. For such a little guy...he's got big cajones.
T. Bone and Miss Bit are all signed up for summer camp.
Baseball's back. We're gearing up for the start of the season.
Spring skies...big, billowy clouds against the backdrop of brilliant blue.