Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.
1 Corinthians 3:17

Monday, March 30, 2015


Do I look a little jaundiced in these photos? Ha Ha Just a little background: Isabelle woke me up in the middle of the night our very first night in DC because she'd thrown up all over the floor in the living room. It was terrible, yes, but it could've been so much worse, so I'll rank this as relatively minor in the grand scheme of things. I figured it was all the excitement of traveling and the hustle and bustle, and her tummy was just upset and hopefully adjusting. She felt much better after a bubble bath the next morning, and we were able to spend all day at the zoo and then some museums. I honestly didn't think much about it after that. Until the next day...

I'd heard that the only place you can take your picture from inside the White House is in the bathroom, which is really beautiful, so...why not? The one of me above is from the Library of Congress, as if I already somehow knew that my moment in the White House would not come to pass. At least not on this trip anyway. As for the photos, I feel the need to defend myself a little: it was freezing rain and sleeting on us all day long, but then when we'd get inside it would be so incredibly hot (though now I'm wondering about that, since my body was out of whack); plus, my scarf looked much cuter draped around my neck rather than simply hanging there, but every time I adjusted it, it literally made me gag (again, hindsight...fab), and, remember, it was soooo hot. I may have contemplated ripping off my t-shirt and just parading around in my tank top. Maybe.

Anyhoo. It was either on IG or Facebook that I had captioned one of the pictures with a sincere apology to the poor sweet souls that had to go in to the Capital Building bathroom after me- the first lady, with her walkie talkie pressed tightly against the side of her face; then moments later, a second one, complete with basically a hazmat suit, pushing through the crowds with the huge yellow trolley with all the brushes, brooms and other heavy-duty cleaning apparatus. I'd tried to get the toilet to flush but to no avail. And since I'd been holding everything in with my (quite frankly, rather powerful I guess) mind-over-matter stance all morning long... well... I did the only thing I could do at this point: hang my head in shame, not look anyone in the eyes and book it outta there as quickly as possible. Ladies, I am deeply sorry.

The rest of that day, and the next, is basically a blur. I don't recall very much, other than the fact that my poor babies started dropping one by one. Hard and fast and mercilessly. To be sick when you're home is one thing; far away in a hotel room- and vying for the one bathroom- is something entirely different. So we packed up and left early in the morning, though my sweet family drove me past the White House and even found a parking spot right on the side street so I could hop out and get a closer look. (This was also the morning we were going to spend more time at the monuments.) There I was, bed head and all, not a stitch of make-up on, still yellow- or green maybe- not having eaten for about 36 hours. Not the family memory I was hoping for, but hey, we will never ever forget our first time in DC. We made it home safely and not all that late, considering the many, m-a-n-y pull-overs on the highway from state to state to state.

When we got back, we learned that Jonah's fish, Flame, had died on Thursday. That was hard. Yes, we are those people who cry over pet fish. Ethan suggested that we surprise him one afternoon and go pick out a new one, so we did. He's very colorful and a little bit shy, and still nameless, which is strange for us.

 Oh, I forgot two photos that make me smile...
 Does this look like love to you? Because it looks like love to me.

 This girl, who fights off sleep in the car like it's a mortal enemy, who stays awake for hours and hours just so she won't miss anything... fifteen minutes from home, I turn around and see this. ;)

Friday, March 27, 2015


I can't believe one whole week ago we were still in DC! Some of us were faring better than others... The city is beautiful and I can't wait to go back and take in more (in the fall...definitely in the fall!). While I didn't get certain photos I'd had my heart set on, or even get to visit some of the places on our wishlist, I'm still thankful just because we got to go. So many times I was reminded of how giving and kind my children are. I watched them look out for one another, even care for each other when they weren't feeling well. No memorial or photograph is more important that that to this Mama.

I'm so glad it's Friday today!! We're still a little "off," so the weekend feels like an extra special gift right about now. I've got plans to bring Isabelle to the movies with some friends tomorrow, Cinderella, of course. Have you seen it? I've heard great reports so far. We've also got two huge brush piles in the backyard that are bound to make a lovely campfire (of sorts) and I just so happen to have all the ingredients for S'mores on hand...our first official Spring outdoorsy thing this year! Hooray! How's that for celebrating the every day things, right?

ps: So I have a thing for cats. Big ones. Well, all animals, really. I could stay and watch them All.Day.Long... if it weren't for the five other people dragging me away against my wishes.  ;)

Wednesday, March 25, 2015


I've been editing some pictures from our trip, and it dawned on me that while we may have missed out on the sightseeing kinds of things, there were so many special moments spent just being together. I think those are the most important ones.

I know I posted a rather lengthy "life lately" kind of post recently, but these are just some fun things I want to remember in the years to come.

Like me, with a snake inside my sleeve, for example. Ha Ha Diego says hola. ;) He kept crawling inside my sweatshirt instead of staying around my neck like he usually does, and then he'd settle into the crook of my elbow, inside the sleeve. It feels so funny! At one point I got busy doing things and completely forgot about him...till he plopped out onto the counter. Glad I hadn't been doing dishes in hot water or something! I know many people don't enjoy snakes, and I never really gave it much thought until Ethan began asking for one, and...he's a great pet. A little high maintenance for my liking, but he's friendly and cute. Don't get me started on the snakes that people want as pets that can actually smother, strangle or eat you. That's just crazy.

Our little window herb garden. I am super excited about having all these fresh herbs in the kitchen! We're making plans for a few garden beds this summer; I'm skeptical but hopeful since we haven't had much success in the past.

Thinking ahead to outdoorsy things, I've been on the hunt for an actual patio set for our deck out back. It's pretty big, with an upper tier and a lower one, so I'd really like to put them to good use. There's one drawback: those sets are SO expensive! Yikes! But I've got to settle on something because I spent ten years at our old house putting it off, and I regret not having made that space livable and fun while we were there. Lesson learned. I think I may just have to win the lottery, or... look up DIY sets and put my crew to work, which is what I've been doing thanks to Pinterest. You can see my boards here.

I'm just calling this one a complete and total fantastic win for me. =)  Maybe the crust curse is lifting...

I love a man in the kitchen, and usually, I've got several. On this night they were whipping up a Chinese feast for us. We had crab rangoons and egg rolls, among other yummy things. I'm sure my future daughters-in-law will thank me, ha.

Boggle was big for the past few weeks, but Chess has always been a staple here. They bug me to play, but I don't know how, and every time they try to teach me, I remember that I just don't care enough about the game to care. Or pretend to. But I sure do love watching them!  =)

The snow is finally melting here and I plan to take advantage of the warmer air today. I can almost see the ground beneath the clothesline out back, which makes me more giddy than I should admit, and I can see the tops of some plants and shrubs around the yard. Hooray!!!

Now I'm off to walk off some calories from making this ooey-gooey dessert last night. I didn't really want to make it, but someone (it was Ethan) asked so nicely...and how can a Mama refuse that? Go make some and your family will think you're pretty great, too!