Wednesday, May 16, 2012

A 60th Soiree

Everyone has that family that is not related to you, but they kinda are because they've been around forever and you grew up close to each other and you borrowed each other's stuff and the kids are all the same ages.  (For the record, I think we borrowed way more stuff than actually loaned out.)  Well, I have a family like that and I just love the stuffing out of them.  This weekend, Heidi (the daughter) threw her mom a surprise birthday party.  Well, her sons and husband were involved too, but being the only other girl in the family, she did all the sweat-work.  I soooo get that.  

The party was awesome!!!


This party had all the elements that are needed for a great party (in my opinion): fun and chill people, a killer location, and creative details that made everyone ooo and aaa.  I think that's called a trifecta.  I loved this party so much, and I wasn't hosting, so I took a ton of pictures.  Most of the night, I was seen doing this:



Luckily, I have a blog to display all these pictures.  It's taken a lot of time to choose, edit, and post these pictures, and I hope everyone enjoys them as much as I do.  I'm first going to say a little something about the party details.


First, there was the food.  There were a few salty snacks, but the main food that was served was cupcakes.  Everyone knows that cupcakes are so hot right now, and we all know why.  They are so cute.  These are my cupcakes that I brought.


Heidi asked several of the friends (who wanted to help) to make 2 dozen cupcakes each and bring them.  We got to choose which ones we wanted to make.  That way, we had tons of different flavors to choose from.  Which proved to be difficult because it was hard to choose which ones we wanted.  Luckily, I attacked the cupcake table in a group of 4 people, so we each got one bite of a few different ones.  

Heidi is a graphic designer, so she made cute little menus for the cupcakes and the bar.  For the bar, she served cokes, bottled water, beer, and one featured cocktail called The Divine Deb.  It's a little something she made up the night before the party.


When guests walked up to the party, they walked into the covered porch area where the bar was.  Everyone was given a shot of vodka and a drink and within minutes we had a bunch 50 and 60 year-olds drunk off their faces.  Not really.  Not at all.  Everyone kept it classy and no one drank too much.  I'm pretty sure.


The bar and the bartenders were the first things that I saw and the party could have stopped there because it was so cute and fun.  That guy and that girl.  That's my high school Sunday school teacher who laughs at everything I say and that's Heidi, kinda like a sister.  We laugh at everything each other says.  

The cocktail had mint and lemons in it, which is what is in the picture.  The ingredients for the cocktail doubled as simple decorations.  Love it!

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Ok, so let's talk about the house.  Elise (the hostess) told us that we could look around anywhere we wanted to.  I've heard her house is adorable, so I was eager to do that.  But, if I'm ever in your house, then beware.  If I'm given permission to "look around," then I assume that I can take tons of pictures and post them on my blog and look in closets and make myself very much at home.  Home, Sweet Home:


Isn't that sign so precious?  Awesome.  Perfect.  Colorful.  Are you asking yourself what it is?  It's broken plates and some white filler stuff.  She made it herself.  Deb makes them too.  They used to make them as presents.  One Christmas they made street numbers for everyone.  (101 Awesome Street got a cute "101" to in colors to match the house.)  I'm so doing this for my home and maybe for people for Christmas.  



My mom and I looked around the house.  Well, really, we walked around and took notice of everything.  My mom kept telling me, "take a picture of ____.  I need to remember that!"  We picked up on the details and took note.  

The picture above is of a cute room, but what we really loved was that wire basket of loose pictures.  What a great idea and conversation starter.  My mom and I are both looking for wire baskets now.  You should too.  Add this picture to your Pinterest right now and don't forget to do it.  It's a great idea.


Oh, lookie-there.  Loose pictures again.  This time, they are stacked in two baskets.  Why are we all filing away our pictures that we've printed.  I want to put them out for all to browse.  


My mom LOVED the dining room and sun room beside it.  I think she almost had a seizure in there.  I couldn't take enough pictures of that room for her.  We both loved the simple center piece on the formal dining room.  A cute hand towel with three vases of greenery.  Simply perfect.


My mom is a huge fan of plates on the wall, so of course she loved this.  The plates are interesting, cool, and unperfectly perfect when it comes to size and balance.  Why put china on the wall?  Go crazy.  Life is short.  Use fun, wild plates.


What a perfect place to get a mother-daughter picture.  Especially when our shirts match the room.  Oh, it's like twinky-cute.  Ding.

  
The picture above is a perfect example of the cool pieces of furniture she had and the little vignettes that went with them.  I love the combo of cool furniture and sweet vignettes.  There is an art to them, and I'm not sure what the key is.


I decided that her kitchen was my dream kitchen.  The cabinet doors were simple, with less fuss to wipe down.  The counter was flush with the subway tile back splash.  The stainless steel appliances went well with the counters.


The lighting was bright and warm.  The room was simple and natural, which let the accessories make the noise.  Note to self: get an aqua kettle.


The upstairs was very cute too, but I only grabbed one picture.  Of their master bathtub.  See, this is what happens when I'm given all-access permission to "look around."  I showed the hostess this picture, and told her that I had to move a pink razor out of the picture.  She told me it was leftover from a big girl slumber party her daughter had.  I told her I was probably putting this on my blog.  All those frames leaned up against the side like that-it makes that impressive bathtub into something warm and inviting.  Personal touches do that.  

  
Off the kitchen was this little screened in porch area.  That is one thing that our house doesn't have right now: outdoor living space.  We miss it and hope to have it again one day.  For now, I'm just enjoying other peoples spaces.  My favorite thing about this space was the ceiling.  IT doesn't show up great in the picture, but take my word for it, it was painted such a wonderful shade of aqua.


When looking around at all her pictures, I noticed this frame.  The photographs seem a little bit old, or at least not current.  All the pictures are jumping pictures and I thought that was nothing but good ole fun.  Jumping pictures, they're not just for today's teenagers.  They're old school.  Rad.


The last, and most important part of the party was the people that were there.  I took tons of pictures of groups of people, but I'm not sure if they would like it if they were posted here.  So, I'm just posting a picture of the family.  There's Deb in the aqua and her daughter, Heidi, in the black top.  The blond is her daughter-in-law.  The back row are her sons and husband.  This family is like an extension of my own family and I just love them.   Their friends, their attitude, their attention to detail made for one festive night!

Monday, May 14, 2012

This Week's Menu

Things have been a little busy around here and I haven't had time or energy to form a post.  I've done it a few times in my head, but getting it on the screen takes another step.  I hope that I get to do that today.  Oh, how I love doing that.  

For now, I'm just posting our little weekly menu.  This is something I like to do on Sunday nights, but I watched the Survivor Finale last night.  All.Three.Hours.  It was great!

Below is a picture of some cupcakes that I made for a very great party.  More on that later!


Pesto meatballs, brown rice, green beans
Pesto pasta, bread
Turkey avocado sandwiches, chips & salsa
Salmon, roasted potatoes, zucchini
Bean and bacon soup 

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Fern, 6 Months

Well, I knew that having a girl would be fun and special, but I had no idea that she would just melt our little hearts.  There is something special about a mother having a daughter (and a father having a son).  I don't know exactly how to word it, but it's there.  It's something about having something shared.  Girls will be girls and boys will be boys and it's nice to "be" with your child.  

I wish I could make sense of what I'm trying to say, but everything is coming out wrong.  Everything seems to have a tone that I like Fern more than Burl, and that is definitely not the case.  Even typing that on the screen hurts my mom-heart a little.  There are no favorites, just differences.  And it is different with a daughter.


The whole house seems to swoon and talk in a higher-pitched, sweeter tone when we talk to her.  Or even about her.  A few attributes about her have made her a little bit more precious.  First, she's little, or "wittle" is what we really say.  This is something a little different for me.  For Burl's height and weight, he never came below the 70th percentile.  He's suppose to be 6'3" when he finishes growing.  He was always huge, which I adored about him.  When Fern was born, she weighed 9 lbs, 14 ounces, and I was sure I could only make large people.  But over the months, she's grown, but not at the rate that Burl did.  The past few times we've been to the doctor, Fern has been in the 25-40th percentile for weight and height.  My jaw almost hit the floor one time.  I convinced myself that I wasn't feeding her enough-I even asked the doctor, but he assured me that she was very healthy and asked if she was happy?  Happy?  Oh yeah.  It's just that she weighs the same at six months that Burl weighed at two months.  Because she's so wittle, we still just see her as this precious thing that needs extra care and attention and doting.  Oh, how we all dote on her!  



The second little attribute that makes her special are her outfits.  With Burl, I kept it simple-just a cute color combination of onesies and shorts.  With Fern, I'm loving all the girl clothes.  My mom and I have finally gotten into a good rhythm of liking the same things (or finding some common ground where our tastes overlap), which means she's constantly bringing over cute little outfits.  On this day, I put on this bubble suit that my mom got.  I love all these warm weathered clothes.  They expose so much skin for me to touch and feel and kiss and love on.  Even though most of the world thinks babies' feet are the cutest, I adore the shoulders.  Oh, they are so soft and kissable and when she's wearing things like this, kisses she gets!


John and I have looked at these few pictures about 100 times.  The first word that we say is "soft," because that's what she is.  Soft.  That's who she is.  Soft.  And soft is the perfect word to describe the life when one is lucky enough to have a baby.  I'm pretty sure that when she's grown, I'm going to see these pictures and remember.  I'm going to remember how soft and sweet baby Fern was.  For now, I plan on kissing and hugging and snuggling her so that I can imprint in my brain the memory of just how special it is to have a baby Fern.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

A Balanced Weekend.

I would like to dedicate this post to Super Moon.  Super Moon: You made an appearance in the sky that was grand and I almost let out a howl, but then I got a little mad at you because you looked like a blurry sunset in my pictures.  However, I had a change of heart.  When I gave up on getting the shot, I forgave you and stood in wonder and amazement and just how grand this universe is.


This past weekend was really nice.  Or for me, at least.  Poor John spent most of Saturday working on the ceiling.  I helped him for 2.6 minutes and was complaining of arm cramps and severe pain.  I'm just too delicate for some things.  Yeah, that's it.  

Saturday morning, John sensed that I needed a little time to myself.  He told me to go and do whatever I wanted to do.  His exact words were, "take your time."  Being the submissive wife that I am, I left him with a napping Fern and an eager-to-work Burl.  


And I went on an adventure.  Guess what I did?  I did the stand-up board on the river.  Not.  I just sat on the sidelines and took pictures of random people doing adventurous things.  It's kind of the same thing.  



The picture above is from my morning by myself.  That is my survival kit.  My bag of tricks.  It contained a book, a journal, a camera and lenses, a nice pen, a water bottle, and $400.  Well, give or take or take a few 100's.  I've got a few things to say about my time by myself, but that's for a later post.  

 

By the time I got back home, I was refreshed and my supermom powers were back to full force.  John and I both worked on projects.  He was pretty focused, while I piddled between every step of my burlap project.  Pin it.  Check my phone.  Sew it.  Check the computer.  Cut it.  Make a cup of decaf.  After 3 1/2 hours of nap time, we decided to wake those kids up!  


After dinner, we decided to go on a mini-family-adventure.  We took the kids to get yogurt.  Well, we took ourselves to get yogurt and let the kids come along.  Little back story:  Before we left, we told Burl that we were going to go on an adventure and he got excited and started trying to get in the double stroller like we were going for a walk in our neighborhood.  Bless his heart.  We told him that we weren't going on a walk, instead we were going for ice cream.  He threw both hands up and said "Yeah!"
    

Well, the ice cream, aka frozen yogurt, was a family hit.  So much for waiting until Fern turns one to give her sugar.  Sista loved her some Sweet Cici's.  

We were able to grab a family picture before leaving.  Lucky for us, the bumble bee family stopped right behind us.  The entire family was dressed in yellow and black, which to me is interesting.  If I'm going to dress my family in the same colors (which I'm not), yellow and black would not be my top choice.  Oh well, to each his own.


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To be honest, if those little yellow shorts were any shorter, we would have had our own little Super Moon right there on the sidewalk.  That'swhatI'mtalkin'about.

This post would not be complete if I didn't mention that we started watching Downton Abby.  Why has no one ever mentioned this cute little series?  Kidding.  Everyone was right-that is such a fun show!  After watching a few episodes, it had me writing a few letters, hoping to get some in return, and really enjoy cleaning the little offices that I clean on the weekend.  Like, I have this cleaning job and I usually dread it, but this time I really enjoyed it.  Also, after 3 days, I think that I've finally learned to call it Downton, not Downtown.  

Between working, adventuring, and getting some down time, I can say that this past weekend was perfectly balanced.
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