Tuesday, July 29, 2014

waiting to exhale

"Hey GRACE, it's been a minute since you've typed us to sleep with one of your weekend recaps"



It has, hasn't it?

Let's rectify that.

Right now.

SO, for the past four weeks Simon has been on night float which I've previously explained is pure hell. Now that it's over I can dust off my rosy spectacles and type things like, "but we make it through" and "we can do difficult things" but there were many evenings of trying to put the kids to bed while Phoebe screamed + screamed and I thought of the next night and the night after that and the night after that and I become more than a little dramatically despondent. God bless Simon's incoming text messages.

But, it's over. And aside from his residency call weekends we only have one more month to endure and then NO MORE. Seriously. Simon won't ever spend the night in a hospital again. Praise the fellowship + real job gods. Glory, we're coming for you.

Why did I tell that backstory? I don't know.

Oh, I guess I'm offering a bit of an explanation as to why the blog may have taken a turn for the worse slash suckville this past month because I like to blog in realtime but I thought best not to in case some bizarre predator was waiting down the road waiting to pounce on night float (HIGHLY unlikely but you know me and my imagination). Anyway, I'm back to mediocreville. Yay.

Here's how the weekend went down ...

Simon and I hit up Six Flags for my birthday ...


We were trying to get a photo with the clouds (they were cool - it was Simon's idea) but obviously ... fail. Simon kept telling me to stop looking like a giraffe. Or was it an ostrich? Either/or. Sorry! Love, Girace

I rode all but one of the (MANY) rollercoasters with my eyes closed and I almost lost my sunglasses (that I bought that morning in case I lost them) on the Batman coaster of doom.

I thought the swings that hoist you up to 23 stories high looked nice and tame but I closed my eyes and said many speed novenas during that ride too. I thought I was more of a (safe) thrill seeker but ... I guess not. Just old.

Also, this was the very first July 25th EVER that I needed a sweater in the afternoon. Where did this summer weather come from? It's incredible slash makes me VERY nervous about another bleeping polar vortex situation this winter that seems well on it's way to starting promptly on the first of September. But summer heat trumps freezing winter weather always and forever. Bring ON the Florida sizzle, seriously.

Also - Simon's sisters came to visit ...


The kids love seeing their aunts and the girls were so kind and generous and babysat the brood while we went out and about one night and dined on fancy things like fried green tomatoes and eco-friendly (Simon got a KICK of of that) vodka and chambord and pineapple juice. I want another one. Or three.

Visitor-of-the-century (really! Simon's talked about making her a plaque or a trophy - engraved with those exact words), Caitlin came (for work but made time for us!) and let us make ourselves comfy at her hotel pool.


The boys -- hated. They just stuck to lego playing the game room. Amphibians they are not. Julia made a friend named Miracle (I still can't decide if Simon is telling me the truth or not) while she LOVED walking (not swimming) around the shallow end of the indoor pool. I found a suit at Target that I couldn't resist for Phoebe (we do have a family reunion next week - she will totally rock it there, too) and thought it might be a little big seeing as how she is 3 months young and the smallest size they had was 9 months but no.

It fit like glove.

And she had a blast.

Allow me to allow you to share in her joy ...







The alternative would've been screaming + crying + general hate so three cheers for unenthused fourth borns.

And I think that about covers it.

You want another one next week? Every d'tail of the family reunion?

You got it!
You got it ALL.

Saturday, July 26, 2014

framers

We've lived in our house for three years (time flies! time drags!) and our walls are still pretty bare. Excuses? None, really except that my eye for design and interior aesthetics is completely blind and methinks faking the minimalistic look is better than slapping together a terribly curated gallery wall. I don't mind the bareness but I've always felt a little bit guilty that the only photos of the kids are Instagram magnets on the fridge.

And then Minted had pity on my decor challenged soul and offered to help me put together a framed Father's Day gift for Simon. I happily bit.


(It's HUGE, which I love because it takes up an entire wall)

Except I may have put the order in a leedle bit late and after many cryptic hints Simon asked if he was getting spices cameled in from the Middle East because I took way too long to pick all the photos. Oops.

But Minted doesn't just do photographs they also have a HUGE selection of really cool art by independent artists.

I loved this one (to be part of my future and perfectly curated gallery wall - ONE DAY) ...


But for now it shall adorn my dresser in Theo's room (our life is so complicated).

Because I'm a mom at heart (and in real life!) I think my very favorite of it all are the bevy of nursery and kid's prints. Some can be personalized but I had to pick a winner for all ...


Get it? I know you do.

And I came thisclose to ordering Christmas cards last year but I really think I'm going to get it together and roll with Minted this year ... hold me to it, PLEASE.

And now for the best news of all ... Minted is giving one of you lucky, lucky people a $500 credit to spend any way you wish. The only catch is that you have to show me how you spend your winnings after you win. Fine, you don't - but I'd love it if you would. I spent many an hour poring over their site and it'd be fun to see what you pick.

BEST OF LUCK.

(oh! and please make sure your Rafflecopter email is an email you check on a regular basis! I hate having to move onto another winner after I don't hear back from the original)

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Friday, July 25, 2014

the struggle was really real

In case you were wanting to feel better about your pre-pubescent years, in honor of Flashback Friday (still a thing? people seem to be all up on the Throwback Thursday business), and recycling I present to you ... clueless Grace at age 10.




She was genuinely confused when everyone asked if she was missing her two front teeth? Oh no, these are them.

SMILE.

I know I've posted it before but Julia and I were clicking around old photos recently when stopped at this one.

I told her this was me a long, long time ago and she just stared for a long time and then finally said, "wow, Grace." Sebastian walked up and asked about the toys in, "that girl's mouth."

I know.

Yes, two front teeth - not missing some rogue front middle tooth. But I had an expansion plate (I hope they don't use those anymore! painful!) and it most certainly took it's job seriously. Teeth and nose expanded. And expanded. And expanded.

The story has a happy ending and my teeth look slightly less ... THAT these days but the road was long and slightly scary.

Happy Friday to you and yours. Happy thirty-something to me.
Thanks for indulging my little trek down the happiest of memory lanes.
Now go have yourself a rowdy weekend and drink something strong for me.

CHEERS.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

all the ladies in the place


well, just us.


and us again.

I recently discovered Winter Water Factory and all of their gorgeous soft organic cotton goods. Amazing. Julia and Sebastian share the vast majority of their clothing with each other (and sometimes Theo if the laundry situation is dire - which is not infrequent) and so the dress she's wearing is a breath of feminine air that is casual enough to wear every single day. Phoebe is rocking a little romper (size 3 months - should've gone with 6 for obvious reasons, tiny dancer she is not) and Grace is donning a t-shirt that clings to no love handles and holds its shape beautifully wash after wash. Nothing worse than your favorite tee turned croppy after one date with the machine.

They're giving away $150 to their shop over on my Instagram account right now. Get it.

What else, WHAT else ? ...

She's my biggest blog crush for a reason. Lady B killed it, once again.

See anything about Miss Idaho floating around the internet, lately?


My new and sole claim to fame is that she's my cousin. After she won and the #showmeyourpump buzz Simon said, "she'll be on Good Morning America - I promise" and oh, there it IS.  Always right, that Simone. We're all disappointed that she won't be able to make it to the family reunion next week but now she won't be intimidated by me at the pool in my full coverage tankini + board shorts. J to the K. But really, I hope you'll e-cheer her on in the Miss America Pageant. I'll let you know when that goes down so you don't miss it.

So, I accidentally (really! a random comment on Instagram - the rudest) read a Bachelorette spoiler and I'll never get over it. Well, maybe I will. But I still can't wait for Monday's finale. My guess is that someone voluntarily leaves early but I'm generally always wrong. We'll see. Hit up Jones and Sharleen for the best recappage in all of the land.

And I think I'll stop there for today.

Have a pleasant afternoon.




New blog trick. I'm only 6 years behind the curve.