so behind

1st: thank you for all the happy day wishes yesterday. one day that 4 will have a 0 behind it. dear God. i'll be so old. elderly even.

2nd: i. am. so. behind. i've got loads & loads of pictures to show. several recipes to post (to the food blog). stories. milestones. laundry. dishes. projects. etc etc etc.

3rd: i fed the husband doctored up cous cous & cresent rolls filled with Kraft singles & bologna for dinner last night. i think he may have side eyed my culinary prowess but kindly said nothing.
i tell you this only to let you know how seriously behind i really am. and how tired.

so, so tired.

anyway- lets start with pictures. pictures are fun & everybody enjoys them? right? YES YOU DO!

Current Loves:
1. my new handpainted locket




do you see that? a perfect little log cabin & a sweet weeping cherry tree.
i request. she delivered. it's my life in a locket. i love it.

i'm not a big jewelry fan- but i adore lockets. and these round antique lockets are oh so fun.
i'm stoked that even when we one day move from our home (to hawaii of course) i can pop open my locket & reminisce.

locket: khara ledonne on etsy

2. my new sloth necklaces:






i've been over my love for sloths. i hover between utter fascination & complete obsession. if someone walked up to me on the street & offered me a sloth, i would say YES GIVE HIM TO ME NOW! no questions asked. he would be mine & i would plant a tree in my house for him & i would love him forever.

i adore them.

so the husband (aware that our anniversary was approaching) wisely snooped around on my Pinterest page & spotted a pin i'd made.
he then went through the "hassle" of registering for an Etsy account & ordering me, not 1, but 2 of these lovelies.

when i opened the last night- i squeed. gah! sloths for me! hooray!
again- i usually stay away from jewelry- but come on? these are beyond presh. i'm wearing the 1st one right now.

sloth necklace: mary mary handmade on etsy
(there is a mamma & bebe sloth one that i die for. but tis' only 1 bebe & i haz 2. booo.)

What She They Wore:
there are times when i squeeze my eyes shut & wish for limitless funds.
most of these times are when i am surrounded by the most perfect little girls clothes.
i want this one. and that one. and those over there. gimme gimme now. all of it!

so then i am forced to whip out my credit card & pretend that i have limitless funding available to me. HOORAY! I AM RICH! LET THE MONEY FLOW FROM MY POCKETS LIKE WATER! i will adorn my daughters in the finest linens!

...and then i kick myself when i view my online statement on the 30th. damnit.
but it's ok- because they look oh so cute.





farm frock: Isabel Garreton (via Gilt)
shoes: Toke






when i spotted this top at the consignment store i knew i had to have it. it is one of the most perfect little things ever. if i could make her wear it everyday i would.
i think the bloomers are a perfect summer pairing & she had on these adorable pink wedges:



but we traded them out for the Crocs because she loves them so.
and speaking of the Crocs- $30 for rubber shoes = insanity. but i snagged these ones for $12.99 at Marshall's. score.

swing top: thrifted (Hawaii made)
bloomers: babyGap
shoes: Crocs (via Marshall's)
wedges: 7 For All Mankind




polka dot onesie: Target
doxie top: Gymboree
love onesie: Ralph Lauren
skirt: gift
hello there onesie: babyGap



alex:
top: Target
pants: Target

brynn:
romper: Tea Collection
bib: Apple Tree Boutique

A Smattering of Photos:
4th of July


































(can't decide which edit i prefer...you?)




recap:
- the girls
- daddy
- mommy
- in laws
- cousin Jameson
- the dogs (max, cessna & axel)
- coconut tres leches cake

more? perhaps.
too much? perhaps.

do you want coconut cake now? perhaps.

have a fabulous weekend friends.

4 years ago

on a sweltering July afternoon when the pastor asked me if i would, i was all like "sure! why not?"



4 years & 2 kids later, i still find socks next to the hamper & dishes next to the dishwasher.
i'm clueless about the irrational anger towards video games & the inability to clean his hair out of the bathroom sink still baffles me.

but it's all good. i still love him.

flashback friday

miss alexis praise



09.24.09

miss brynn everly



12.10.10

"are you two sisters?" - this should never be a question.

have an awesome 4th of July weekend.

road rage

i am what some might consider an "aggressive driver"

i have, on more than one occasion, ridden the ass of a speed limit abiding citizen; all the while gesturing furiously at them from the safety of my vehicle.

i have also passed someone on a double yellow simply because if i stayed behind them for another mile i was liable to consider doing unspeakable things to them.

but road rage towards other humans is not what i'm here to discuss today.
no- it's road rage towards a few of God's creatures. mainly, chipmunks.

just in case you're not from planet earth & have no idea what a chipmunk is- here is a nifty little diagram:



ok?

what. the. hell. is wrong with chipmunks?!?!

why do they want to die so bad? why do they seemingly have no desire to live & frolick & stuff their cheeks with nuts???

why do they dart out from the side of the road, at the very last second, causing you to either:
a. slam on your brakes so hard that you fear you've just voided your car's warranty

b. kill. them. dead.

i'm not entirely sure- but i think i might have an idea.
this is what i imagine a chipmunk's brain looks like:



so simple, yet ominously kamikaze.

i suspect that they hole up in their underground lairs trying to decide on a time where they will show the world their agenda by making us kill them (...what?)

and they must have decided the time is now. the summer of 2011.
because so far this month i've killed no less than 5 chipmunks. 5!!!

before June 2011 i had a pretty clean record.

- 1 weasel
- 2 squirrels
- 1 chipmunk
- 1 bird

not bad for 9 years on the road.
but horrifically, that list is getting bigger & bigger thanks to chipmunk population control (this is the only explaination that makes any sense)

my latest casualty was yesterday afternoon. after a quick stop at Target (which may or may not have had me driving in a haze of euphoria) i was headed towards home as i saw a chipmunk dash across the road.

thankfully (or so i thought) i was far enough away that he had more than enough time to make it across to safety. yay! happy chipmunk. happy me.

but as i got closer i clearly witnessed him stop. turn. and then dash BACK across the road & throw himself under my tires.



omg.

i felt the telltale thump & when i looked in my rearview mirror i saw the carnage i had left in my wake.
thankfully he was really dead because there was no twitching or attempting to get up.
(those are the worst hit & runs because you feel like you should stop & help, but come on. it's a freaking chipmunk who was clearly bent on ending his/her life. totes not your fault)

i admit, the Target haze did help soothe the guilt i felt- but still.
i'm sure chipmunks are supposed to die at some point- that's the circle of life after all.
but i don't think my 3 ton vehicle is legitimately part of that circle of life.

that spot is reserved for gary cat (who has been on his own murderous spree & has been depositing dead things on our back porch, every night, for the past several months...including chipmunks)

anyway. i got home a few minutes later & declared to myself that i'd be even more dilligent to watch out for suicidal chipmunks.
but as i stepped out of the car, i spotted a chipmunk (with adorably stuffed cheeks) sitting not even 2 feet away & judging by his very visual thoughts, i realized that my efforts to save the lives of chipmunks is futile:



eff me.

that whole "thou shalt not murder" commandment doesn't include chipmunks- does it?

(all pictures via google & enhanced by me)