Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Take Me Away

Sometimes I get a crazy whim to go somewhere. Somewhere old and cultured. Somewhere beautiful and alluring.
I cannot now. There is too much riding on my shoulders. Being a wife, a mother, a student. My life calls me home.

A Room With a View was on Masterpiece by the BBC a few months ago. I stored it on my DVR for a day, like today, when I needed an escape. The cinematography was stunning. The story was powerful. And I got to visit Florence, Italy.

A Room With A View

Another movie that transported me was Marie Antoinette with Kirsten Dunst as the heroine. The sets and costuming were fantastical. My eyes did not know where to rest with the alarming pinks and blues and golds dancing on the screen. I thought Dunst did an admirable job with the role. And look at those French pastries...

Marie Antoinette

Tuesday, July 29, 2008

"A House Needs a Grandma In It."

Louisa May Alcott said, "A house needs a Grandma in it."

It was true for us. See?

So, thankfully, Grandma and Grandpa came to save the day (or the weekend...whichever...)

Can I say something about this lady? This is my mother-in-law. She is fantastic. She is vivacious and silly and honest and doesn't expect a thing out of you but love.

Like, take my house for example. It is messy...I'd even venture to say that it's dirty right now. I mean, the laundry room? ick. So, Grandma comes and I didn't have time to do much about the lack of clean around here. What with my straggler Psychology final exam landing on the day of their arrival and these children that suck me dry (in the cutest way possible, mind you).

So my house was ish-y and she didn't even bat her eyes. She just said, "Don't worry! I don't care!" and gingerly stepped around the mess. The thing is, she really didn't care! How's that for a new breed of mother-in-law?

So yeah, I love her.

Gramps and Beck played Play-Doh. Why is Play-Doh spelled so weird? I always have to look at the box when I'm writing that word. What ever happened to "dough?"

Grandma and I broke away from the messy madness one afternoon and went to some shops in the historic district. I loved this finger puppets sign. Very sweet. These finger puppets are intricate little things. There was Buddha, Mozart, Jane Austen, Cleopatra, Chopin and Abe Lincoln to name a few. So so cute. I think the Nutcracker Ballet set was my favorite, though.

I do believe Miss Alcott's words rang true for us this weekend. Evie looks much more content with Gram in the picture, don't you think?

To Market, To Market

Gramma and Gramps B. came in town for a long weekend. One rainy morning was dedicated to the joys of the city Farmer's Market. The oldest Farmer's Market West of the Mississippi - Oh lala!
Grandpa, who is an old Texan to the bone, woke up at the crack of dawn thinking that we'd be too late for the market if we left any time after 8 am. I assured him, "No. Settle your horses, Mister. This is a city-folk Farmer's Market. It starts at 8 and ends at 5 pm." Us city slickers aren't much into early mornings. That settled him down real quick.
Gramps moves kind of slow at this point. And Beck moves terribly fast. The tortoise and the hare found a few moments of equilibrium. Beck was fascinated with the tennis balls on Grandpa's walker.
Here's a shot of Gram picking up some savory goat cheese at a stand there. She loves goat cheese; I don't. I'll taker her word on it that it was delightful.
I can tell you that the hot ham & cheese on croissant I got from this bakery stand was melty and yummy, though. The French Onion soup was pretty criminal too...

They got tired... Gram bought them a fresh pastry from the French pastry lady who bakes all her things fresh upstairs. That made them satisfied; lip-smacks, finger-licks and all.


More Yum.

Don't ya just love a good Farmer's Market?

Sunday, July 27, 2008

So This Is Love

You know that song from Disney's Cinderella, "So this is love...Mmmm, Mmmm"?
Sadly (but also, happily) I literally found myself singing that to myself after my first bite of this thing:

This, ladies and gent (I think there's only one guy that reads this...), is a Pecan Crispy. I know, it looks sort of unappetizing in this cell phone photo but I was so enamoured that I had to get a picture of the beauty before I devoured it.

I think it is a cinnamon roll dough flattened and topped with pecans and brown sugar; which caramelizes when baked. It is crispy and flaky and caramel-y and it is sitting directly on my hips as we speak.

So, you must forgive Ms. Crispy for being un-photogenic because she is completely delicious.

The Good, The Bad, and The Musical

We saw Miss Saigon on stage tonight. It was an outdoor theatre.

Good things about an outdoor theatre: fresh air, ambiance, real helicopters involved in the play (yes, there was an actual flying helicopter in it!)
Bad things about an outdoor theatre: you sweat, the people beside you sweat and you get rained out...
We experienced all tonight.

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Wednesday, July 23, 2008

Walk It Out

A nearly four mile walking trail near a lake and bountiful parks has been the destination of myself and beeb's for the last couple evenings. I get my workout in (pushing nearly 65 lbs of person can work up a sweat pretty darn fast) and the munchies get a change of scenery. Great fun for all.
Beck: "Mommy...I'm tired."
Me: "Honey," (huff, huff) "I'm much more..." (puff) "tired than you are." (gasp for breath) "Believe me."
Beck: Heaves a huge sigh and pops another Smartie into his mouth.
What a poor little unfortunate soul. Being forced to ride in his cushy stroller seat and gaze at blue waters as the slight breeze caresses his hair.
Evie: "Uh-oh, Mom!"
Me: "Shush!" (GASP)
Evie: "Oh, Mommy...Baby!"
Me: "Evie, hush it!" (Wiping the sweat from my brow)
Evie: "Mama! My Baby!"
Me: Turning to see Bible Baby faaaar back on the trail in grave danger of being thumped by a speeding bicycle rider. "UGH!" We whip back around and backtrack to retrieve Bible. Evie is happy and smiling, munching on another Smartie.
Evie: "Thanks mom." Sweet Smartie laden smile.
Beck & Evie (intermittently): Waving, pointing, "HI DAD!" At any strange man over 6 foot with brown hair passing on the other side of the path.
Me: (Blushing) "Baby, that's not daddy." Embarrassed smile.

Pieces of Me

See my flickr badge?
Here's what ya do to make one of your own.

Type your answer to each of the questions below into Flickr search, using only the first page, choose your favorite image, copy and paste each of the URL’s into the mosaic maker (3 columns, 4 rows).

The questions:
1. What is your first name?
2. What is your favorite food?
3. What high school did you attend?
4. What is your favorite color?
5. Who is your celebrity crush?
6. Favorite drink?
7. Dream vacation?
8. Favorite dessert?
9. What do you want to be when you grow up?
10.What do you love most in life?
11. One word to describe you.
12. Your Flickr name.

Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Monday, July 21, 2008

Morning Glory Muffins

Morning Glory Muffins:
2 c. flour
1 1/4 c. sugar
2 t. baking soda
2 t. cinnamon
1/4 t. salt
2 c. shredded carrots
1/2 c. craisins
1/2 c. chopped walnuts
1/2 c. flaked coconut
1 apple - peeled, cored and shredded
3 eggs
1 c. vegetable oil
2 t. vanilla
1 T. flaxseed meal

Grease or line muffin cups and preheat oven to 350 degrees.

Mix flour, sugar, baking soda, flax meal, cinnamon and salt in a bowl.

Stir in carrots, craisins, nuts, coconut and apple.

Looks yummy already, right?

In separate bowl beat eggs, oil and vanilla. Stir egg mix into flour mix until just moistened. Scoop into muffin tin.

Bake at 350 for 15 minutes.

Makes 12 (maybe more) muffins.

Okay, these are delicious!!!

Mama Mia!

I saw Mama Mia! the movie last weekend. Fabulous.

So fun, so girly, so delicious.

Okay, it's set in Greece so the scenery is beautiful. The leading ladies are gorgeous (Meryl Streep and Amanda Seyfried). The music was such a fun throw-back.

Is there ever a scene in a movie that just makes you want to cry? Not because it is breaking your heart but because there is something in there that just resonates with who you are and where you're at in life? may sound stupid, but I had one of those moments during the "Dancing Queen" number. All the women throwing down their obligatory chores and busting out in spontaneous dance. It just got me!

I wanna be the Dancing Queen!

Friday, July 18, 2008

Frivolous Friday

Mr. B. and I have a summer TV obsession and that would be So You Think You Can Dance? We both [not so] secretly wish we were dancers.

Do you watch? Who do you love?

If you don't watch, at least take a look at these three dances that I found on youtube. Especially the last one, Imagine. Completely breathtaking.

Bleeding Love:

No Air:


Thursday, July 17, 2008

Can Ya Blame Me?

I'm sort of obsessed with beach homes at the moment. Can you blame me? If it weren't for the hurricanes, a beach home would be my ideal dream residence.
What would be your dream setting for your dream home?

Beach front home in Nova Scotia.

I have been consuming "beachy books" like nothing else since I've finished my Summer semester. Interested? Check my book blog for reviews.

The Insatiable Reader

Jelly Man Kelly

I remember this James Taylor skit on Sesame Street from when I was a toddler. Now my kids love it too.

We sing it when I load the dishwasher and make PB&J sandwiches.

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Today Dazzles

Just a few shots of my day thus far:

A busy bee at the butterfly bush.

A splash of fuchsia. Mr. B.'s pick for the garden.

White Gladiolas like proud, Southern ladies.

Teddy contemplating in the shade.

Orange pedicures just scream "summertime!"

Puppy kisses and a bikini.


Tuesday, July 15, 2008

An All American Day

We met Grandma Honey and Auntie Boogie (yet another nick-name Beck has dubbed) at a local historical farm attraction. It turned out to be a sticky, educational, silly, fun day.

Clydesdale horse in her crisp, white barn.

Hot Dogs and Polka Dots.

Gramma Honey, Beck, Auntie Boogie and Evie on the open-air tram.
A magestic Clydesdale and her colt.

I jumped at the chance to pet mama Clydesdale...Evie ducked.

Historic Homestead.

Beck checking out a huuuuuge turtle.

Just a couple of All-American girls.