Ok, so I know I have mentioned how hot is here right now, but dang. It is meltingly, oppressively, stick your head in a bucket of ice hot. I simply cannot believe that just a couple years ago I was very (very, very) pregnant in this heat. All you pregnant-in-the-summer mamas know what I am saying. Pineapple coconut sorbet to the rescue! I have to admit that ice cream and other frozen treats are not my usual go-to sweet things—I am a cookie girl—but at this time of year something cold and yummy is a necessity just to survive (am I being too dramatic? No, I don’t think I am). I have seen other versions of this really easy recipe (it is so easy that to even call it a “recipe” is misleading), but I have super simplified it for the lazy easygoing days of summer when more than two steps standing […]
My husband just does not understand my love for baskets and bins. They are cute and useful, and when you live in a tiny apartment with a munchkin and all of her rogue toys, they become sanity savers. At least, that is how I see it. My question is, why the heck are they so pricey? It never fails that every time I find a basket that I love, I glance at the price tag and slowly slide it back on the shelf. I guess when I win the lottery, I know what I will spend my millions on (Reporter: “What are going to do with your winnings?” Me: “To Anthropologie to buy all the baskets!”). Honestly though, this is how I developed some craftiness to begin with. There is something really satisfying about creating something pretty and utilitarian. Plus, I get to personalize it and sometimes even reuse something instead […]
What do you mean it’s not summer? Well, here in Central Florida the days start out hot and end up muggy, so I am declaring an early jump on bikinis, big floppy hats, and fruity cocktails meant to be sipped on the beach. There is no way I am waiting for June 20th. My husband happens to have spent a majority of his working life as a bartender, so I may have a little more affection for the aesthetics of my drinks. I definitely drink with my eyes first. As much as I enjoy popping a little paper umbrella in my drink and pretending I’m in Blue Hawaii, I much prefer my cocktail garnishes to actually do something; I like to use fruit, herbs, and the occasion vegetable that plays well with other flavors. We normally like to drink something fizzy and crisp when we are by the pool or at the […]
The days around here have been…challenging recently. My sweet one year old is quickly approaching two, and she is developing all of the opinions to match. Every silly toddler parent joke makes so much more sense now. She really did melt down today because I gave her milk—the milk she asked for. I stood there, just looking at her, not sure of how to respond while she threw herself down on the ottoman in a dramatic fashion that would color any Disney princess impressed: one arm flung forward, the other crooked with her face buried into her elbow. Sometimes I think about when, exactly, did the new baby smell wear off? What were we doing the last time I inhaled that sweet scent? I would have lingered a little longer. I remember chubby baby legs and squishy little hands. I remember toothless grins and wispy hair. You know what I don’t really […]
There is just something about a classic felt bow sitting in wispy toddler hair that makes my heart go kaboom. I am a big fan of simple, timeless kid style, and a nice little bow is high on my list of things that give me cartoon heart eyes. Admittedly, my daughter, Vi, doesn’t have an ultra-girly wardrobe. I’m not a fan of pink, poofiness, or the flowery graphics that seem to be eve-ry-where on toddler girl clothes. However, I am a fan of bows. Lots and lots of bows. My favorites are the super simple ones—the ones that look like they could have been plucked from any little girls’ head in the last century. Maybe that is the appeal? A bow with a story. I also love a little modern twist: a pattern or a color that brings it right into 2016. So when I saw this groovy felt, I […]
Do you ever stop in a moment and look around you, suddenly realizing what magic is taking place? Last Sunday my little Vi—a toddler whose only home includes an elevator ride up to our 740 square feet—got to race down rows and rows of blueberry bushes. I watched her pluck blueberries off the branches and pop them into her mouth, again and again and again. Vi was born into a world that is sleek and clean, all plastic and metal casings. Automatic sanitization and intangible music. Robotic vacuums and televisions on refrigerators. As much as our world offers in the way of access to technology, medical advancement, and scientific understanding, it lacks something. There is hollowness in a life spent in front of a screen, to hands most familiar with the cold smoothness of plastic. It feels like a belly of spun sugar. I want more: warmth, dirt, danger, and fullness. […]
I want to help you create a life that is happier, better, and more like the life projected behind your eyes. Starting this blog has been written in my heart for a long time, but it just never seemed like the right time. Now that I am a mom, a working mom trying to hustle my writing into a career, I am determined to start piecing together my own puzzle. I’m a pretty simple girl: I create things for people I love. I like to share. I like words—my favorite is “crisp” followed closely by “lovely.” I want to build a colorful life filled with passionate people who aren’t afraid to use every crayon in the box. I love my wily toddler. I am sarcastic and sometimes inappropriate…but you get me, right? My happiness philosophy? Create. Love. Add a little honey.