Soap, punk rock, and a baby

I've been trying to write this post since Monday. Yes, it's Thursday Wednesday of the following week now and I still can't seem to write anything worth posting. *sigh*

So maybe I'll just get to the point? We traveled to Oregon last weekend before last to visit our new nephew, see a punk rock show, and Julian made soap with my mom.

There.

But, seriously, how boring is that? Pretty boring if you ask me. When I am not sitting here trying to write all these fantastic stories pop into my head of how I could make this post exciting. Now I am here and meh, they are gone. What gives? Maybe I need a pocket tape recorder. Interesting idea. Can you see me now, driving the kids to school, coffee in one hand, tape recorder in the other steering with my knee? Okay, maybe not.

The weekend was great, aside from the bed we have to sleep in when we visit my mom. It's hard as a rock. We both woke up paralyzed. We recovered though. Barely.

Our new nephew, cute as a button. You know babies have this amazing power to turn you to a big mushy pile of mush. Or maybe that's me telling myself I am not getting any younger. *gulp* I held him for some time rocking and patting him until he could hold his eyes open no longer. He made me so warm and his little noises melted me. See, there is the mush again.

The show was fun... we drove into NE Portland to find this little bar called The Know, and you know there was really nothing to know about it. It was small and pretty bare inside except for a few pinball machines and a pretty good jukebox. They did serve an acceptable jack and seven, so I was happy. The show was fun and loud and you know, punk rock.

Anywho, we bailed after the band played we came to see and made our way back up to my mom's only to return to that damn bed. Ah nuts.

That evening my mom and Julian made soap. I seriously think we have a little crafter on our hands. He LOVES this kind of stuff. He made 10 bars of brightly colored and smelly good soaps. I think I may need to try this at home....

Okay, there, finally. See, I can blog.

Things I'm into lately

Kerrygold Blarney Castle cheese with bartlett pear slices.

Leggings.

Top Chef. WORD. I picked Jennifer. She's tough and curt and cooks like one mean mo'fo'.

Fall. Yes, the leaves are changing and I busted my coat out.

Baking bread. The smell is overwhelmingly good!

Putting the heating pad on at the bottom of the bed about 20 minutes before I get in. Can you say, INSTANT warm feet. Ahhhh.

Grizzly Bear

Busy Weekend

Weekend recap -

I did the following:

• Baked bread
• Baked cake
• Cleaned BOTH bathrooms
• Dust mopped living room, even under the couches, which revealed several kitty toys
• Harvested several more tomatoes
• Washed dog beds
• Washed couch cover
• Completed all laundry
• Treated pets for fleas (don't ask about this, I'm still mad)
• Swept and dusted cobwebs off front porch (Marty just did this last weekend, DAMN those fall spiders, they are quick!)

My Husband did:

• Washed outside windows (whoot! you can see outside now)
• Cleaned screens
• Sanded drywall
• Applied second coat of mud
• Installed the hide-a-way door (it's so cute, like a hobbit door!)
• Mowed the front and backyard jungle
• Cleaned out flowers pots to winterize
• Watched the Bears win! :)
• Tore out a brick planter
• Edged front yard by the house

We had a very productive weekend! Oh and Solomon won his game on Saturday!

Lazy days of summer

Labor day has past.... the garden has been cut back... it rained most of the day yesterday. *sigh* Yes, summer is headed out the door. The cars have been covered with condensation every morning now for a good couple of weeks. *sigh* Fall is coming.

We haven't turned the heat on yet. I refuse to til the absolute last possible minute, because really, when you turn the heat on you've admitted defeat to fall. And frankly I'm just not ready to do that.

Although, I guess there are some GOOD things about fall. Like the leaves changing, pumpkin spice lattes, school starting (sorry boys), getting indoor projects done because it's too freakin' cold to be outside, and you know, Halloween.

The sun is out today, and I'll take every last drop it's willing to give us, because we all know when fall comes to town the sun heads south.

Big ideas!

I have this crazy notion that I want to sew.... I mean really sew. Not just pj bottoms and pillows. Like clothes. For real.

You see, at some point when the remodel gets finished, I will potentially have a space where I can set up my sewing machine and leave it out.

Meanwhile, I'm itching to be creative.



I want to make one of these, probably letter "A"....

In this material maybe...?


And I LOVE this pattern... I was thinking letter "A"

In this? Love deco prints!

How much fun would this be to wear on a date with my Husband?

In this material!


Ambitious much. Well, yes, yes I am!

untitiled

For My Marty

heart aglow with burning fire
eyes pursed with one desire
lips suck in the tepid air
blood surging through veins with care

sun has long past gone
down the mountain to sing her song
moon has come out to play
he expands all his glory as he may

watching you with entranced eyes
feeling the love fall from the skys
my heart is brimming with the softest embrace
my eyes seek to touch your face

my mind is filled with overwhelming adoration
nothing can break my hearts concentration
so deeply wanting to connect
feeling the love so perfect

your soul and heart are so fathomless in me
because of you beauty in the world is all i see

The sweetest thing

Marty and I grew this. Yeah, that's right. We're gardeners.