Tuesday, July 28, 2009
for lunch with Carolyn.
Carolyn is my sister-in-law
and Luke’s Aunt.
It was great
We will definitely put Carolyn on our lunch rotation.
And not just because the Cheesecake Factory is close to her office.
How much time do you allot?
At the moment I allot at least 20 minutes.
We live in an apartment building so we
travel down a hallway,
travel down an elevator,
out double doors,
walk to our car.
At 22 month old pace.
Luke politely greets
he spots with a cheery good morning.
Usually by name.
He says hello to at least four cars he knows the drivers of.
Think “Hi Paul’s car!”
Oh, and we are almost always
something or other to the car.
Today Luke brought his lawn mower to the car.
He also had to have a necklace because I had one.
Last week Luke brought Faris’ belt, a bag, and another item I’ve forgotten to the car.
Seriously, it takes at least 20 minutes to get to the car these days.
Last week I went somewhere without Luke and was 20 minutes early.
Oh, and he wore the necklace until we went to the pool late this afternoon.
Monday, July 27, 2009
Not that ANY of those things happened to me or came close to happening to me tonight.
Back to the basil…
Don’t you love a good bowl of pasta
dripping with pesto in the summer?
It’s a summer pleasure.
But I’ve never made a good pesto.
Usually my pesto is
laced with raw garlic flavor
or something not right.
Tonight it was perfect.
Any reader will know that my
kitchen would be nothing without you.
Ina’s secret to pesto?
Find the Barefoot Contessa’s pesto here.
It makes a lot, be prepared to frezze it.
My five cups of basil.
Sadly no picture of the pasta with pesto because in the hoopla of Faris coming home and getting the rest of the meal on the table my pesto sort of turned brown. Like apples do. Still tasted amazing but didn’t look so pretty.
Friday, July 17, 2009
There is a bunny
(or maybe a whole family, I can’t tell them apart)
who lives in our parking lot.
Luke loves the bunny.
The bunny is one of the top five things he calls for in the parking lot.
He usually scares the bunny away when he loudly commands the bunny to come to him.
But today we saw the bunny and found a spot on the curb to enjoy each other.
For a l o n g time.
And we brought along another picker, Lindy!
Luke is a pretty good blueberry picker…
or should I say a pretty good blueberry eater?
He mostly eats what he picks.
A video and pictures for you to enjoy.
A little blueberry background: We had to encourage Luke to pick out the blue ones to pick/eat, not the green ones. He would scan until he located the perfect one. Lindy in the background says we will have to weigh Luke when we are done.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
I like to think of it as
a Suburban Safari
We almost always stumble across something amazing.
But always amazing.
We thought this house
up on a hill
just yards from the Bay
Who maintains that yard?
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
Monday, July 13, 2009
before we left for church.
i was in the kitchen making breakfast.
the microwave was microwaving.
the air conditioning was cooling.
the washer was washing.
the dryer was drying.
oh, and i had just finished blow drying my hair.
while all this was going on i was secretly thinking
how great it would be if we still lived in new york city.
our two bedroom, two bathroom apartment would be dreamy by many manhattan standards.
i started to plot strategies for our triumphant return.
then the microwave dinged.
and I realized that in new york it would be unlikely that we could have the air conditioner, microwave and washer and dryer going at the same time.
a fuse would surely blow.
for a spilt second I was thankful for my central air conditioning.
the next moment i started an internal debate: would giving up central air conditioning be worth moving back to the city.
you know what the answer to that question is.
i don’t even need to tell you.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
we went to the boardwalk for a free concert.
Excellent music + excellent weather = fun Saturday night
Luke loved his first concert.
After each song he intensely asked for more until the music started again.
Poor kid only enjoyed three songs until we carted him home for bedtime.
I’m a stickler for bedtimes.
Friday, July 10, 2009
It was crazy wonderful.
And our market went high class, there was a fancy wine tasting tonight.
I love buying lettuce from the lettuce man.
I especially like talking to him about the different leafy greens on the table.
I am learning a tiny bit.
The flower people.
I’m so glad you are back in full force.
And the local farm where I will get all our corn and peaches…so nice.
(And when I say local, I mean the next town over. I drive thru it to get to our home.)
My favorite conversation of the night?
I bought some zucchini from another local farm and mentioned that I always see cows when I drive by their farm. I asked if people could buy part of their cows and she said they are going to start doing that this Fall. I’ll need a house with an extra freezer before that endeavor can become a reality but now at least I know a local place.
3 bags of peaches
1 dozen ears of corn
3 boxes of plums
1 small box of blueberries
2 boxes of cherry tomatoes
1 box of zucchini
2 kinds of lettuce
1 large flower bouquet
Summer inthemiddleofnowhere is so much better with stuff like this.
Thursday, July 9, 2009
A very summer thing to do.
Our first time this summer.
I was excited.
Faris and I enjoyed our ice cream.
Luke would have nothing to do with it.
He does not like cold edibles.
He will not allow them to pass his lips.
A cold drink, yes.
But n o t h i n g else.
Good thing his hand wasn't cold.
And I think the feeling was mutual.
That is how many were at our July 3rd fireworks celebration.
And I’m going to say hosting that many people is why I took so few pictures.
Nonetheless, it was a perfect night for a barbeque and fireworks on the Bay.
Oh, and as a special treat some of Faris’ family from Honduras were visiting.
I took a picture of the most important thing: MY CAKE!
I ♥ Ina.
I made her Flag Cake.
The cake itself was impossibly delicious.
I’m not a fan of frosting so I don’t know how that tasted
but it sure looked good.
Linda made Ina's Pasta with Sun-Dried Tomatoes.
Yum. May I please have more?
Photo Credit: Joe
Photo Credit: Joe
Photo Credit: Joe
Wednesday, July 1, 2009
An incident with a bottle of nail polish.
If it had been created on paper I would have
proclaimed it abstract art,
declared my child an artistic genius and
picked out a frame for the obvious masterpiece.
I should have taken a photo before I smeared it all over the floor.
As it was, I guess you could call it floor art.
I felt like I was restoring an important painting…
down on my hands and knees
with gloves on
dabbing the artwork with nail polish remover.
As if I were restoring a long lost Picasso that explained it all.
An artist is bound to get a little paint on themselves, right?