I LOVE Reese Witherspoon. So much that I would call it a girl crush. She’s elegant, stylish, entertaining, a mommy… and so, so Southern! I first “met” Reese in Pleasantville. I really got to know her (and desperately idolize her) in Legally Blonde. I will never forget the bend and snap, I own the Barbie,… Read More
We said bye bye to the bottles thirteen months ago, but this ghastly plastic drying contraption lived on. Every day (yes, you read that right) when I performed my most dreaded chore of unloading the dishwasher I piled loads of sippys, tupperwares and other various items that came out a tish wet into the plastic… Read More
A few months ago I started a tradition we call Sunday Supper around these parts. I make a yummy meal, not necessarily fancy, and we eat in the dining room off of good china, use the silver, practice our manners, have John lead prayer, and just enjoy each other’s company. Even when the company involves… Read More
I intended to post these pictures days ago but was unnaturally busy after being snowed in for ten days. Well, that and the fact that three days of dancing Thriller with the kids (all wii owners of my “generation” simply must have the Michael Jackson Experience) left me sore from the rooter to the tooter.… Read More
A blogger “friend” of mine (well, she doesn’t actually know that I exist but I have stalked her blog for months now) does a super hysterical segment every now and again called “I Hate What You’re Wearing.” Actually, most everything she writes is pretty hysterical and her blog is definitely worth checking out. So…while John… Read More
Little John had his first sleep over this past weekend. And I survived!!! It sure does help that I’ve known his buddy’s mommy N for seventeen years and that she’s one of my very best friends in the whole wide world. Not only am I completely confident in her parenting skills (I often find myself… Read More
When we purchased our forty year old home that boasted a “finished basement” clearly they were using the term “finished” lightly. I refused to step foot in it, much less take a picture of it. Hence, I have only a couple of pictures to help document just how far this space has come. Exhibit A:… Read More