I love Easter. I love freesias and mini daffodils and ranunculus. I love Easter eggs and Easter dresses and Easter foods. Especially brunch foods like honey baked ham and cheesy au gratin potatoes and asparagus with lemony hollandaise sauce. And I love my mom’s coconut cream pie. From the moment…
As I’m general contracting the new house, my brain is constantly crunching construction. I’m getting to a place where things are progressing beyond house guts to the pretty. It’s had me thinking that sharing some thoughts and learnings could be helpful to others. So in honor of the two foot…
After we were freed from Zoom School and the boys descended the mountain, our school system announced free meals. James and I gladly shoved the lunch bags to the darkest back corner of the deepest cupboard and embraced the simplification of our morning routine. True freedom and luxury can be…
I’ve always found certain countries and cultures speak to certain souls. The first time I understood this phenomenon was Jamie A.’s mom’s love of France. I’d met my first Francophile. Then I noticed my dad’s an Anglophile. And my brother’s an Anglophile. Nathaniel is a third generation Anglophile. I recommend…
The beginning of this week was the sadness trifecta– a Monday, the 20th marking 3-months, and it was pouring rain. I was having a bit of a day when I got a surprise call from La Jefa. La Jefa is my friend from college who spent junior year in Spain…
Every day is a new learning opportunity. I call it “Operation: Mama.” But no one calls me Mama anymore, so the teenagey version goes something like: Operation: Mom Uses the Grill. Operation: Mom Drives in the Snow Operation: Mom Hires a Metal Fabricator Operation: Mom Orders a Roll-off Dumpster And…
It appears I’m an infinite font of stories featuring our local radio DJ, JoJo Lopez. What up JoJo? Ugh, lesson learned. Never google radio hosts. The mismatch of voice to face is purely avoidable self-torture. So for a couple of weeks the boys and I have wanted to call into Talk-About-It-Tuesday. This is where…
Lately Jacob is regularly accusing me of being “uncultured.” It mostly stems from my complete lack of familiarity with globally popular memes, movie lines, and music. It’s the story of my life and I gave up worrying about it when I was his age. I did not have MTV. I’ve…
Last Friday I speed pack the Audi for Bako Round 2. This is the big one. The All Stars Section 10 playoffs. There can only be one winner. And that winner goes to Western States to face the best AYSO All Star teams from California, Arizona, Nevada, Oregon, Washington, and…
Last year I did a series of posts leading-up to Bakersfield and then fell off the blog wagon. This year’s an opportunity for redemption. Last Friday I pack up the Audi, pick the boys up after Jacob’s soccer tryouts, and drive two-and-a-half hours to where Southern California’s rec soccer youth’s…