Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Monday, February 27, 2012
Saturday, February 25, 2012
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Friday, February 17, 2012
I snapped this pic at Beach's first private as she was warming up. There are a lot of things I could say, things like how lucky we are to have the coaches we have (& have had), lucky to have met so many wonderful new friends, grateful for Beach's triumphs, and for the generosity of so many. But really when I look at this as her mother I think: holy shit she's 8?!?!?
I love you Boo~
I contributed to Saturday's Artist
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Sunday, February 12, 2012
We loaded up the car with dogs, sleds, the kid, & good food and
The perfect way to spend a Sunday.
The Heber Valley
A small auto-tour to Wasatch State Park
Checking out the Heber Hot Pots. Sadly, still posted: No Trespassing!
But now it has Tee-pees, strange (?)
Then to the Boy's house where a bottle of chilled sweet wine was waiting for me!
The party inside.
[stuffed bread recipe HERE]
Men on a mission.
Of course it isn't a night at the Boy's without him spoiling
Beach rotten with hand-me-downs.
To the Boy (who doesn't read my blog):
Thanks for the drive in the snow, the food, the wine,
the company, the coffee, the toys, the clothes, even the pink ones.
Josh, I was looking for the right words to tell you how much you mean to us
and how much I love you, but I just turned around
& my kid has yellow FLARP all over her.
So speaking form my heart:
I love you even when you give my kid FLARP & she gets it everywhere.
Yep, that is about as close as words can get to how I feel.
Talk to you in morning, XoXo
"Friends are the family that we choose ourselves."
“What happened, mom?” Beach asked.
“I don’t know they are going to tell us…I hope we didn't go start another war...”
Okay, so breaking into Children’s programming to announce the death of pop star (please forgive my assumption) from a drug overdose is a stupid thing to do.