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Friday, February 18, 2011

for the love: waking up to bumble & bumble

You know you are housing a (soon-to-be) teenager when the sweet smell of hair product wafts down the hall and competes with my morning coffee for aroma du jour.
Some things don't change, but I propose they do improve.


Our poor mothers.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

for the love: little liberty

Take a couple of hula-hoops...

Add some dreads,
And a statue of liberty costume and what do you get, rain or shine?

The happiest hula-hooping hippie-esque Liberty Tax employee, that's what. She's out there for hours, waving and hooping and generally making my day when I pass by.

What made you smile this week?

Friday, February 11, 2011

for the love: cardamom

I knew I had to give it a try, as soon as I saw a friend's FB post about the Buttered Chicken (murgh makhani) she had simmering in her crock pot. I mean really. When's the last time you had reason to sew cardamom pods together? I didn't think so.

(It's the best smelling needlecraft to date.)

Also: I think the plate is having a girl.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Friday, February 04, 2011

for the love: little vampires

I'm not sure what it says about me, the way I can detail any Buffy episode, sight unseen, on long drives while the kids watch in the backseat, but fanatic comes to mind.

(And also: Joss? I am ready for your next project.)

So yea. I have a thing for vampires of the non-sparkley variety.

Especially little vampires, sporting chucks.
That match the sky. (He must be wearing one of those magic rings that all the cool vampires seem to have these days. Poor Angel.)
While I love an angsty, brooding vamp as much as the next girl, happy little ones suit me just fine.
Run, Jake, run! Nevermind, puppy.
He's more interested in hanging out with the neighborhood girl with fangs.

Thursday, February 03, 2011

for the love

I don't know when I started using the phrase, 'for the love', but it's a staple in our household.

Like 'clean your room, for the love'.

Or 'I made you some coffee, for the love'.

(And it's meant sweetly; it's not short 'for the love of God'. That has a somewhat different tone, no?)

So for the month of February - and yes, I'm aware that I am running late; what's new? - I am seeking out the things that make my heart sing.

It's good for the soul.