An Olympic Birthday Party

Last night’s opening ceremonies in Sochi brought back memories of a favorite birthday theme:  the Olympic party.  When Sam turned six he was passionate about both sports and geography.  He especially loved to draw flags, so an Olympic-themed party was a perfect fit. The invitation was simple and bold: The cake was a cinch to decorate:  five Olympic rings, served with patriotic plates and napkins: … Continue reading An Olympic Birthday Party

Ready or Not, Christmas is Tomorrow!

We returned from Maui three weeks ago (eventually I will get around to posting some pictures from that amazing vacation!!) and since then it’s been all about Christmas. First on the to-do list was the family tree.  This annual excursion is usually more National Lampoons than Norman Rockwell, but this year I must admit it was pretty darn easy.  The snow was only ankle deep … Continue reading Ready or Not, Christmas is Tomorrow!

Unchoppable

This summer my parents introduced us to Chopped, a competitive cooking television show on the Food Network, and it has become an obsession in our family. On family movie nights, we pop a giant bowl of popcorn and huddle under the blanket for a Chopped marathon in lieu of anything Disney. And I hate to reveal this secret, but thanks to Chopped I actually enjoy … Continue reading Unchoppable

Love, Hate, & Pinterest

Pinterest.  Do I love it?  Do I hate it?  I just can’t decide. Before Pinterest, I stuffed my kids’ backpacks with classroom donations like Kleenex boxes and Clorox wipes every August.  I know how much teachers appreciate little gestures like this, and it always made me feel warm and fuzzy inside. Then I joined Pinterest… I truly had no idea that some families assemble “Back-to-School-Cakes” … Continue reading Love, Hate, & Pinterest

Get Lit: And the Mountains Echoed

I’ve decided that my monthly book club meetings (and corresponding dinners) are so incredible that it’s time to start blogging them up.  My Get Lit book club has been gathering for nearly a decade, and our monthly meetings always fill my tank. Last year we were too careless with our title selections.  Our rambunctious, festive meetings became so much fun that selecting the next title … Continue reading Get Lit: And the Mountains Echoed

Little House, Big Memories

My junior high years bordered on miserable.  Every day I launched off the school bus, bolted up the driveway, and shed my back brace onto the living room floor.  At that age I was allowed to remove my scoliosis contraption for 4 hours each day, and I always spent my first hour of freedom with Laura Ingalls Wilder.  She was my daily dose of sanity. … Continue reading Little House, Big Memories