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IN MY KITCHEN
I am home from a whirlwind 36-hour trip to Bellport, NY over the weekend. Dan manned the homefront, while I slipped off to an exhibition about my great-great-grandmother at an historical society in Bellport. I'm still sifting through photographs and trying to digest my weekend. Not to mention the enourmous amount of recovery that seems necessary after a short weekend away.
In the meantime, God must have heard my pleas for relief as cool 70-degree winds are blowing through my windows this morning. This is my kind of weather.
The weather break also meant that I had the motivation to fire up my oven and bake something. Emma, slightly dramatic and upon her first bite into the cake, "I haven't had something homemade of yours in YEARS!"
So while I spend the day recovering, do yourself a favor and revisit this post. There just might be a county fair cake in your future today, too.
I am home from a whirlwind 36-hour trip to Bellport, NY over the weekend. Dan manned the homefront, while I slipped off to an exhibition about my great-great-grandmother at an historical society in Bellport. I’m still sifting through photographs and trying to digest my weekend. Not to mention the enourmous amount of recovery that seems necessary after a short weekend away.
In the meantime, God must have heard my pleas for relief as cool 70-degree winds are blowing through my windows this morning. This is my kind of weather.
The weather break also meant that I had the motivation to fire up my oven and bake something. Emma, slightly dramatic and upon her first bite into the cake, “I haven’t had something homemade of yours in YEARS!”
So while I spend the day recovering, do yourself a favor and revisit this post. There just might be a county fair cake in your future today, too.
home / LIVING WELL / MOTHERHOOD
Last night we had cereal for dinner. It's that hot.
I started out with grand plans for a summery dinner, but after the few minutes of standing over the stove, dripping in sweat, miserably hot children whining to swim, sticky baby crying to be fed– I decided enough was enough.
It was the best decision I made all day.
Today, I write from my spot in the kitchen, the fan blowing directly onto my face. No oscillating. Just full-on breeze.
We're in a two-day stretch of heat advisories and record-breaking temps. I'm watcing the hourly forecast again. I just need to know how much longer I have to survive.
But this morning, despite the fact that the temperature inside the house is about the same as the temperature outside of the house, some work still had to be done.
Normally, I pretty much hustle through a lot of these tasks. But this morning, the chant in my head was to slow down. My motivation was to stay cool, but I noticed the slowing down also began to change my state of mind.
I'm often racing to accomplish the things that are just a part of my every day routine. As if there's something more or better or more important awaiting me. But most days, this is the better. This is the more. This is the more important.
I can't believe I'm uttering these words, but today, I'm kind of grateful for this heat wave. For the forced slowing down. For the reminder to relax the pace at which I move through my day. Because these tasks and routines and the people I do them for, are my something more.
Last night we had cereal for dinner. It's that hot.
I started out with grand plans for a summery dinner, but after the few minutes of standing over the stove, dripping in sweat, miserably hot children whining to swim, sticky baby crying to be fed– I decided enough was enough.
It was the best decision I made all day.
Today, I write from my spot in the kitchen, the fan blowing directly onto my face. No oscillating. Just full-on breeze.
We're in a two-day stretch of heat advisories and record-breaking temps. I'm watcing the hourly forecast again. I just need to know how much longer I have to survive.
But this morning, despite the fact that the temperature inside the house is about the same as the temperature outside of the house, some work still had to be done.
Normally, I pretty much hustle through a lot of these tasks. But this morning, the chant in my head was to slow down. My motivation was to stay cool, but I noticed the slowing down also began to change my state of mind.
I'm often racing to accomplish the things that are just a part of my every day routine. As if there's something more or better or more important awaiting me. But most days, this is the better. This is the more. This is the more important.
I can't believe I'm uttering these words, but today, I'm kind of grateful for this heat wave. For the forced slowing down. For the reminder to relax the pace at which I move through my day. Because these tasks and routines and the people I do them for, are my something more.
family / good finds / home / link love
When I got home from exercising last night, I was met at the door by Mary :
Mary : Do you go to the Arena Club to lose weight?
Me (weighing my words carefully, wanting so much to protect them as long as I can from every body conscious thought ) : Well….I go there to exercise.
Mary : Oh. Because boy! Do you ever look skinnier!
And that, my friends, is why I have children.
Did I ever tell you that Mary is my favorite child?
(Emma, if you're reading this, I'm JUST KIDDING.)
In light of THAT good news, here's some other goodness from around the web…
✽ Kristen Chase interviewed me about homeschooling on The Pioneer Woman
✽ Scratch Baking Co.'s Baker's Notes Issue No. 1 : bagels!! my weakness.
✽ Miss Moss : Farm Fashion ( via amanda ) : I want to look this good chopping wood. (cue my husband's laughter)
✽ Soulful Mothering with Tara Thayer : I'd like to carry these words around in my pocket
✽ Dandelion gone to seed : the anticipation makes you hold your breath
✽ morning light : I favorite all her kitchen pictures
✽ These shoes, in green.
✽ Grapegruit Sangria (do you have a good recipe for red or white? Share?!)
The weather is sticky here again. The three H's of summer : hazy, hot and humid. Once the baby wakes up, we're headed to the pool! Happy Wednesday, friends!
When I got home from exercising last night, I was met at the door by Mary :
Mary : Do you go to the Arena Club to lose weight?
Me (weighing my words carefully, wanting so much to protect them as long as I can from every body conscious thought ) : Well….I go there to exercise.
Mary : Oh. Because boy! Do you ever look skinnier!
And that, my friends, is why I have children.
Did I ever tell you that Mary is my favorite child?
(Emma, if you're reading this, I'm JUST KIDDING.)
In light of THAT good news, here's some other goodness from around the web…
✽ Kristen Chase interviewed me about homeschooling on The Pioneer Woman
✽ Scratch Baking Co.'s Baker's Notes Issue No. 1 : bagels!! my weakness.
✽ Miss Moss : Farm Fashion ( via amanda ) : I want to look this good chopping wood. (cue my husband's laughter)
✽ Soulful Mothering with Tara Thayer : I'd like to carry these words around in my pocket
✽ Dandelion gone to seed : the anticipation makes you hold your breath
✽ morning light : I favorite all her kitchen pictures
✽ These shoes, in green.
✽ Grapegruit Sangria (do you have a good recipe for red or white? Share?!)
The weather is sticky here again. The three H's of summer : hazy, hot and humid. Once the baby wakes up, we're headed to the pool! Happy Wednesday, friends!
