Tales of Me and the Husband

and last, but not least, i am thankful for…

Because we can play a game of Balderdash that has you possibly peeing your pants, just a little.  Especially when it’s nearing midnight (and you already have the sleepy ha-ha’s) so instead of trying to come up with elaborate definitions to actually win the game you come up with things like this: Hawser- the last name of a fictional doctor named Doogie but with a different spelling.  Maybe you had to be there.
Because my Mom hardly sat all weekend– feeding us with bolognese sauce, baked oatmeal, sweet potato muffins, pork tenderloin, and more… being a hostess, as I now know, isn’t all fun and games but she did it with a smile the whole time and, if I’m being completely honest, I was pretty lazy.  Thanks Mom, for everything.
Because they know me almost entirely and I know them almost entirely and we still love each other a lot.  
Because we didn’t really get out of our pajamas all weekend long.  We mostly hibernated in my parent’s living room watching TV, talking, and eating.  My idea of a perfect family weekend.
And I can’t forget to mention my other sister, 
brother-in-law, and nephews who couldn’t 
come this year.  We missed you guys.

thankful list, no. 4

1. pretty produce
2. an impromptu whole foods trip complete with a photo shoot… there’s neeever a bad time for a photoshoot when you are a blogger now is there?
3. paninis… there’s something so delicious about hot sandwiches
4. a cozy too-big-for-the-lap dog and teenager fast asleep after dinner
happy thanksgiving!  
hope you’re surrounded by those you love and that your cup is full of joy… and eggnog.

thankful list, no. 3

1. my light blue sweater tights
2. these colorful felt balls that i am going to do something fabulous with.  wait and see.
3. a random note in the mail from a sister
4. cute school pictures

thankful list, no. 2

1. a playful dog who equals hours of entertainment sans a computer or TV screen
2. pandora… even though i reached my alotted 40 hours/month
3. a good stack of books
4. chapstick.  a must.
It’s day two of Thanksgiving week… so there’s my second list of thanks!

thankful list, no. 1

It’s Thanksgiving week.  
Only fitting to begin it with a post of thanksgiving, yes?
1. California visitors
2. pizza
3. my Mom’s homemade granola… the best
4. these glasses that make me feel supah classy when drinking even tap water from them – 
and guess what else?  $1.99 baby.
Gimme one thing you’re thankful for, peepz!

Time for a change?

I don’t know, I don’t know.

I have a hard time with change.

But I do know that my first day really playing with Photoshop has been fun and the header is the fruits of my labor (and Spidatter’s who gave me a quick lesson).

I can’t forget to mention the seriously awesome clipart from Pugly Pixel for the shipping tag updated again – now the thanks is for the flowers! (and Kelly Ann where I discovered it).

This sounds like a VMAs speech or something.

Cue the music.  I’m done.

P.S. Anyone know how to get free fonts on your Photoshop?  I tried it but Photoshop says it doesn’t recognize the file.  You bettah recognize, Photoshop.  Help, anyone?

Have a good weekend.

Like my living room re-do?  
I wish.  It’s not mine.  Spotted it on this wonderful blog.  Whatever.
There are some sleeping Californians in my house right now.  That sounds so random–it’s not so random.  It was planned.  They’re spending the weekend here!  They’re here and here.  And they’re both pretty fabulous.
And I’m kinda loving these state prints.
I want to make this Tuscan dish.
I’m looking forward to reading this book–a birthday present from my sweet friend Jenny.
I like the simple gift-wrapping happening here.
And that’s all folks.  Have a good weekend.  

I love these guys. And these pictures.

Dear Family,

I’m so glad we got these family pictures done.  But, now that I know how sweet it is to capture these memories, these ages, haircuts, the braces and height, I think I want to do it every year.  Okay, family?

Thanks for managing to stay grass-stain free until the very end.  And for cooperating with the smiles and all of that.

And sorry when I’m a grouch (except the times when you really deserve it).

I love you.

Mom/Bridget

I love dogs.

I am a die-hard dog lover.  My husband sometimes gives me grief because he says I love them more than people.  Will you who understand tell him to lay off?  I won’t completely deny his accusations though I won’t confirm them either.  The way I see it, they are these perfect little beings that are designed to love from the moment of birth to the moment of death.  You’re fat, skinny, stupid, smart, live in a big house or small… they will love you desperately either way.  So, you can imagine my absolute anguish (I’m not being dramatic.  I think anguish describes it.) when I read this story this morning.  Warning: it’s not happy.  Why do I feel the need to share it with you?  Because I am sad so I want you to be sad with me.

(Spoiler alert: I cannot believe this dog could survive a suicide bomber but NOT an idiot employee at a U.S. shelter.  It makes no sense.  I hope the employee is canned.  He gives the dog 2 days?!??  What the?  I am usually more forgiving than this but right now I’m just pissed.)

On a brighter note, December is on its way and so is my fanshmamtastical favorite things!

And another brighter note, I signed up to be a volunteer at a no-kill animal shelter this morning (my completely small part in this sad story)!  Hopefully I’ll bring a little lovin’ in to these dogs lives (and hopefully I won’t bring every one home with me).

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