A Creative Log & Other Notes on Life
From the monthly archives:
The following post was written one year ago and was first posted here. No Return, Refunds or Exchanges This week we celebrated both of our daughters’ birthdays. They were born 3 years and one day apart. As we partied as a family and then looked through baby pictures of each of them, it was nice […]
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Apparently only wussies mountain bike with two wheels. I seriously had no idea mountain unicyclists existed until we met one last night at the Huntington Beach Street Festival. There’s even a group of them here in the oc. We’ll see if I can convince dh to dust his unicycle off and take up this new […]
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Princess, Six years ago today, your dad and I hopped into a cab and said, “To the hospital! And quick!”. I think the driver was extremely nervous that you would be born in his backseat, but we made it through the NYC crosstown lunch traffic in plenty of time. You were a beauty from the […]
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I couldn’t wait introduce the girls to the wonders of Synchronized Swimming during these Summer Olympics.What other sport is so strange, delightful, and impressive all at the same time? Okay, maybe the Trampoline. But what strange, delightful, and impressive Olympic sport also involves bedazzled costumes, sparkly makeup and intense theatrics? That’s something any six year […]
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Princess has invited six of her closest girlfriends for an art themed birthday party. The invitations include a Keith Haring piece of art we turned into a color by number.
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Months and months ago, the dogs got into a bag full of unused garden seeds. I can’t even remember what varieties of plants were in the bag because what was left were just soggy shreds of seed envelopes with their random seeds scattered throughout the yard. A month or so later, we had a few […]
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It’s like Christmas morning.
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Luckily, our neighbor with a green thumb doesn’t mind (in fact often encourages) the kids picking flowers from their yard.
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From the looks of his wings he had gotten into battle with something leaving him unable to take flight like a healthy butterfly should. We felt a little sad for him, but it was so nice to be able to examine his beauty so closely while he examined the terrain of our hands and faces.
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We saw it with our very own eyes. We were a little disappointed when we didn’t see any extra-large car to hold the elephants or a car with a giraffe head sticking out the top. Times have changed I guess.
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