Blogging has taken a backseat to mornings at the beach, sweeping sand off of kids’ bum cheeks, worming used cigarette butts out of Jolie’s mouth by the shore, fishing daily logs out of Avelyn’s swim dia
Yesterday a big delivery truck pulled into our driveway and brought a shiny white box to my door. It was my new Macbook Pro! Â Yes, you read that right.
Thank you so much for your outpourings of support and prayers and “I’ve been there, my kid was a total beast when he was two too”s.
Things have been quiet here on the blog front because I’ve been busy shaking my fist at the air and, with a defeated whisper, calling out for help, “I think my daughter is trying to kill me.
Click here to see what I did this weekend.
Hint: there were pretty dresses, paper lanterns, lakeviews, wind-blown hair and amazing food.
(Thanks to my best girl, Tamaram for the invitation.
I found this really great recipe for homemade cheese. It was surprisingly simple: take one half-empty bottle of milk, forget about it and let it fester in the hot sun for 48 hours and voila! Homemade feta.