Contrary to what a lack of posts for almost a week may depict, I’m alive and semi-well. Emphasis on semi.
Our wee babes and I are all fighting colds, a sinus infection and an ear infection {nicely distributed between the three of us}. Life is peachy!
Speaking of peaches…our little tree is dropping gorgeous, juicy peaches daily and I’ve been freezing, drying and baking the heck out of them. ‘Tis glorious, indeed. Who knew tree-ripened, free peaches tasted this much better?! Recipes to come.
I’ve been designing my heine off…hallelujah! Sadly, it remains the same size. Don’t laugh. I’m thrilled to say I adore my clients and am blessed beyond belief to get to do what I love, in my pajamas, with wads of tissue stuck up my nostrils, in the wee hours of the morning, while trying to meet deadlines…and still be considered semi-professional. Emphasis, once again, on the semi.
Our sweet Bean decided this week that preschool is not in face as cool as she had originally thought, and threatened to run all the way home while I was trying to pry her scissor-gripped legs from my body. She cried. And then I balled all the way home. She was, however, all smiles when I picked her up both days she attended. Here’s to hoping next week is better. Oh please!
My precious man heads out on Monday morning for a week away in the boonies with his dad and two brothers. I’m tickled pink navy blue for him. Or army green. Which ever seems more manly. While we’ll miss him ridiculously much here at home, knowing he’s really connecting – for the first time ever – with the men in his family, over ATVs, camping and hiking, delights me no end!
I, after all, got an entire day to myself this week…meeting up with my younger sister, drooling over the gorgeousness that is Hobby Lobby, having lunch with an old friend, bargain shopping and spending time in a book store, and wrapping up my fantabulous day with two of my favorite women in the whole world. It was a delicious day, to say the least!
I got home to discover this delightful post by a sweet blogger friend I met while speaking at a woman’s event recently. She’s delirious, by the way. I’m really not that funny. Or cute. But I was barefoot.
Speaking of speaking {how’s that for a segue?}…this week I was invited to speak at two different women’s events coming up soon! I’m thrilled! One of them…drum roll, please…about sex! I’m serious! Well, marital intimacy, to be exact. But dude, I’m so excited! {and yes, I’m still working on my juicy, va va voom, Song of Solomon post. This conference may squeeze it out of me sooner than expected. So keep your peepers open!}.
On another completely irrelevant note, I finally tracked down a book series my granny read to my mom when she was younger, and that my mom read to my sisters and I as kids. It’s our all time favorite children’s book: The Faraway Tree by Enid Blyton. It arrived on Thursday, and in spite of my tragic lack-of-pictures discovery, and the 7+ age recommendation on the back, my precious 4 year old and I are well onto chapter 13. Oh, the memories! What a delight to share this with her.
I have so many fabulous recipes to share with you…and no time to play with photos and type up recipes. Peach muffins, zucchini coins, meatballs & spaghetti (inspired by Bean’s rediscovery of our Lady and The Tramp book}, honey oat bread and more. Soon, my hungry friends!
So besides wiping snotty noses, designing in my jammies, cooking up a storm and reading magical stories {okay, and crying all the way home from the preschool}…this week is a blur. A benadryl induced blur. Thank you, God, for benedryl. What would a snot-nosed mother do without benedryl? I mean, seriously.
I digress.
My At The Well guest post this week features a photo I took of 10 month old lion cubs in South Africa, 5 years ago. I can’t help but smile when I look at it. So I had to share it with you!
With that being said…you’ll find the deep stuff right over here…At The Well!
Over and out.
