Long Weekend- Yahoo!

I sucked at the blogging this week. Been busy with Farmers Market stuff (opening day in t minus 10 days!) and working on a freelance side job that's taking up all spare hours. I am very much looking forward to this long weekend. We'll hopefully be at my mom's pool tomorrow. Then on Sunday we're going out with my brother for a boat ride to the Harbor Islands. Monday I'm hoping to do this workout at the gym:
"Murph"
For time:
1 mile Run
100 Pull-ups
200 Push-ups
300 Squats
1 mile Run

Hope you're off to do something fun!

The Mindy Project

Mindy Kaling has a new sitcom airing  this Fall, "The Mindy Project."



I'll give it a shot but I'm not confident I'll be in it for the long haul. I found her book to be kind of a let down. I guess because I kept reading it waiting for her to actually be Kelly Kapoor. I guess that's not entirely fair to poor Minds.

It's A Wine Bottle!

Like everyone else in this world, I have been nuts lately with 'stuff.' Here are some things I've been up to. 

• I got together with my friend, Claire, to put together our Birth Kits for this Month's Give. I am still assembling more if you want to get me any items.

• Celebrated my favorite day of the year at the Brimfield Antique Fair. It was a muddy mess but at least it didn't rain on us. Cory bought a 4 foot wine bottle. Really, it is an old wine bottle, I swear. We also got some other stuff. Photos to come.

•  I made teacher appreciation gifts for Beatrice's class. She is 'berry' lucky to have such wonderful teachers!

• We celebrated Mother's Day with our families. I attempted to sleep in a bit but Beatrice would not get out of our bed. She was too excited to give me the gift she made me at school. Her final, successful attempt to get me out of bed "Mama, if you don't come downstairs now, I'm going to open  your present and I'm going to keep it and I'm not going to make you a present, never, never again." Aggressive. 

Sicky, Sick

For the past couple of days, Beatrice has had a night-time fever. After she wakes up, she's fine and ready to take on the day. Last night, she crawled into our bed at some ungodly hour.  I didn't even know she was between us until I heard a shriek and a cry "Daddy, punched my nose." Daddy, or Mr.Knees and Elbows landed a good one on my baby girl. I don't blame him entirely, she was pretty stealth in getting into bed with us.
I do however blame him for having thepointiest elbows and knees and for being the world's most active dreamer.

This morning, Bea was still fever-y and low appetite (a rarity) so we decided to keep her home from daycare. I left her in her pajamas, under covers, watching PBS.  Cory sent me this photo at about 11am.

Sick on the inside. Snazzy on the outside. Note the sequined pants and headband. 

The Life of Julia — Barack Obama

Aw shucks, Baracks, you totally already had my vote. Now you're just kissing up. The Life of Julia — Barack Obama.

And hey there, Mittens, You Suck.

Oh New Hampshire!

Cory claims this has to be a homage to one of the best bands of our generation. Please God, tell me it isn't.

Mother and Son: El Salvadoran Edition

Cory let me sleep in Sunday morning. (We trade off on weekend days.) After I poured my first cup of coffee, all bleary eyed, I reached into the fridge for the milk and found this taped to it. That Cory is pretty dang funny.  I have to admit I did laugh out loud.  

It may be hard to make it out in this photo, but he drew an arrow labeled 'Julia' above the mom's head and one labeled 'Theo' above the son's head