Friday, June 28, 2013
Laundry is laundrying, suitcases are filling, snacks and surprises artfully hidden in the backpacks of traveling minors. Refrigerator divested of perishables. Mail service paused. Reservations confirmed, pet-sitters engaged. Favors asked and granted. By this time tomorrow, I will be three-thousand miles away - mind and body - and I would like a mai tai, please.
Monday, June 24, 2013
Friday, June 21, 2013
I had to google "solstice" in order to be able to explain it to my kid.
Tried on swimsuits and immediately wished I had not.
I did a pile of laundry, bought groceries, and sorted through the mountain of paper my kids brought home during the last three weeks of school.
Wore sunscreen and a hat.
Got dirty, got clean.
Got my hair blow-dried by an eight-year-old boy.
Renewed a library book I have not read and cannot find.
Held a chicken.
Ate leftovers and played sudoku.
Made peach ice cream.
Realized that I'm lucky and my life is beautiful. It's not suburban and dull and small, petty, and meaningless unless I think it is. I had a crazy industrious day and I just have to keep lighting it up. Because growing food and swimming in the ocean and answering questions like "Mama, what is dark matter?" — that's what it's all about.
So - now, I'm going to sit on the porch and drink champagne. And if you think I'm kidding, just come over and have a glass with me.
* Amy - if you're reading this, and I know you're not: It's not you, it's me. Everyone thinks you're all that and you probably are, plus 100 times nicer and more generous than I would be if I were wildly successful and ubiquitous. Heck, you're probably just 100 times nicer and more generous than I am - unqualified. The above offer of champagne applies to you.
Wednesday, June 19, 2013
Tuesday, June 18, 2013
this one and that one. If you're planning to make a batch, I'll send you the measurements and instructions....
Monday, June 17, 2013
Friday, June 14, 2013
Whole Larder Love. Because: hunting, gathering, growing, cooking, eating, writing about it! And because reckless enthusiasm and a high threshold for vulnerability are two of my favorite qualities. Along with laughs and hotness and a fondness for learning stuff. If you'll let the f-word fly with abandon as well? You've got my heart.
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Tuesday, June 11, 2013
Monday, June 10, 2013
Around here, someone has asked me to "go to the store and see if they have any leather jackets" because he wants to be cool. Which makes me wonder where he's getting his idea of what "cool" is.
Recipe for strawberry ice cream, which was quite good, very very good really - here.
Monday, June 3, 2013
Summer Mom. This year she arrived on Memorial Day weekend, as she often does - and turned on her heel and left, disgusted that we still had three weeks of school left. We were called: No fun. And then it rained.
We tried to lure her back with tie-dye. (To no avail.) She wouldn't even give us a top ten list, but yelled over her shoulder something about twenty kinds of homemade ice cream and random acts of kindness.
Honey vanilla was a brilliant start in the homemade ice cream department - recipe here.