War.

Earlier this week, I had an epiphany.  My epiphanies start small and then build up to a big, huge, honkin’, blog post worthy AHA!  This one was about the war.  And how it needs to probably stop {from where I sit at least} stat.

First, I was mulling about our young Veterans.  I’d recently seen a documentary about young men and women coming home, severely injured, paralyzed or worse and the effects on them and their families.  It was really moving.  The story that hit me the hardest was about a young man who was almost blown to death by an IED in Iraq.  He barely survived and now lives at home, unable to walk, speak and do a lot of things that you and I do, as a result of service to his country.  His father said he was 19 in Basic, 20 in Iraq, and 21 in the VA Hospital.  My heart broke.

Happy {Belated} Bdays Little A and Little C

Ugh, I’m the WORST.  And they are the best!

When choosing littles so many  years ago, I knew I wanted 2 and I hoped beyond hope that they would love each other as much as I loved each of them.  I couldn’t be MORE THRILLED that throughout the years {5} the miles {9,614 that separate Little C and I from Little A when she’s not on her boat} and the crazy, crazy things we’ve I have done, we have all remained really close.  I could not be any more grateful for such amazing little sisters and most importantly friends.  I’m so honored and blessed to have them in my life, was thrilled to have them stand with us at our wedding, and cannot WAIT for all the fun and adventures that are to come for the three of us. 

With this in mind, Happy Belated Birthday, C and A!  I love you so much and look forward to celebrating many many more!

Full Disclosure:  I was secretly thrilled after getting them as littles to learn that their Bdays are little less than 2 weeks apart.  They are like almost legit sisters!!!  xxxooo

Run, Do Not Walk to Your Nearest Bookseller

And buy this cookbook.

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“I Hate You”

Recently, we had an altercation with an upstairs neighbor.  The altercation itself was at first warranted, but as it drug on my first neighbor fight got ugly, and it has left me feeling really off ever since.

Summer {With an O} in the City

About 700 years ago MB celebrated his bday.  During the day, we did some pretty fantastic things including but not limited to:  a tour of the White House and a massage at the Red Door Salon. 

thank goodness MB doesn’t read the blog — and dude the iced tea at Red Door is A-MAZING.

Then we met MSheed in Old Town for dinner at one of MB’s favo joints, Chadwicks.