There should be a German word for the moment when you open your medicine cabinet and all your makeup (mostly lipstick, in my case) comes pouring out. Cosmetiksplosion or something like that.
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I'm excited for Hawaii. It feels like the light at the end of the tunnel that's pulling me through an endless winter. It's supposed to snow here again on Tuesday. It's funny, though - as much as I love to travel, I always wonder if I can find the comforts of home in a new place. Will they have Earl Grey? English Breakfast? Pomegranate seeds? One of my favorite books, The Accidental Tourist , features a quirky protagonist who writes guides for people just like me - the ones who are looking for those familiar little things when they travel away from home.
So Zoe has become a bibliophile. It used to just be Eric. When he was little, he brought books over and said, "Book!" Zoe brings books over and says, "Read it!" The funny thing is, she doesn't like the "girly" books recommended by Amazon (even though she is pretty girly). She likes books about pumpkins, and pretty much any lift-the-flap book.
My first entirely made up recipe
Brown rice, prepared with water, butter and salt 1 can chickpeas, rinsed and drained 2 plum tomatoes, chopped About 6 oz fresh baby spinach 2 handfuls sugar snap peas 1 tbsp olive oil 1/4 tsp red pepper flakes 1 tbsp minced garlic Salt and pepper Prepare the rice according to package directions. Heat the olive oil in a skillet over medium heat. Add the garlic and red pepper flakes and saute for 1 min. Add the plum tomatoes and saute until softened. Add the sugar snap peas and saute for 1-2 min. Add the spinach and cook until wilted. Add the chickpeas and saute for 1 min. Add salt and pepper to taste. It was good!
"Mothers are all slightly insane." - J.D. Salinger Because our job is 24/7 and it's HARD. But then there are these magic moments that make it all worth it. Like this morning, when Zoe said, "ABC," meaning she wants us to sing the ABC song. So Eric sang it with me (D was in the shower) and started to do his crazy dance (mostly with his arms) and Zoe started to do her dance, which is mostly booty, and her hair was still sticking up in crazy little curls from sleeping. Sometimes Facebook shows you old photos, and they make me aware of how quickly time is passing: It's hard for me to believe Eric was ever that small. I love his sunny smile in this photo.