Tag Archives: weekend

Get yer shit together

17 Feb

I’d like to ask y’all how shit’s going at your house. For me, on this gorgeous So Cal Sunday, the shit factor is just outta’ control.

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I’m talking about chicken shit.

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Dog shit.

chicken-and-dog-poop08Dogs sniffing chicken shit.

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And chickens free ranging amongst dog shit.

Since we all think our own shit is crazy interesting I’m ready to gift you with a thorough play by play of my crap slappin’ Sunday. I do this only so that you may find solace in the fact that no matter the intensity of dirt you dealt with today, it probably wasn’t as rank as the real live animal shit scattered all over our patio. Did I say I wanted to be an urban farmer? F me, I did. Let’s begin. Continue reading

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Top 10: Things to do at 5:30 am

5 Feb

Anyone ever notice I’m a list-maker? There are a lot of reasons I love lists, which I plan on sharing with you soon. But today, because I’m turning over a new leaf, I’ll share with you this: the first installment in my new and recurring “Top 10 Lists”.

Are you shocked by the title of this post? I am too. And so is my husband. And yes, that number refers to the time I set my alarm for this morning. Yes, it was on purpose. Yes, it was dark. And yes, I was productive or something in that quiet, coffee-filled hour before the kiddos woke up. Is productive a relative term? You decide, in today’s installment of:

Top 10 things to do at 5:30 am.

1) Clank around the french press/coffee mugs/refrigerator, wake up the dog, and then blindly ignore his pleas to be let outside. Your excuse will later be that it was dark and you didn’t see him there, but as you’re cleaning pee stains off of the chic and over-rated “unfinished” wood floor, some part of you will be making a mental note to be a better pet parent tomorrow.

2) Clank around the laptop/desk drawers/pencil holder, wake up the 4 year old, and then pretend like you don’t know he’s peeing all over the toilet seat in your bathroom. Also pretend like you don’t know he probably did it because he thinks it will be funny for you to sit in it later. Continue reading

Sunday Funday

3 Jun

The sun is setting on an idyllic weekend (sigh) and I’m tearing myself away from Pinterest to get some words out into the world. It’s been a busy week, and I seem to have had every excuse to set aside self care (ie: yoga, writing, quiet time) which has left me with a seriously sore neck, over-stimulated brain, and the need for more than one glass of wine tonight.

There is so darned much to do these days, but weekends like this remind me why it’s worth it to work so hard all week. The payoff of poolside BBQs, planting sunflowers, and (proud mommy moment!) teaching our six year old to ride his bike without training wheels is enough to fuel my soul for at least another five workdays. This is what summer is all about, I tell ya. And at the moment I’m feeling awfully lucky for, well, everything.

Especially this ten seconds that the big guy stood still for his obligatory pic with mom.

Which was after these many seconds of practice with papa.

And these two seconds that the little dude turned on cue when I called his name. Gotcha.

And of course these many seconds that the four of us spent in the backyard tilling and fertilizing and planting our sweet sunflower seeds (given to us by our dear friend Chip who shared last year’s bounty…thank-you!). We carved out this bed last year and planted store bought seeds, but I know that these will be truly special because “Uncle Chip” grows the biggest happiest sunflowers we’ve ever seen. I’ll post updates for y’all!

See, now aren’t I feeling better already. Great weekends deserve a little wrap-up, some time to give those hours the reflective gratitude they deserve. If there’s anything you did that was fab please let me know. Maybe we’ll try it next weekend! Until then 😉