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Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Do 2 Right Brains Make a Right?

I've been wanting to post a close-up of this charming little painting my friend Michelle made for baby Luke. Oh, I do love orange. And could those little cars be any cuter. Simple genius.

Michelle and I have been divulging some of our short comings (as fellow right brainers.) First, as we were cleaning Kim's blinds on a Friday, we commiserated about how far from a to do list cleaning blinds was for the two us. Not even on the radar screen. Then yesterday we laughed about forgetting appointments. I'm so bad that my friends are learning to compensate for me. A few weeks ago a friend called to remind me that Lily needed to be at her daughter's birthday party in two hours. Thank heaven she called. I actually had forgotten. Both little girls wouldv'e been devastated. Michelle and I considered keeping one another's calenders. Would I be better at remembering what she needs to do???

On a completely unrelated topic, I am in love with these baby booties my mom sent. She found them at a boutique and they have my sister-in-law's fabric on the bottom. I'm finding they go with every outfit. I must say, dressing a boy is much more fun than I expected.

Sunday, June 17, 2007

Been Busy

Can you see why I have no time to blog lately. Seems like Luke is either fussing, eating, or being so cute that I can't put him down. Ah well.
We had a lovely Father's Day. I made a big breakfast. Lily cut out scraps of paper and wrote down things she liked to do with her dad or that remind her of her dad. Then he had to interpret her crazy spelling. My favorites were "croty" (karate), "kis," and I can't remember how she spelled Nacho Libre. It was Hilarious. But I guess the highlight of my Father's Day was when Dave mopped the kitchen floor. I know, I should've stopped him. What can I say, I'm weak.

Monday, June 04, 2007


Another Calla Lily and more to come. When I was a kid, white calla lilies grew like weeds in our front yard in CA. I remember one year my mom tried to dig them out. Thank heaven it didn't work. We also had rose bushes that were like 8 feet tall and 6 feet wide. No joke. Ahhhh California. There are a few things I miss: unnaturally large rose bushes, Mexican food, the ocean, the weather.

Back to calla lilies. Down the street from my childhood home there was a beautiful old mansion with a huge iron fence around it. The front yard was quite large and instead of grass they had calla lilies. A real playground for a little girl's imagination. We never saw anyone going in and out. I'm sure some Jane Austin novel was playing itself out there. Right?