wish you were there

This morning I was mistaken for Hilary Swank in a downtown Seattle Starbucks. This was the conversation that followed between Brad & I.

Brad: "What was that all about?"
Me: "Oh, that guy just mistook me for Hilary Swank."
Brad (looks me over, starts nodding): "I can see it. I can really see it."
Me: "REALLY?!? I always thought she looked a bit horsey."
Brad (not missing a beat): "Yah, she does a little."

We then proceeded to almost fall off our chairs laughing.

crushin'

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friday morning

Tomorrow morning Nana & Papa are swinging by bright and early to pick up Vida Blue for the day... and night. They do this for each of their grandchildren's birthdays. This will be V's first year. Word on the street is "Nana & Papa Day's" are packed full of adventures. Stanley Park. Shopping. Caramel apples. Yaletown parks. Pretty sweet stuff right?

Well no... not exactly. 

This mama hasn't been feeling too sweet about it all week long. I've been missing her terribly. It's been like one long, slow build-up to Friday morning. I know it probably doesn't make a bit of sense, but I'm exhausted. I think Bradley might be feeling it too. 

We've actually laughed at ourselves a whole lot this week. How could we possibly be missing her so much when she hasn't even left us yet?  We made ourselves feel better with a midnight photo shoot... just to document her sweetness. And the cuddles... the cuddles have been endless.






















And then today came. (Today being Thursday.) Vida Blue had her overnight bag packed before breakfast. It never left her side all day. All she could talk about was Nana & Papa. It broke my heart a little.  

Broken heart aside, Brad & I are making the best of it. We're heading down to Seattle with one kid under one. This is honeymoon territory. The possibilities are endless, and we know it.  

But we also know, that nothing is going to compare to the car ride home. The anticipation will be magic. Pure & simple. I'm already looking forward to it.  

five things you may not know about me

1. I believe there is a right way & a wrong way to hang toilet paper. If you happen to hang yours wrong (i.e. under)... just know, I will be switching it. 

2. I avoid gas stations at all costs. It drives my sister crazy... Bradley too.

3. I add 'er' to the end of a lot of words. The other day Vida said to me "Jenne, lippers sore". I think I was more proud than shocked.

4. Football is the bane of my existence. (Unless of course, Tom Brady is playing.) 

5. Thursday has been my favorite day of the week for as long as I can remember. In my world, there's no such thing as a 'bad Thursday'.  

Here's hopin' you're all having a good one.

tell me

Is there anything cuter than a naked piano playin' baby?



Didn't think so... ; )

a glimpse

My nightstand this morning...

I think someone may have been trying to keep the cupcakes away from their sister. 

Smart cookie.

hair envy

Well... make that hair, shirt & scarf envy.

Tonight Bradley & I are getting haircuts together. So fun, right? I'm keeping my fingers crossed that this little piece of magic can actually be recreated...

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crushin'

mission accomplished

Our goal this morning was to get out of the house & do something fun. I phoned one of our rec centres at 9:30am and the receptionist said that 'Open Play Time' started at 10am & we should get there early. We got dressed & left, just like that. Bed head - check. Gritty teeth - check. Overall - so totally worth it.

Oh, and P.S. girls..."You make me happy when skies are grey". But you knew that already.

note to self:

I went on a ten minute rant tonight about how complicated life is. It may have actually been closer to twenty. (Poor Bradley.)

Then I read this;

All I saw was... "STOP OVER ANALYZING, LIFE IS SIMPLE." 

That was enough.

i'm not gonna lie

Sometimes the magic behind date night is getting to throw on a fun t-shirt and a cute pair of flats. 

Carrying a clutch doesn't hurt either.   

miss ever, in three words

Lovely. Delightful. Sensitive.

I texted Bradley asking him for his three words & this is what he got back to me with;

She makes me "melt". She makes me want "more". And I have a huge "curiosity" of her personality to come.

At this moment in time I'm not sure who's more adorable... the babes or the mister. 

One thing's for certain... I am one lucky lady.

dreamin'

I came across this bed the other day & I can't seem to get it out of my head. It's not even my style and yet I wonder if it's available in king size. It's like the perfect family bed. No one's falling out of this sucker. I can just see myself sneaking into the middle to get some cuddles from the mister...

*sigh*

Please come back to me babe. Look at what you have me contemplating.

(Yes, Bradley's love affair with the guest room bed is back on. And it's stronger than ever it seems. This mama ain't happy.)

my husband

Part artist, part chef, part lumber 'go to' guy.  

I'm still shakin' my head.

just because...

happy new year?

Ummm... not so much around here. 
                                         
Yesterday Bradley was diagnosed with pneumonia. Awesome.  
                  
What's not awesome? Oh you know, the recurring man cold thoughts I'd been having. I'm shelving those for now.   
                                     
As for us girls, we're battling our own ailments. Nothing quite as serious as the silent 'p' however. I'll leave it there. Just say a little prayer.

this year i want to...

* be more deliberate with my purchases (especially after reading about this family)
* stop drinking bottled water
* visit Tofino & use up my surfing lessons
* frequent Starbucks on weekends only
* buy only local organic chicken for my family
* spread a little optimism
* remember these words...

"Wealth consists not in having great possessions but in having few wants." 
-Esther de Waal