My mom and I were on the phone the other day and she was telling me about a house that she and my dad looked at that afternoon. She told me all about the house and the location...in her words 'it's by the Metro Link'...Ma! We moved from California almost 18 years ago yet she still calls things by their CA names. It's the Light Rail. Hahahha. And she still calls grocery bags 'Vons' bags.
Hahah, I love it.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
ornaments/christmas
...about Christmas
I made some ornaments...
I put twice as many lights on the tree...
Coco watched over us from the top...
Jeremy and I took a few lover photos on Christmas eve, but I missed him in one of them...
I got a Keurig machine for Christmas from the twins...
My 32nd Birthday & the year of the CAPE
I turned 32 this past Sunday. I am still having a hard time writing/saying it. 32. 32.
The plan for the weekend was to get dinner with my girlfriends and then head over to Allison's to play on her new Xbox Kinect. Scottsdale was filled with tourists because of some football game and the restaurants were apparently going to be packed so at the last minute we scrapped dinner and decided to head to Allison's a bit earlier and hang out there for the night.
Now I need to include a little back-story. A few days before my birthday, Jeremy and I went to American Apparel to try to find a stripey shirt that I couldn't buy online because they don't accept gift cards (thank you Allison for my Christmas gift, btw). I couldn't find the shirt but I did find an amazing wool cape. I tried it on and didn't want to take it off, it was so hilariously big on my and intended for way colder climates but I didn't care, I loved it. After twirling around in it in the store I hung it back up on the hanger and snapped a quick picture of it...
I posted it to Facebook and said: Just going to put this out there, my birthday is Sunday if anyone wants to buy me the Amer. Apparel wool cape.
On Saturday night the plan was for Jeremy and Espen to come over to Allison's and when Espen got tired, Jeremy would take him home. So we headed out the door on our way to my birthday party!
It wasn't long before the girls wanted to give me my present. Wrapped in a huge Nordstrom bag was the best gift ever from the best girls & boyfriend ever...
I thought I was going to pass out when I saw what was peeking out from the tissue in the bag. The beautiful woolly cape was mine and oh my god, I was SO EXCITED. For days I had been thinking about how I could save up for the cape, would it still be available, will it be summer time by then...
After modeling my cape we proceeded with drinking wine, smoking cigarettes and talking babies and ever so often we'd go inside and dance with the kinect.
I had a a freakin' blast. I love my friends so much! They are beyond amazing ladies on so many levels.
The next morning I woke up to pancakes in bed and a hand written birthday card from Espen...
Espen loves my cape too. He got inside and said 'mommy, look. I'm in a valcano!'
Espen and I made spinning art in the morning and blew bubbles as the day went on...
At some point Espen got out the tape and dressed up like 'the Karate Kid' (his words). How hilarious is this photo??
We were starving so by 4:30 we were getting ready to head out the door to have my birthday dinner at Carlsbad Tavern (so delicious, OMG). Before we left we had a little impromptu photo shoot to showcase my most amazing cape. Ha. Obsessed? YES!
...Get ready for some serious cape pictures...
Dinner at Carlsbad was amazing as usual and we finished off dinner with a piece of birthday Key Lime pie.
{babe}
{making a wish...that i wouldn't look wierd in pictures}
I had a lovely birthday.
thank you to my friends and to jeremy and espen, i love love love you all!
{babe}
{making a wish...that i wouldn't look wierd in pictures}
I had a lovely birthday.
thank you to my friends and to jeremy and espen, i love love love you all!
Thursday, January 6, 2011
1 year
A few days ago, my llama friend Kitten brought up making photo books online and it got me thinking. I made a Blurb book for Espen a couple of years ago and I love love love it! I just pulled pictures from early August 2006 through Espen's first birthday to document his first year of life in pictures and I think it turned out wonderfully. A few months back I started a new book, this time for the 600 square foot home. The program I was using was not very user friendly and I made the mistake of importing the entire blog which was completely overwhelming and I quickly became put off by the idea of making this blog into a book. So, yesterday, every time I had some down time I would hop on Blurb Books and work on a new book, this time I decided to break the blog down to volumes of 2 month's worth of posts. The result, well, I won't know for another week once it arrives but it looks pretty cute on my computer.
It wasn't until late last night when I was giving the book one final review, that I realized that it's been 1 year since I started regularly blogging. So, happy blogging anniversary to me. It's been so much fun for me and to my friends and family, I hope it's been fun for you too.
XO
C
It wasn't until late last night when I was giving the book one final review, that I realized that it's been 1 year since I started regularly blogging. So, happy blogging anniversary to me. It's been so much fun for me and to my friends and family, I hope it's been fun for you too.
XO
C
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
happy new year
Last year we had without a doubt the craziest new years ever. I'm sure you've heard me tell the story and/or seen the videos. All I wanted to do was stay home last year but instead we went out and it was terrible.
This year was going to be our year to stay at home, cuddle with Espen (who we've only spent one new years eve with) and lay low. My parents had Espen at their house for one last visit before his winter break was over and the plan was to pick him up from there house and head up north to play in the snow. Now, my parents house got hit pretty hard with snow this year and we could have easily stayed around their house in Yarnell but we thought we'd try Prescott for a change of scenery. After about an hour of driving up crazy switch backs with snow everywhere we finally made it to Prescott around 3:30. How cute is Prescott, by the way? The center of town and the county court house building looked amazingly quaint and the snow and people all bundled up made me want to immediately plan a weekend trip up there. I'm not sure how it happened but Jeremy said we were going to head to Flagstaff without even looking for a place in Prescott to play in the snow. So, I plugged in the info on the navigation and off we went. I was desperately watching the clock because our navigation told us we'd be in Flagg in over an hour and a half and I wasn't sure we'd make it there in time to a) play in the snow and b) make it home in time for a relaxing night at home...well, it turns out I was right. We didn't reach Flagstaff till 5pm. We passed the main part of town and headed towards Wing Mountain, to try to find a snowy spot that we pulled off and played in last year. We couldn't find the old spot so we pulled off in another just long enough for me to use the most disgusting/frozen/stinky public/park restroom. At this point I was getting anxious. I'm normally the kind of girl to just roll with things and make the best of a situation but this time was different. All year I was looking forward to being home on new years, my monthly bitch from hell decided to visit that day (and if you know me then you know that I become completely useless), I was cold and starving. Jeremy talked me down from my mild freak out and the next thing you know we were checking in to a crappy Super 8, ordering pizza & wings and settling into our new digs. We thought at some point we were going to be able to stop by Jeremy's parents on the way home from playing in the snow so we brought a bottle of Glogg to give them and thank god we did, we immediately opened the bottle and started to drink! Espen was asleep by 10:30 and while Jeremy & I waited till midnight to arrive we watched bad Mexican new years countdowns, flipped between Harry Potter and Road Trip and a couple of times, fought the cold long enough for me to grab a quick smoke. By 8pm it was 0 degrees out and by midnight it 10 below. At midnight we watched the ball drop on TV, snuck out for one last smoke and an impromptu photo shoot with my camera (who's battery was about to die since I didn't think we'd be gone all day, I had only charged it half way, ugh).
In the end, after all of my complaining and freaking out about not having a relaxing new years at home we ended up having one of the best new years ever and from now on, we're thinking about heading out of town every year, next year...El Tovar at the Grand Canyon! And, it turned out that staying the night totally worked in our favor. The next morning after weathering the -17 degree temperature, we ate a not so yummy continental breakfast and headed out to Wing Mountain, but I'll save that for another post.
{espen & his icicle or what he calls 'obstacles'}
{before we left Yarnell my dad asked jeremy to help him drag his canoe up a hill on the side of their house and tried to ride it down, somewhat unsuccessfully}
{family portrait with our pizza}
{zero}
{super 8 is totally fun}
{super 8 is totally metal}
{ugh, so mad that jeremy made his weird tongue/eye face and what a lovely background, chevron}
{new years kiss}
{happy new year, it's effing cold out}
{by the time we woke up it, this is what we had to deal with}
How do you stay warm when it's below zero? Layers!!
This year was going to be our year to stay at home, cuddle with Espen (who we've only spent one new years eve with) and lay low. My parents had Espen at their house for one last visit before his winter break was over and the plan was to pick him up from there house and head up north to play in the snow. Now, my parents house got hit pretty hard with snow this year and we could have easily stayed around their house in Yarnell but we thought we'd try Prescott for a change of scenery. After about an hour of driving up crazy switch backs with snow everywhere we finally made it to Prescott around 3:30. How cute is Prescott, by the way? The center of town and the county court house building looked amazingly quaint and the snow and people all bundled up made me want to immediately plan a weekend trip up there. I'm not sure how it happened but Jeremy said we were going to head to Flagstaff without even looking for a place in Prescott to play in the snow. So, I plugged in the info on the navigation and off we went. I was desperately watching the clock because our navigation told us we'd be in Flagg in over an hour and a half and I wasn't sure we'd make it there in time to a) play in the snow and b) make it home in time for a relaxing night at home...well, it turns out I was right. We didn't reach Flagstaff till 5pm. We passed the main part of town and headed towards Wing Mountain, to try to find a snowy spot that we pulled off and played in last year. We couldn't find the old spot so we pulled off in another just long enough for me to use the most disgusting/frozen/stinky public/park restroom. At this point I was getting anxious. I'm normally the kind of girl to just roll with things and make the best of a situation but this time was different. All year I was looking forward to being home on new years, my monthly bitch from hell decided to visit that day (and if you know me then you know that I become completely useless), I was cold and starving. Jeremy talked me down from my mild freak out and the next thing you know we were checking in to a crappy Super 8, ordering pizza & wings and settling into our new digs. We thought at some point we were going to be able to stop by Jeremy's parents on the way home from playing in the snow so we brought a bottle of Glogg to give them and thank god we did, we immediately opened the bottle and started to drink! Espen was asleep by 10:30 and while Jeremy & I waited till midnight to arrive we watched bad Mexican new years countdowns, flipped between Harry Potter and Road Trip and a couple of times, fought the cold long enough for me to grab a quick smoke. By 8pm it was 0 degrees out and by midnight it 10 below. At midnight we watched the ball drop on TV, snuck out for one last smoke and an impromptu photo shoot with my camera (who's battery was about to die since I didn't think we'd be gone all day, I had only charged it half way, ugh).
In the end, after all of my complaining and freaking out about not having a relaxing new years at home we ended up having one of the best new years ever and from now on, we're thinking about heading out of town every year, next year...El Tovar at the Grand Canyon! And, it turned out that staying the night totally worked in our favor. The next morning after weathering the -17 degree temperature, we ate a not so yummy continental breakfast and headed out to Wing Mountain, but I'll save that for another post.
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