Usually, there is nothing I enjoy more then sharing my opinions on back to school style, fall fashion, recipes and other pursuits, but lately, I’ve been so distracted it’s been hard to write. Maybe it’s the fact that school is right around the corner and I feel woefully unprepared. Or the fact that Saturday, just before the start of school, one of Lola’s BFF’s has a birthday party and that evening, we will be attending a wedding. Of a close cousin. At our home. Or maybe it’s because Lola has been sick since Saturday morning, with a high fever and hacking cough, resulting in three long days in a semi-quarantined state that’s resulted in a case of cabin fever so strong that my 4 year old, Eva, is literally starting to climb the walls.
Me: “Do not climb the walls of the kitchen!” Now that’s something you don’t say every day, But wait. I actually do.
Eva: “But it’s fun!”
Or maybe the 36 hour cooking blitz I just endured for my first attempt at Once a Month Cooking has left me feeling simultaneously proud and pooped, but a freezer half full of healthy, whole foods frozen dinners at the start of what promises to be a hectic fall is no small consolation. These days, when I am not praying for guidance, I am swimming in a sea of vintage recipes and blogs about homesteading and soap making and bread baking are the only things getting me through the days.
So right now I am going to count my blessings, because I need to:
My sister and her sweet girls are back from a long vacation, and the mood of the whole town seems different and happier
Friends, friends, friends. I am blessed with wonderful friends, some near and some far. You know who you are.
Two spirited girls. I am reading Raising Your Spirited Child, which I highly recommend, and have confirmed what I have always suspected: I have two daughters who are spirited, in differing degrees. This means, in a nutshell, that they are MORE of everything. I have decided to view this as a blessing.
Creative, inspiring work with my column, my blog, and my work as a stylist with The Stylist Online.
My husband – 11 years later and I still can’t wait for him to get home every evening.
Two sets of parents, mine and his, that are healthy and loving and supportive. Doesn’t get better than that.
4 Weddings and a Baby: After a six year dry spell, we have a quartet of family weddings coming up, from this weekend through next June, and the highly anticipated arrival of a new niece or nephew courtesy of my little brother and his beautiful wife.
There. That feels better. Hope you remember to do the same!
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