easter weekend

I like to celebrate in as many ways as I can.  Do you like my new spring shower buddy?  I do. 

I love holidays.  All of them.  Especially Easter.  It's a spiritual event...a joyful religious celebration spent with family.  Yet, to me, it's also about bunnies, and colorful eggs, little girls in pretty hats, pastel colors, daffodils and jelly beans.  Oh, and sugary peeps.  I love it all.  

This Easter Sunday promises to bring together my sisters and our beaus...to spend a morning of worship at St. Mary's Basilica downtown (truly divine space)...and to spend our afternoon together.  We might decorate eggs...or cook up an Easter brunch that would make my parents proud.


Do you celebrate in little ways too?   Happy Easter.

salad endeaver

 Orangette -  Summer Romaine Salad with Lime Garlic Dressing

When I went to college in the fall of 2000, I was not a fan of eating salad.  In fact, it never crossed my mind to eat healthy... I never worked out in a gym...never drank milk...or much water for that matter.  I lived on cafeteria food since I lived on campus...it was "free" on my meal plan.  I ate pizza probably more days than not, with a Coke, and ice cream for dessert.  I shudder at the memory. 

I still struggle to be healthy.  Though most of those gross habits have hit the curb since medical school started.  I work out...and think about what would be good for me....well, most of the time.  I still eat whatever I want (which isn't the smartest thing...and I'm constantly surprised that I'm not the size of a house...but if I keep doing what I'm doing I very well could be.)  So.  I want to start eating a salad at least once a day as a meal.  There.  Commitment made.
Maybe I'll try my hand at some of Molly's salads - they look tempting (not quite as tempting as her desserts...but I gotta start somewhere.)

What is your fave healthy treat?

Warm Chicken Salad with Arugula, Olives, and Pine Nuts

Balthazar Salad, Slightly Bastardized

doorstep garden

via broken*saucer

This is something you may not know about me - but I'm obsessed with gardening.  Except, I haven't had a plant for like 8 months or so...I keep moving...and my Phoenix plants keep dying because my roomies forget about them and such.  It's not their fault...they are my plants after all.

In college, my windowsills were overflowing with potted plants.  In fact, I ruined my first computer after water leaked from my watering.  (The computer started smoking....my dad was not amused...whoops!)

Someday I'll garden again.  Until then I'll just appreciate Sera's polaroids of her lovely Washington plants.

pin cushion

 namolin

As a novice quilter, I have the basics...a couple of needles, my grandmother fabric scissors, a container of pins, and a variety of grocery store plastic bags separating my threads, from my laces, from my fabric.  It's very rudimentary.  So you can imagine how droll worthy these sweet little pin cushions are to me...I want to make one...but know that I should not/will not take on another crafting project...even for a small sweet little cushion.  Aren't the adorable?

pleasanthedges

Janesdesigns

HomespunIreland

CountryHearts

life...inspired.

note: Oh man I don't know how to fix the SIZE so you can watch it. See it on youtube..it might change your life.

This video has been faithfully posted to my MySpace account for years...except I haven't even been on MySpace in about a year...and I missed this little video of loveliness. I used to watch it rather frequently...I find it terribly inspiring.

Like right now, I'm rejuvenated...to do something great. Or simple. Like, smile.

gone to paris

 Cafe Love by Etsy artist alicebgardens

My parents left for Paris yesterday.   I find it wildly romantic that they opt to spend a couple weeks in Europe every year.  Last year was Greece...the year before that was Italy....this year is France (and a little slice of Italy I believe.)   I wish I could fit in their suitcase...to steal a look at those beautiful places.

My mom loves to see everything...she's so fun to travel with...high energy (she lived in France for a while...see some of her pictures here).  My dad loves to see the sites too...except his favorite Parisian activity is to sit and drink coffee at the quaint outdoor cafes, and people watch.  They are a perfect travel team.

When I said au revoir to my parents as they waited to board the plane, my heart got stuck in my throat and it was impossible not to cry like a little girl.  I guess I'll always be a little girl when it comes to my parents.

I want them to live forever.

sans frames

DAYDREAM LILY

Oooooooh. This is a nifty idea. How would they keep from getting all ruined though???

tombstones

One of the highlights of our lil trip to Tombstone was the Boothill Graveyard. The local historical society keeps it looking fresh...probably a little more spic n span than it was in the late 1800's...but it was plenty interesting....and wicked creepy.

It was kindof sad...as most cemetaries are. There were so many tombstones that read "suicide." There was an informational packet that guides you through the graveyard, telling you a little bit more into the life, and death, of the people buried here.

There are a bunch of "ghost" tours at night...I think next time I'll do one of those.

"As you pass by,
remember that as you are,
so once was I,
and as I am, you soon will be.
Remember me."

squidarella

Ummmm...hello radical.



Thanks for the heads up on this Stephanie of Metropolitan Mama.

*le creuset contest!*

Go win this Le Creuset bakeware set from the fantastical Sera of one of my fave blogs ever, broken*saucer. Personally, I'm crossing my fingers that I win. Just sayin'.