– Last weekend we rode our cows to the Big City to attend our friend’s piano recital in one of the big Victorian houses that preside over San Francisco. It’s always inspiring to me whenever an adult decides to learn a new instrument, and our friend sounded fantastic. He’s only been playing a couple of years and I am so proud of him. My Aunt Trisha decided to take up fiddle at age fifty. If you have the passion, it’s never too late.
– Isobel has a habit of drawing horizontal slashes on her arms and legs with markers or a ballpoint pen. When she shows us she’ll say I AM A TIGER LOOK AT MY COSTUME!
– While at the recital I took this photo of a gnome peeing but really he was holding a rock or something and just facing a fence.
– I usually spend some time with Isobel at school when it’s time to pick her up, and between this play time and our daily drop off class photo sessions, I know most of the kids’ names and a little bit about them. One day I was waiting for Isobel to finish a painting before taking her home and four of her classmates presented me with pictures they had painted for me. I may have had something in my eye.
– It’s been getting hot around here, and we crossed our fingers, eyes and toes and turned on the AC. Nothing happened. We were afraid of this. Although we somehow survived the winter with no heat, I’m not sure how we’ll make it through hundred-degree weather this summer with no air conditioning. The next morning Isobel gave me one of her golden ornament creations and said, “I made you a present, Mama! It’s just what you always wanted! An air conditioner!”
– We have no news on the job front, but it’s not for lack of trying. Anthony has been filling out applications like crazy while still busting his ass at work. But there’s nothing new to report yet. We’re still in that gray space of trying to figure out what our future is going to look like. I’ve had good days of dealing with this as well as bad, but some helpful talks with friends (including one awesome internet pal who shall remain nameless) have helped tremendously. We’ll get through this, and eventually, it will all be okay.
– I’ve reintroduced Avatar: The Last Airbender Isobel, and she loves it. Technically she’s seen it before, but at the time she was still hanging off my boob and going through diapers at an alarming rate, so I don’t think she remembers it. It’s an amazing serious with more thought put into it and better writing and design than just about every series on TV right now. Skip the trainwreck of a movie, however.
– We’re outside a good portion of each day, and we’ve planted a large and haphazard garden. So far it includes peas, corn, several types of sunflowers, a few types of onions, garlic, pumpkins, cherry tomatoes, regular tomatoes, basil, sage, poppies, marigolds, strawberries and catnip. You can’t eat poppies or marigolds, of course, but marigolds are another form of pest control and poppies are good for the soul. Last weekend Isobel ate our first ripe strawberry off of one of our plants. It was an overachiever, I guess, because the rest of them aren’t even close to ready.
In the Garden: It’s Ladybug Time! We released ladybugs into our garden to use as natural pest control and as a fun activity with Isobel.
Scrapbook: Picked by Isobel. A collection of photographs of the little bouquets Isobel has picked for me.
Scrapbook: Mezza Luna. Isobel wants to drive cars and use knives now that she’s a big girl. This is a happy medium.
Little Big Kitchen: Memories of Mexico. My friend Jose talks about his memories of food and life growing up in Mexico.
DIY Closet Dividers Tutorial. I made these for Isobel’s nursery, but now I want them for myself.
Thrift Store Score: Big Girl Brass Bed. We could probably set this up for her soon.
Home Movies: Let’s Sing the ABCs. Isobel and her epic bedhead sing for you.
Thrifty Crafting: DIY Flower Fascinator Tutorial II. I felt like a Mexican princess.
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