Archive for March, 2012

Husbandism #49

Friday, March 30th, 2012

David:  “I’m not sure I like your new shampoo.  I mean, it smells like what we used to wash our dog with when I was a kid.”

What my husband said last night after smelling my freshly washed hair.

A Goodbye For Grandma

Thursday, March 29th, 2012

My 91 year old Grandma passed away recently, and I just wanted to share with you what I read at her memorial service last weekend.  She was an amazing woman and I miss her every day.

A Goodbye For Grandma

One of my first memories of memories of my grandma was when I was about 8 years old.  I was at her house spending the night because we had to get up early the next morning for a super special trip – our trip to Florida.  She took my brother, Devon, to visit my Aunt Dorothy and Uncle Ray the previous summer but this year, she said, was my turn.

I waited all year for this trip.  And Grandma had been filling my head for months with all the adventures the two of us would have together.  She said we were going to do magical things I had never done before, like go to Disney World and meet Micky Mouse, go swimming at the beach where we would dig in the sand and find seashells, and she promised to take me to a place called Sea World, where someone named Shamoo would fly high in the air and do tricks.  I didn’t know who Shamoo was, but I knew if my grandma said it was going to be cool – it was going to be cool.

“But before the adventure begins,” she whispered to me the day before we were to leave, “I have something for you.”

And with that, she revealed a small, red suitcase.  It was exactly my size!

“Grandma,” I said while jumping up and down, “this is so awesome!  I’m going to pack all my stuff in here and take it on our trip together! Thank you!”

You see, I was raised with a lot of love, but not a lot of money, so any present – even a suitcase – was exciting.

“The suitcase,” Grandma giggled, “is only part of your present.  Unzip it and look inside.”

I did as I was told and I couldn’t believe my eyes.  Inside the red suitcase that was exactly my size, were treasures – lots of them.  I discovered a baby doll that wet when you fed her, and a blanket with little flowers that I could wrap her in when she got cold, but the best part – the clothes.

Grandma reached in a pulled out two pairs of shorts and two tops that matched – not to mention the cutest dress I’d ever seen.

“Look,” she said smiling, “can you read what the label says?”

“Made especially for you.  From, Grandma,” I whispered.

My grandma had sewn those clothes just for me – just for our trip – together.  And I felt special.

And she made me feel like that my whole life – special.

She would invite me over to spend the night at her house when I was a kid and she would let me eat Cheetos, drink 7up, and play UNO way past my bed time.

I went with her to K-Mart one time when she somehow found out about a secret shipment of Cabbage Patch dolls that were about to be delivered, and I literally witnessed my grandma body slam another woman so she could buy me one.  It was the 80s people – a Cabbage Patch doll was better than gold in those days.

She would sew me and my mom matching dresses.  And when I was a little girl, there was no one in the world I wanted to dress like more than my mom.  And my grandma made it happen.

And for family holiday dinners, she would make a banana desert topped with pudding and peanuts.  And every time, she would save some of the pudding in a dish just for me because she knew I loved it.

Since both my parents worked full time, I looked for her every day to pick  me and my younger brother up from school, and it never failed – her car was always the first one in the parking lot.

For Halloween, she aways gave me and my brothers lots of candy, and not the small sized candy most kids get when they trick or treat – the regular sized candy adults eat.  And we loved her for that.

When I was in college, she would invite me over once a week for a home cooked meal and we would sit at the kitchen table and talk for hours about the times when she was a little girl on the farm with her 11 brothers and sisters.  She said her sister, Lucille, was the brains behind all the wild schemes the pair pulled on their parents.  But even to this day, I think my grandma was more a part of that dynamic duo than she ever admitted.

And later, when I moved away and started my own career and my own family – I loved that Grandma and I kept our relationship strong with handwritten letters.  I have years of correspondence with my grandma that I treasure.  And every letter ends with, “Keep sweet and I love you.”

And I just want you all to know – I plan on keeping sweet.  And I love her too, so much.

My grandma and her family in 1969. My grandma is in the green dress and my mom is the teenager on the left in red.  Don’t you love her cat eye glasses?

House Tour: Family Room

Wednesday, March 7th, 2012

One of my guilty pleasures about meeting new people: taking a tour of their home.  I am such a fan of home decor and I love seeing how others style their own.  It’s been a while since you’ve sneaked a peek at my house, so I thought today, I’d give you a tour of our family room.

I’ve got five main colors going on in here: robin egg blue, avocado green, white, brown, and gold.  In our family room, you’ll find polka dot and stripe chairs, mixed with large paisley print valences hanging from a trio floor length windows.  Combining different prints adds a lot of texture, warmth, and playfulness to a room.  But here’s the thing – you must keep it in the main color palette.

To me, a room is all about finding and displaying the accessories you can not live without.  I love my little white rhinoceros that lives on the shelf, the pretty blue McCoy pottery I’ve collected over the years which holds Christmas cacti that not even I can kill, and the beautiful bezel mirrors I discovered on super sale at Target a year ago.  But the accessory I love the most:  the 3 1/2 foot letter ‘Y’ I bought from a thrift shop.  I was told, it used to be the ‘Y’ in the sign of a bakery shop which went out of business.  But when I first set eyes on my ‘Y’, it was a mess.  There was rust, and dents, and bolts that made David’s hands bleed when he removed them.  But through it all, I could see with a little love, a lot of elbow grease, and a coat of glossy white paint, my ‘Y’ would add a fun touch of personalization to our family room.  And it did.

I hope my guilty pleasure is yours as well, and you enjoy the tour of my family room.

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Toddler Talk

Tuesday, March 6th, 2012

Reichen:  “Daddy, what’s that called?”

David:  “It’s called an electrical outlet and you should never put your finger in one.”

Reichen:  “Why?”

David:  “They are really dangerous.  If you put your finger in one, you get electrocuted and all your hair falls out.”

{PAUSE}

Reichen:  “Daddy?”

David:  “Yes, Reichen?”

Reichen:  “Is that how you lost all your hair – when you put your finger in a light socket?”

The Best and The Brightest – Orange

Thursday, March 1st, 2012

Orange Crush. It’s the new red and looks best with a neutral, like beige or black.

how to wear orange

1. Nail Polish

2. Necklace

3. Button Down Shirt

4. Skirt

5. Jeans

6. Watch

7. Bracelet

8. Sunglasses

9. Clutch

10. Platforms

11. Lip Gloss

12. Dress

13. Tank Top

14. Cardigan

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