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Somethings (and #febphotoaday/16)

16. Something New On May 31, 2008, as the saxophone played, I held onto my dad's arm and walked, down a peony-lined runner, towards my forever. I had something old, a headpiece made of champagne and ivory seed pearls, worn by my Nanny on her wedding day; I had something borrowed, the tiny, gold wedding band, that had been on my Mommom's own finger ...

An excerpt

from last summer: Today was a typical day at the beach. You know, it was hot. We read. We relaxed. And braced for a tornado. What? You mean you’re not used to doing that at 4pm on a Sunday? Yeah, neither are we. When the news broke of the Tornado Warning, my Poppop kicked into high gear. I was otherwise occupied, you know, pumping, so, when I answered his ...

Scenes from the Nest

Three things you should know about me: I love feathers (yes, you already know that, but I am just further emphasizing my love for all things bird.) I love my family. (which, I mean, duh.) I love photos. More accurately, I am obsessed with photos. I love taking pictures. I love looking at pictures. I love reminiscing over pictures. So yes, feathers, ...

Idle Idol

Last week, a funny thing happened on my way to my Facebook. An old friend from childhood, with whom I've recently reconnected, posted a clever "status update" about our High School Senior Year Superlatives. In her status, she mentioned being a finalist in the category of "Most Likely to be the Next American Idol". I read it, and then ...

Proud

"That was a good blog today." -My Poppop, when he called to wish his honey a happy 7 month birthday. I'm so so proud to have him as my biggest fan. And as my Poppop.

Top Chef, Top Shmef

Except, not really. I am still (insanely, insanely) jealous that my parents got to eat a decadent dinner, cooked by none other than the new Top Chef, Kevin Sbraga. Oh, and you know the winning duck dish that he made last night, the one that put him over the edge and secured his victory? Yeah, my mom had that. She ...

Kings and Queens and Bishops, Too

Happy 30th Anniversary of your 51st Birthday, Dear Poppop. Not only are you the most precious of all Great-Grandfathers, but you are also the King of Birthdays. Wishing you a year of health, joy, happiness, peace, onion rolls, hummus, talking Barbie dolls, upper-arm squeezes, baby kisses, orange sherbet, long, sunny beach days, and, of course, many happy cocktail hours, with your ...

There’s No Place Like Home

Today was a typical day at the beach. You know, it was hot. We read. We relaxed. And braced for a tornado. What? You mean you're not used to doing that at 4pm on a Sunday? Yeah, neither are we. When the news broke of the Tornado Warning, my Poppop kicked into high gear. I was otherwise occupied, you know, pumping, so, when I answered his call downstairs, I ...

Happy Birthday to Us

Today is the 1 month birthday of this blog. It may not seem like much, but in this family, we will use any excuse to celebrate. Another one of our traditions. In fact, my Poppop calls me every month, on the 11th, to wish me a happy (fractional) birthday. You know, "Happy 5/6 Birthday, Pretty." Oh, and did I mention ...