Friday, November 20, 2015

five on friday

Y'all know the drill...


We've officially survived a week of Hand Foot Mouth Disease.  I wish I could say it's been a swell time, but, yeah, no.  A swellING time?  Maybe.  But probably not as that's not even a great pun.  Multiple classrooms in both chicklets' schools are infected, and we know three other families currently fighting the good fight, so at least we are on trend.  

HFM: So hot right now.
B was the unlucky duck this go'round -- Ever since her first year of MDO, L has had the immune system of a prized ox, so I'm not too shocked she's come through unscathed, but I've been knocking on lotsa, lotsa wood at the same time.  Or maybe the Universe is just gearing up for Part 2: Thanksgiving Edition.  WE SHALL SEE.  But for now, at least, L continues to healthfully relish her self-appointed roll of Town Crier by shouting "Bray-ee has Hand & Foot Disease in his mouth!" as loudly as possible to random groupings of parents at her school drop-off and pick-up as I frantically attempt to keep my tiny leper as contained as possible.  Not mortifying in the slightest. 

B has been a decent little patient, but it's always so maddening to have a young toddler this sick... I know he feels like absolute crap, but he won't sit still to rest to save his life, hasn't wanted to eat much of anything, and doesn't have enough words to tell me how to help.  Plus E has been in and out {but mostly out} of town since last Friday night, so we've all been riding the Hot Mess Express.  L has been enjoying more Curious George Christmas {CHRISTMAS MONKEY! CHRISTMAS MONEY!} than I normally allow, and B is pretty much subsisting solely on fruit snacks and gummy vitamins... but my post-bedtime SSB game has been on point!  Many thanks to the folks at Motrin and Bota Box for making any minuscule successes this week a possibility!


WTAF, Google Image Search?
We are hosting Thanksgiving this year, and, per usual, I am equal parts psyched and stressed {although more like subconsciously stressed... HFM seems to have robbed me of my ability to give a shit, but I am having very vivid "morning of Thanksgiving and I haven't purchased any ingredients to make anything or the turkey" dreams}.  No experiments on my planned menu this year... Whole Foods is roasting my turkey for me {so kind}, the Parade-Watching Spinach Strata and Squash Casserole are chilling in the freezer, and I'll be hammering out Hatch Mac {scroll down for my modifications - I also use about 3/4ths the Velveeta and substitute extra sharp cheddar for the rest}, Cornbread Pecan Dressing, and Pumpkin Pie between forced-familial bursts of cleaning.  Sister Schubert and our guests will take care of the rest.  We are also doing a casual Friendsgiving {except with some family, too?} on the 28th.  I haven't really thought much about that save for buying a cute tablecloth for the kiddie table and more bubbles for the bubble machine.  Ho hum, I'm sure it will all be fine.


I really like these tees from Gap, and I am in no way obligated to or profiting by telling you that. I have my size in both the Tall and Regular lengths, and I prefer the Tall {shocking}.  They are not as loose fitting on me as they appear on the model, buuuuut... MODELS.


Save 40% on cards & stationery

I finally chose a holiday card design and pulled the trigger on order our cards.  Shutterfly was this year's winner {it's always a toss-up between Minted, Tiny Prints, and Shutterfly... I'm always pleased with all of those vendors' products!}, and they are running a big 40% off sitewide special if you are still in the festive stationery market!


I tried to write something about the attacks on Paris and the Syrian refugee crisis much earlier in the week and it wasn't nearly...enough.  My thoughts are also with terror-stricken Beirut and Baghdad , but I'd be lying if I said those {scantly reported -- a topic for another day} incidents had the same effect on me as the reports from France I watched in shocked silence one week ago.  Rightness and Fairness aside, we are drawn to those stories that more closely mimic our own lives, and images of bodies in a street that could just as easily be any American city remind us of our own fragility.  My own words are lacking, but I've found myself furiously nodding my head as I read others' work.  Two of my favorite op-ed pieces: here and here.

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Friday, November 6, 2015

Five on Friday

Linking up once again with April for a little FoF action...


My thoughts on Lena Dunham read like a 2004 collegian Facebook relationship status {that shit is complicated, yo}. My feelings towards Lenny Letter, however, are much more succinct: I enjoy its weekly offerings {especially the interviews} {okay, fine, and the vajacial intel} quite a lot. And I know the 17 and 23 year old versions of myself would have seriously loved it. So sign yourself up! And go ahead and intelligently spam your favorite baby feminist while you're at it. 

four.  Speaking of feminists... 

After scrounging around for decent harvest themed books at the library this week, we checked out this one on Sarah Hale, "the woman who saved Thanksgiving" {who, admittedly, I knew nothing about}, and I highly recommend adding it to your seasonal library! 

It is very RA-RA CIVIC ACTIVISM and RA-RA LADIES GETTING SHIT DONE and it's a nice little history lesson, to-boot! 

Warning: It's likely more appropriate for slightly older kiddos... The editor's note online says grades 1-4.  There is mention of slavery and the Civil War and the fact that girls weren't normally educated back in the day, etc.  I found those topics pretty easy to navigate with L {to be fair, she didn't ask about slavery, so I didn't offer any further explanation}, but just be aware if you're reading this to a preschooler!  There's actually another great book on Sarah Hale {Sarah Gives Thanks}, but the heavy issues {including the death of her first husband, her kids visiting their father's grave, etc} were laid out in much more detail so we're skipping that one for now!  Don't want another Legend of the Bluebonnet situation on our hands {native Texans may remember this book fondly from childhood... I remembered it so fondly that I completely forgot the little girl main character's entire family perishes in a plague and she burns her only doll as a sacrifice to the rain gods... Any guesses as to how that plot line played out when I read it to a somewhat anxious 3 year old?}.  

Anyhoodle.  Thank You, Sarah is the bee's knees. Fabulous text, fabulous illustrations. 


This Patterned Swing Dress from Old Navy is awesome!  Casual enough for child-wrangling {although a little short -- I'd pop on leggings or tights if I were planning on a lot of squatting or lifting} but cute enough for more adult activities.  I wore it trick-or-treating with flats and then out with E to see The Martian at Alamo Drafthouse {OMFG ANOTHER SPACE MOVIE} with my very favorite Toms Suede Booties. I like it so much I've ordered the gray floral print as well.  I really wanted the yellow {which Old Navy online tells me is Katie Holmes' pick? MmmmKay, Joey Potter}  for Bears / Deacons football, but, alas, it is sold out in my size. May you be luckier! 


This was a recommendation from Mom & Dad Are Fighting {RIP binge listening... I cannot tell you how bummed I am that I have to wait a week for each new episode now}.  As you might have guessed by the pole dancing graphic, it is not one of their child-friendly recs!  I'm surprised the Rotten Tomatoes rating is only a 67% and that I didn't hear anything about this film when it was released, because I enjoyed it so much.  My guess is it makes people uncomfortable.  If you're a fan of This is 40, Friends with Kids, and Togetherness, I think you'll appreciate Afternoon Delight {although it's definitely darker than This is 40}.  Kathryn Hahn really needs to be in more things.  Or let's just put her in everything.  I love her. 


Moravian Star Pendant

I am about to pull the trigger on a Moravian star pendant for our entryway, and I am much more excited than one should probably be in regards to light fixtures.  I'd like this guy to come live in my dining room, but I don't know how I feel about keeping all that glass sparkling.  Anyone have one like it?  How's the dusting factor? 

Happy Weekending!

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Wednesday, November 4, 2015

another damn halloween post

This is more of a photo dump than a post of actual substance, but, hey, Halloween, right?

We had the great pleasure of having my aunt Joy play sleepover last Thursday evening.  I'm not sure she was anticipating Austin Flood 2k15 2.0 when she made her travel plans, but she was an excellent sport, happily forging through the deluge with me for both nursery school drop offs on Friday. And, because I am an incomparable hostess, I also recruited her to make rice krispie treat pumpkins for B's {utterly ridiculous and unnecessary} class celebration {don't worry, I'll continue to vociferously share my opinion on full-blown toddler "school" parties each and every holiday... get excited for Christmas, y'all!}.  Just what every guest wants to do at 9 pm, I'm sure!  Thankfully for me, she had the genius idea of buttering our hands before forming the pumpkins... Pinterest was all "oh, just let the mixture cool a little bit and then you can easily form balls!"  Per usual, Pinterest is a dirty, dirty liar. 

TL; DR: My aunt came and is awesome and don't forget to butter your hands for optimal krispie ball formation. 

L spent a good chunk of Friday morning crammed in the bathroom with her classmates due to storm warnings {apparently Buster the ginea pig came with and this was the most hysterical thing that has ever happened to L ever, ever, ever}, and then at 10:30, I received an email from her school asking parents to come pick up their chickadees ASAP.  There was no such missive from B's school {Methodists are wimps and/or Catholics laugh in the face of severe weather}, so I was still on the hook for his party.  Another familial shout-out to my dad, who baked pizzas while I ran to get L and helped me drag everything up to the church for the main event!  

Apparently jelly beans are choking hazards, and I picked the two most obnoxious lunch sides for 18 month olds {string cheese ghosts: require unwrapping / tangerines with jack-o-lantern faces: require peeling}, but everything looked pretty cute, and I suppose the little tater tots had fun.  Developmental appropriateness issues aside, the ham sandwich below is now a rice krispie treat fan 4-lyfe. 

Actual Halloween dawned clear and bright!  Despite the downed leaves and mud, it was a really beautiful day.  L was dressed in her Doc McStuffins costume and ready to trick or treat by 7 am.  She settled for gingerbread pancakes at Kerbey Lane and a Zilker train ride.  She also agreed to ditch her coat and stethoscope until dusk. 

My parents and cousin Margot came over for apps and beverages as the kidlets were completing final ToT prep.  B happily wore his hoodie but he made it clear it was too hot for the matching leggings and fuzzy feet.  Such is Halloween in Texas. 

Trick or treating was super fun this year.  L really got into it, and B was a total trooper and made it around our cul-de-sac before deciding the stroller with a lollipop was the way to roll.  Our neighborhood was jam packed with costumed kids, and many streets had block-party-like mini fiestas going on with the adults.  I love living in a place that really gets into the spooky-fun mood!  

We hope you're Halloween was spooktacular!