This Moment

This moment. A Friday ritual. A single photo- no words- capturing a moment from the week. A single, special, extraordinary moment. A moment I want to pause, savor, and remember. Inspired by Soule Mama.

Valentine's Day

Heart shaped ricotta pancakes from the Old Town Cafe

Ceci and Ada

Ceci pulling a weird zombie maneuver on Ada. She has my talent for scaring away potential friends with her unquenchable thirst for human flesh. 

Heart garland I made at the Temple Bar craft night. Martha Stewart, watch out! I'm sneaking up behind you with a club and some chloroform. Wow. This post is just getting creepier and creepier, isn't it?

The pavlova cake that I fucked up utterly and had to throw away. It sounded great though, and according to the lovely Megan, it is. But I am too mentally challenged to use parchment paper, apparently. Also meringue baffles me. Although in my defense, it is a recipe from an Australian website and the temperature described was in Celsius, not Fahrenheit. So I spent the entire afternoon trying to bake a cake at 100 degrees. Christ, how embarrassing.
Good thing my husband loves me. Happy Valentine's day!

The Painted Man

The Black Apple

I'm newly obsessed with this Portland artist and especially her "Lost on the Midway" series. It reminds me of one of my favorite books, Geek Love, and it fills me with the warm fuzzies. I'm not sure how many unframed prints one infant girl needs for her nursery, but one more can't hurt, right?

In other news, Ceci had an epic meltdown tonight. The girl was very tired after a long day with no nap. I continue to be baffled by this child that fights tooth and nail against napping during the day. If someone was cooing to me, reading to me, and cuddling me all day I would sure as shit be happily sleeping all the livelong day. I love sleeping. I love sleeping so much that I believe the sleep deprivation is the hardest part of parenting. Even when Ceci is a hormonal teenage girl attempting to stab me with a shiv, I will be thinking -
"This teenage homicidal angst IS challenging, but really, that sleepless screaming baby was INSANE"*.

I'll have a triple espresso, please.

Inspiration

Well, there's no theme behind this post except that I am deeply moved by this guy's panache. I saw this gentleman in Venice Beach a few years ago while I was vacationing in LA with friends. Really, who could be more beautiful and inspiring than this man? He's obviously highly committed to physical fitness, and he's not afraid to show off his chiseled bod. He is patriotic, and doesn't let his limited clothing prevent him from toting the essentials around. Please note the mysterious tube of pepper spray or possibly sunscreen wedged between the fanny packs. I'm going to go ahead and assume it's sunscreen, because although he is gifted with ample melanin I can tell he is sun-savvy. 

I admire self confidence, and he has it in spades. Cheers my man! Next time we cross paths I will buy you a protein shake. Until then stay awesome.

Weekend Bling

Rachel Pfeffer Design

A great big thanks to Studio 30+ for adding my blog to today's Saturday Spotlight! I think they included everyone who emailed them, but I'm just going to go ahead and pretend I've just won a really prestigious award. It's good for my self-esteem, ok?