I was telling a friend of mine the other day that one day you realize the last time you held your baby was the last time you'd ever hold them.
That day came and went for me the first time, but never again, I decided would I let it slip through my fingers without reflecting on it.
And then, I realized another thing.
That last time that you got to hold your baby really does come around again...when she has a little baby that is the exact spitting image apple not falling far from the tree kind of precious lump of sugar!
And what's even better than that?
Getting to spend a whole beautiful day hiking and picnicing with them both to celebrate the day one was born so the other one could be!
Happy Birthday Peep #1....I love you ever so!
And as usual...today I will tell you about the day you were born...for the 31st time!
I'm not really getting a new pool just yet, or for sure one that looks like this...but as I was browsing my sitemeter which is something I do while waiting for lunch with hubby, I came across the above search.
Someone from Melbourne, Australia put in the search words couch potato with beergut and MY PURA VIDA came up.
OK...it's taken me the whole weekend to get over the fact that Wine Tower is
Why do I have to be on the wine tower karma bus?
First of all....we order it in February...it arrives, damaged in June, finally gets here in September and I find out
it doesn't keep my wine cold enough.
From the time I was little, going to the show at the Lyric, buying a cup of ice for a dime and grapefruit lifesavers for fifteen cents, crunching them together to get that icy cold citrusy yummy summer time flavor, I have been on this path...replaced by
citrus heaven..especially since now it can be intoxicating...but the above should be chilled between 43-48 degress and lame wine tower only goes to 52.
So...if I want my icy cold chilled selection to come out of the refrigerator with lovely delicate dew on the bottle, I have to keep mine in the beer fridge in the garage.