I turned those blueberries into this crisp and it was delicious.
- Patrick has started this new ritual of totally unprovoked meltdowns just before and while he’s eating dinner. I don’t really know what to do about them because he’ll go from totally fine to sobbing in a corner in a matter of seconds. Then he hands me his spoon but cries when I take it from him. Cries while eating his favorite foods. Cries while asking for more. It’s frustrating for both of us and I have no idea how to avoid it. Parenting would be so much easier if we could just read minds. (Let me save you trouble: He is not teething.)
- I just went to Target and spent SOME TIME in the home organization aisles. My plan for this evening is to get Tantrum Boy into bed, pour myself a glass of wine, and lock myself in my closet with my new organizing tools. I look forward to getting frustrated about 15 minutes into this project, looking at Pinterest for inspiration, getting even more frustrated because I am a failure, giving up and finishing the bottle of wine on the couch, and then having to clean up a huge mess in the morning. Yay!
- That’s about it.
- Happy Friday!
Which reminds me: If you haven’t read The Things They Carried then please drop everything and do so immediately. It’s one of my most favorite books of all times. It’s about war, friendship, memories, the process of writing and sharing stories.
COUSINS (+ me).
My sister and her munchkins stayed with us last night. It was her last stop on a three week long road trip visiting family and friends. (Just her and three kids under the age of six driving from Maryland to Upstate New York to Massachusetts to Philly and then back home to Maryland. She is either extremely brave or extremely crazy.)
It’s been a really good week over here in my little world. We got exciting baby news from friends who have been waiting to adopt for almost two years. Patrick was home sick on Monday and I choose to enjoy the quality time with my boy (after being in San Francisco most of last week) instead of being miserable that it was interfering with work. I finished a fantastic book. and immediately started another one. The meatballs I made were the best batch to date. We pulled the trigger on a grown-ups only vacation that we’ve been dreaming about for a while. We got word that a friend will be returning home from deployment in Djibouti next month. And I got to sit with my sister and watch our babies play together.
My heart is full. And that makes going into a Friday with three long meetings seem almost tolerable. (WOMP, WOMP.) (But for real, multiple meetings on a Friday in the summer. Come on, people!)
Happiness is standing in the middle of Rue Montorgueil with a baguette, two bottles of wine, and a bunch of cheese in your bag. (The only thing happier is when you and your kick ass travel sidekick devour the contents of your bag on the roof dock of a stunning apartment.)
See you again in November, Paris! (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)
I’m about 75% of the way through Elsewhere, California. I tried to finish it last night but I physically couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer. I’m looking forward to nap time (Patrick’s home sick today) / lunch time for me so I can sneak in some more reading.
Currently Reading Read in one cross-country flight and didn’t look up until I’d finished.
Let’s get this out of the way first: I didn’t pay for this book. It was given to me in exchange for a review. HOWEVER, I loved the book and would have gladly paid for it. Now, let’s jump into that review.
Bittersweet is a coming of age story, a mystery, and a romance novel all rolled into one. Mabel is an ordinary girl from the Pacific Northwest on scholarship at an East Coast university. Ev is Mabel’s gorgeous, old money, roommate who spends the entire first semester ignoring her and smoking cigarettes from her top bunk. They eventually become friends and Ev invites Mabel to join her for the summer at Winloch, her family’s compound in Vermont. And it’s there, beside the lake, the trees, the power, and the wealth that the story unfolds.
Mabel is welcomed with open arms into Ev’s enchanting family and quickly becomes part of their upper class world. She makes friends, falls in love, and tries desperately to forget her life before Ev and Winloch. But, as the summer goes on, Mabel slowly uncovers the ugly truth about this beautiful family and is forced to make some unimaginable choices. (Which I won’t get into because I don’t want to spoil a single thing for you.)
There were several unexpected plot twists in Bittersweet that kept me eagerly turning the pages. The story is faced paced, the characters are complicated, and the imagery is beautiful. I was instantly caught up in Mabel’s adventure and not disappointed in how the story ends.
Bittersweet is perfect for the beach, a long flight, or a book club pick.
Happy reading, friends!