I know, I know. I have an iPhone and Gmail and Outlook and TECHNOLOGY. But, I like to write things down and cross things out by hand and the ability to look at my day without being attached to a device.
Do you like tomatoes? Then I’ve got a nice little recipe for you.
The above is a photo collage of the stuffed tomatoes I made for dinner the other night and they were SO GOOD and I wanted to share.
I based this off a recipe I saw in this month’s issue of Martha Stewart’s Living. (Which I left on an airplane so I went off what I remember…)
I turned those blueberries into this crisp and it was delicious.
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.