Summer always feels like the time for pizza. Sun and cold drinks and pizza on the deck after a day of playing at the beach or in the park. It’s pretty perfect. Summer always comes late to the Pacific Northwest, and June is often nicknamed ‘Junuary’ because of the June gloom. But now it’s July…
Two years and five months, to be exact. Two years and five months of cuddling and singing and reading and playing and cheering on our sweet little baby into a walking, talking toddler with a mind and personality and voice of his own.
We got home a few weeks ago from a three-week trip to Japan, where I tested and made notes on our travel packing list, which I’m constantly editing and updating (I keep it on my iPad) to make sure I hadn’t left anything off the list. For my fellow list-makers, I thought I’d share it…
Every time I visit a new country, I’m struck by how hard it is to know and understand a place unless you visit, walk, observe, listen and get to know the people and customs there. Travel opens your eyes to how small the world really is, how human beings in all parts of the globe…
I posted this on Instagram a few weeks ago, but I got so many comments, I thought it should have a permanent place here on the site. It took me a long time to come up with the perfect travel outfit. For years, I went the comfortable route, Lululemon yoga pants and jacket, a cute…
When you visit the Old City of Jerusalem, walk through the entrance to the Muslim quarter and follow the sloped path through the spice vendors and past the shops selling trinkets and kitchenware, until you get to the end. Turn left, and there, on your right, you will find the best hummus in the world.
If you’re new here, you may want to start here. There are other weekend meal preps detailed here, here and here. With the onset of spring, I’ve been taking more walks outside. It’s my one hour of true ‘me time’ during the day where I put on headphones and listen to a podcast or just…
I’m at the stage of motherhood where I want to go back and relive the last 26 months all over again, knowing what I know now. Knowing that tiny infant, who needed the comfort of my chest and the warmth of my breath on the top of his head to sleep for hours, would, in…
I turned 43 this past week, and Elie and I snuck away to Vancouver for one night, to stroll and eat and go to some kick-butt workout classes and spend uninterrupted time focused on each other. It felt like the perfect way to celebrate this year, a year in which beginning another sweet turn around…