From Chaos Comes Happiness

Well, we have survived our Royal Wedding Party, and I am so excited to share some photos of our tea with you! I am so glad the girls were on spring break this week - they have had lots of adventures all week long, but I have to believe that today's Royal Wedding party was truly the highlight of it all. The girls had such fun . . . and me? I really felt like royalty. I think we did a fantastic job celebrating the new bride and groom, and I think the wedding was just spectacular. Here are a few snapshots of our Royal Wedding celebration. We started by hanging the Great Britain flags that we colored, and the chains of red, white and blue, all throughout the family room. We even colored some of the flags and taped them on skewers I found in our kitchen drawers . . . just perfect for cheering as we watched the procession route! I cleaned up some of our china dishes and we set the table - all ready for our tea. Some delicious cranberry ora...

Happy Wednesday, dear blog friends! I hope this post finds you all enjoying your days to the fullest! Just a quick little post to share our latest adventure with you . . . you see, we are getting ready for a special party in our home this week. Oh, let me be a little more formal, shall I? Eh-hem . . .  . Here Ye! Here Ye! Ok . . . that's better. Preparations are well underway for our very own Royal Wedding Celebration!!! Because . . . well, why not??? The idea came to me the other day at work, as I thought through our plans for the week. Knowing that the wedding between Prince William and Catherine Middleton will be taking place on Friday, and remembering how I (a young 10 year old completely fascinated with the royal family) watched the wedding between Prince Charles and Princess Diana in complete awe and amazement, I decided that I wanted to make this 2011 Royal Wedding a special time in our home. So, I printed out a little invitation for Katie and Ella for our very...

“You see things; and you say, 'Why?' But I dream things that never were; and I say, 'Why not?'” - George Bernard Shaw

I should have been a pianist. Really. I don’t know what happened. Ok, I know what happened. But I think I really could have been an amazing pianist. I had thoughts of playing the piano while at work today. Wondering . . . what if? I started thinking about how similar typing on a computer keyboard is to typing along the keys of a piano. And I am darn good at typing on a computer keyboard, I must say. But piano keys . . . something all together different. I wish I was musically inclined. I can sing like no body’s business (especially in the shower), and follow along with music enough to get pretty close to the notes. But playing the piano . . . it’s like a foreign language to me. And while typing today (which is what my day time job primarily consists of), I found myself in a groove. In a rhythm. Selecting the keys with a pep and jump in my step that had me wonder why I never fell into piano playing. But then I was reminded of my enemy. . . I took piano lessons when I was in ...

Wishing you all a wonderful Easter!

As the Easter holiday quickly approaches, I went back through some photos taken last Easter, and realized that I never shared my lambs with you. Yes, I have lambs. Every Easter. Usually two. And sometimes they are injured. Sometimes they can't hear a darn thing, because their ears have fallen off. Sometimes they can't see out of one eye because a certain four year old has eaten one of their eyes. Sometimes they have a furry coat, sometimes not. It all depends what stage you get to them. Oh, and we have come to universally agree in my family that the best part of them, is their butt (because that piece always gets lots of frosting!) Sorry to be crass, but it is what it is . It starts with their birth . . . compliments of my mom. Mom makes the lambs each year . . . and let me tell you, there is nothing like my Mom's pound cake. Seriously. Once they have been take out their pans, they arrive to my home. Next, we call on the spirit of Grandma Josephine for Gram's ...

I’m tired today. Absolutely completely and totally exhausted. All day at work, I wished and wished I could put my head down on my desk and float off to some La La Land. One where Mr. Big (Chris Noth from Sex and the City) would come down rub my feet. Oh, he’s so handsome, isn’t he? I’ve been fighting a cold this week, and yesterday I felt like I lost a little bit of the fight. Not all of it, just a little. My Mom offered to take Ella to her ballet class, so I just slept . . . for a few hours in the middle of the afternoon. It was heavenly. (I can’t even tell you that last time I did that.) Boy oh boy, I sure could do that again. At 10:45 PM last evening, as I was just about the lay my head down for the night, I remembered that I was in charge of bringing Easter napkins to Ella’s pre-school celebration today. Augh. Of course. Always at the most inopportune time, right? I contemplated getting out of bed and venturing out at that time, but my struggle took on a whole new fight whe...