the brand new heavies :: dream on dreamer

the brand new heavies always put me in my happy place! “dream on dreamer” reminds me of my college days in nyc filled with discovering new friendships (most of which are still firmly in tact!) and an new exciting city.

whenever i hear this song i feel like i’m still in my dorm room, laughing with friends and blasting music. good times…

oh, and i just found out they’ll be here in the dmv on october 22nd at the birchmere! woot!! woot!!


football practice pants. they get pretty daggone filthy with all that mud, dirt and grass stained all over them. i’m sure they’re funky too. i wouldn’t know because when i’m carrying them to the washing machine i tend to keep them an arm’s distance away from my nose.

one day recently before practice, i handed dutch his bright and sparkly white football pants (thanks to my handy dandy stain stick) and he said to me, “mom, you washed them??” ummmm, yeah. then he added, “they’re supposed to be dirty.”

hmmm…i guess that’s item #174 on my list of things i don’t know about football. the pants are supposed to be dirty. check!


this chair rocks so hard

elizabeth carrington is one sassy & creative chica. i’m shaking your hand and snappin’ it up for your talent, girlie!


if you’ve been following me for a while you might’ve noticed i have a lil’ thing for chairs. to see other faves of mine click here and here and here.

i will kill your yoga experience

i just saw this clip of ramona singer from housewives of new york doing yoga with her daughter, and as much as she drives me nuts on that show i have to admit that when it comes to yoga i’m just like her.

yep, sure am.

i tried yoga once. just once. and i’m quite sure i ruined the entire class for every single person there. i was just as chatty as ramona in the clip, yabbering on, complaining that i couldn’t do the moves. wondering (loudly) how EVERYONE in the class was able to do the moves but me. not that i should’ve been all that surprised. i can’t even touch my toes. well, i can but i have to bend my knees first.

so anyway, i’m pretty sure i was blowing everyone’s zen experience and the teacher probably wanted to kick me out. it was cool though, i had decided after the first five minutes or so that yoga would never be my thing. and if i do ever try it again, i promise all of you hardcore yogaheads that i will do it at home.

earth, wind & fire :: september

dutch just discovered earth, wind & fire a few months ago and there for a minute he was requesting to hear them every day. one of his absolute favorites is “september”! one day recently after summer camp he told me a teacher caught him singing an ewf song and shocked that my kid was a little bit of an old school head, he asked, “dutch, are you singing earth, wind & fire??” haha!

i love it.

this one is for you, dutchie!

ba de ya, say do you remember/ba de ya, dancing in september/ba de ya, never was a cloudy day…

happy 7th birthday, dutchie!

i was a writer before this blog. i know, i know…you can barely tell from all of my typos, grammatical errors, run-on sentences and my obsession with ellipsis. but anyway, after leaving my editorial gig several years ago i was struggling to find my creative self. i mean, majorly struggling! i was a new wife, a new mama, not writing professionally anymore. it was like a tornado had come in and swept through my life and switched things up. only it was a sweet tornado, you know, like a funnel of skittles and cotton candy and strawberry sauce. but still, nothing looked the same anymore.

then i discovered blogging and what do you know, my dutchie had given me a reason to write again. i never intended to be a “mom blogger,” and still don’t describe myself that way. i’ve always just been a writer whose beat, if you will, happened to be her own child. and, of course, any other thing that strikes my fancy.

and why not write about dutch? this boy is crazy funny and witty and super smart and curious and picky beyond belief. he’s honest (too honest, almost – he got that from his dad) and stubborn (all me right there!) and so daggone determined. he’s his own person with his own definitive tastes and likes and dislikes and cannot be swayed. he’s much like his brother in that way and i love that about the both of them.

dutch can be so caring and ultra loving and sweeter than cherry pie in one minute and then drive me completely insane with his strong-willed spirit of steel in the next. this child is the exact opposite of what i imagined he’d be (and i’m sure my husband will agree! haha…), yet his personality has been the most beautiful surprise ever.

i wouldn’t dare try to pin down what i think he’ll be when he grows up, but i’m sure whatever it is he’s gonna be great at it.

happy 7th birthday, dutchie!! i’m sure you’ve got plenty more ways up your sleeve to surprise us.



my labor day gift

labor day will always hold a special little spot in my heart since my dutchie was born on that day. i’d never tell him that i secretly celebrate his birthday twice a year (his actual birthday is september 5th) because then he’d expect two gifts, two parties, two cakes…you get where i’m going with this, right?

so today i’ll just sit back quietly and think on the day my sweet baby boy was born. *whispering* happy birthday, dutchie!! 🙂

sharing the Word

Proverbs 4:1-9

4 Listen, my sons, to a father’s instruction;
pay attention and gain understanding.
I give you sound learning,
so do not forsake my teaching.
For I too was a son to my father,
still tender, and cherished by my mother.
Then he taught me, and he said to me,
“Take hold of my words with all your heart;
keep my commands, and you will live.
Get wisdom, get understanding;
do not forget my words or turn away from them.
Do not forsake wisdom, and she will protect you;
love her, and she will watch over you.
The beginning of wisdom is this: Get wisdom.
Though it cost all you have, get understanding.
Cherish her, and she will exalt you;
embrace her, and she will honor you.
She will give you a garland to grace your head
and present you with a glorious crown.”