In just a few days, we'll mark the one-year anniversary of the Boston Marathon bombings.
The DEAR WORLD: Boston Marathon photography project by Robert X. Fogarty is not to be missed. In it, the survivors share their lives with us - through photos and messages. Put aside some time this weekend, grab some tissues, click through and be inspired.
It's also worth heading over to Robert's
Portlanders are currently being teased with a burst of warm sunny days forecasted for this week. Today it's 73 and sunny.
Over the past two years, we've learned that sunny days before July typically mean long sleeves / shorts or short sleeves / pants most of the time. However, today it's legitimately warm, and our kids were poorly dressed for the weather - both were
Just about two years ago, one of my childhood / high school friends found out through a very harrowing experience that her then 18-month-old daughter, Maeve, had Type 1 Diabetes (T1D). It's very rare for children this young to be diagnosed with T1D, and, as you can imagine, the last two years have been quite a journey for her mom (and family) as they navigate
I am quite a wine connoisseur. How so? I totally bought a bottle of wine this weekend based solely on the CAP on the bottle. As in screw-on cap. Not cork. Not seal. That makes me a connoisseur, right?
Hahaha. Totally kidding. Well, about the connoisseur part. I definitely purchased the wine based on the packaging. I am a winery marketer's dream come true.
"Breakfast" in Portland - who wouldn't want to live here? ;)
I saw this little gem at the food store (Philadelphia vernacular) / grocery store (Portland vernacular) over the weekend.
My kids go to enrichment classes for after school care. You know, things like Bricks 4 Kidz, art, soccer, etc. that are held at school and bridge the gap between the end of their school day and the end of my work day.
One of the new ones we tried this semester was yoga. Gavin was one of the few boys in class and he
It happened again.
That's twice in two visits for me.
I present to you Gavin's Chocolate Smoothie from Friday afternoon. His sweet soul was simply excited for what he perceived to be extra whipped cream. Grace found it hilarious, but I don't think she knew why.
Starbucks has my number, it seems. They must know I love a good laugh. Or is it
Custom (and self) painted cars are not infrequent in Portland. This one bears a nice, friendly reminder for all fellow citizens. :)
If today's liquid lunch is any indication of how this week's business trip is going to go, well, color me amused, and kind of disgusted. (And, no, not that kind of liquid lunch, just a caffeine-laden calorie fest to hold me over four hours until I can grab some linner in Atlanta before my next leg.)
The only thing funnier than this picture was
Oh, momming. It's the most awesomely hard, yet amazing job there is. It's this incredible journey that I am finding is full of joy, fun and promise, and yet, can sometimes be an unwelcome trip down memory lane.
When I first became a mom with Gavin, and then again with Grace, I remember holding them as newborns and being so filled with love. I remember