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friends share

Most of us like Anthropologie. Most of us like candles. If you like candles from Anthropologie, brace yourself for good news… It involves Target. We all love Target.

I can’t even tell you how many times I’ve bought this candle ($28 Anthropologie) and burned it to ash. It may be my favorite scent on earth and it fills our home in about 20 minutes.

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So imagine my excitement to find this little gem with its humble $10 price tag…

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It couldn’t possibly be the very same candle, but my werewolf sense of smell tells me it’s incredibly close. Like, seriously – its incredible.

In other very exciting news, my daughter pooped in the bathtub last night. I mentally hi-fived myself for recently stocking up on Lysol and Clorox Cleanup… This message was not brought to you by Target. Promise.

cake.

Birthday Week continues… and I’m diving right into the best part.

The always messy, always funny first cake photos.

Never mind the fact that this kid had chocolate cake boogers until bath time, flattened cake inside her bathing suit or that I found a live ant crawling on my neck 9 hours later…

Her little belly was visibly stuffed. Juice. Cheeseburgers. Cake. Cheese. Fruit. She was in a cranky food hangover the following day and I can totally relate.

Overall, her party was near perfect – even better than I’d expected. Of course, the experience provided some mom wisdom. A few suggestions to hold on to for next year (free advice)…

1). Have it after 4pm (i.e. after universal nap time).
2). Make time to get ready and wear something you love. Those pictures aren’t going away.
3). Keep track of all gifts so the thank you cards make sense.
4). Bring extra clothes in case the birthday girl gets in the pool in her special birthday dress.
5). Balloons. Outside. Duh. 

I’m so grateful for the friends who were able to make it, and to my parents who hosted, (and helped fund) so much of the planning and food. We’re lucky to have great friends and family and I try to remember that every day.

baltimore universe

I’ve never had a knack for determining which items would make great keepsakes. I have a perfume box in my dresser of notes, ticket stubs and maybe some cards and stickers. It’s not even the size of a shoebox. I wouldn’t describe myself as a minimalist by any means, I just don’t care for clutter or the extra responsibilities associated with making space for things and preserving them. Elsa’s baby book is a mess. I really need to get on that.

Tonight I’m thinking that saved memories shouldn’t be a wedding favor in a hope chest or a dead flower carefully pressed in a book. That’s silly. Keepsakes should be sneaky. They should catch you off guard and make you remember without deciding to dig through a box to see them.

The key to our old house that hangs from the light switch over our dryer.

Elsa’s impossibly tiny newborn socks mixed up in my top drawer.

A friend emailed this to me tonight -

I immediately remembered going to the city to see our friends. Pregnant. Eating at that diner. Accidentally realizing that there was a skinny drawer in the table right where I was sitting. Finding all the little notes from other people who had made the same discovery. Leaving our mark and leaving it as I’d found it.

And this guy just happened to sit in the same chair and make the same clumsy discovery only to find a note from a friend… and a boston terrier mermaid. I know, it’s far from amazing – but still pretty funny. It has made my night a little happier.

What Happens

What happens after a mediocre day of work… and a good friend comes over to help with wedding plans… and our dudes talk bikes… while we get into the beers…

Adios, productivity!!