The title of this particular blog post has definitely become the theme of the summer. My sister had gotten it for me as a housewarming gift but instead of bringing it to me at my house, she brought it to me at the hospital. On Thursday, June 1, I was tired and complaining of a migraine. On Friday, June 2, I’m being checked into the ER and a doctor came in and told me they had located a mass on my brain. So for about the next couple days, we weren’t sure if it was a brain tumor or even cancer. Then fast forward 10 days later, I had been diagnosed with a brain infection, had the abscess removed and was discharged to re-enter the real world. And did I mention the day after I went to the ER, my husband had to move us into our new home? Some days it feels like it was a nightmare and never happened but given that it did, I couldn’t be more thankful to my entire family, friends and to all those unbelievable doctors and nurses at John’s Hopkins who helped get me back home to my amazing girls and super star husband. I’m eternally grateful.
In a weird way, it felt like this summer was my George Bailey moment from Its a Wonderful Life. He had his sights set on where he wanted to go and things he wanted to do but then got a big reality check about how wonderful life really is right at home.
I know it’s going to take me a while to sort through all that has happened and why God had me go through such a random traumatic experience but for now, I’m on the road to a healthy recovery, taking it one day at a time and enjoying being in our new home with my sweet little family.
I know there are entire glamour squads dedicated to each individual celebrity for hair, makeup, nails, etc. to make them look like absolute perfection on a night like the Met Gala but I can’t help but wonder how many people it took to make unbelievable dresses like these? I think the reason I sometimes have difficulty appreciating a painting or a sculpture is that, while I respect the fact that it’s art, this is more my kind of art. The wearable kind. Just like a painting or a sculpture, these would stand the test of time in terms of beauty, in my book, and simply the overall appreciation for someone’s creativity that went into them. Jaw droppingly gorgeous.
Easter is a big day in my house. Aside from the very important religious and family aspect, it also signifies the start of spring for me, even though it officially started last month. Part of that spring kickoff, in my opinion, should always include some kind of colorful or floral dress. As much as I love the four seasons, there’s nothing like coming out of my regular rotation of grey sweatpants, blue jeans and black yoga pants to a bright and happy piece of clothing to wake me up from that winter slumber.
Here’s my sweet little family dressed in our Sunday best!
My dress is from Old Navy and the girls dresses are from Target.
No matter how exhausted I feel from packing for a trip or returning from a trip with the girls, I never regret actually going on the trip. We went to visit my parents for a couple weeks in Wisconsin recently, along with my sister and her boys. Fortunately, we had extra hands on both legs of the trip since I have yet to tackle flying solo with two little ones. They couldn’t have had more fun between my parents house essentially being converted into a funhouse, compliments of my awesome, former school teacher of a mother, crafts, trips to the indoor swimming pool, Moana and one magical snow day that I know I’ll definitely never forget.
One of my biggest goals as a mom is exposing the girls to lots of different things that might spark their interest and instilling a sense of adventure in them. This trip definitely fulfilled a little bit of both. Now, off to plan a little getaway for moi. 🙂
As I do most mornings, on the morning of the Oscars, I asked my daughter, Ava, if she had good dreams and what it was that she dreamed about. This particular morning when I asked her what she dreamed about she said, “dresses!” It made my day. The day before I told her another red carpet (which she calls the magic carpet…how cute is that!) was going to be on and having watched two with me already at the Golden Globes and Grammys, she knew what to expect. So when I said a new dresses show was going to be on, she got a huge smile on her face. For those of you who know me, you can imagine how happy this made me feel being a forever fan of glamour, fashion and all things that sparkle.
Truth be told, Elena of Avalor on Disney Junior was the show of choice when push came to shove but never fear, TiVo was here.
These were a few gowns that took my breath away. I do wish they would go into more detail on all the time and effort that went into the dresses. For example, Emma Stone’s dress, they said on E! Fashion Police took 1700 hours to make, 11 seamstresses and was hand made. Those people are stars in my book.
p.s. kind of funny all but one of my dress picks has a belt!
If I were to ever attend a red carpet, I’d be happy with whatever event it was for but if I had my choice, I’d love to get to go to the Grammys. I’d also probably feel the most pressure on how to dress for it because it’s the one huge Hollywood event that combines ultimate fashion, with that acceptable rock edge but while still maintaining class and glamour.
Now I love a man in a nice, crisp black suit but I rarely do a double take for a mans ensemble on the red carpet, over all the beautiful dresses. The one exception though from last night at the Grammys was Ryan Seacrest’s blazer (from his own line). It was delicious! Such a beautiful color, design and just looked smooth as silk.
I pretty much have the travel bug year round but February in particular for some reason. Maybe it’s because I usually need the month of January to recover from and reflect on the holidays but once February rolls around, the wheels start turning and I can’t help but think where to next. Since we are currently in the process of house hunting and being extra budget conscious, aka not going anywhere soon, I was taking a look back at a cool work trip I took back in July to the quaint and charming town of Quebec City. I was fortunate enough to stay at the stunning Fairmont Le Chateau Frontenac. I even got to practice some of my French. It felt like a little slice of Europe only a couple hours outside of the states.
I also got to try the local dish, Poutine (photo above), and can see why this combination of French fries, cheese curds and gravy tastes so amazing. Highly recommend!