'Food'

it’s friday i’m in love…

August 15, 2014

afterlight

friday happy to you m’loves!

it’s smiles and snuggles all around here these days.

why does priscilla think she’s a canine-blanket?

she’s thanking me for finding newport tails, a dog-walking, dog-obedience, & daycare service located in newport beach.

twice a week priscilla and jones are taken out with their neighborhood friends, and for two hours they play, swim, and get the exercise i’m unable to give them, lest it’s on a spin bike.

we LOVE newport tails!

here are few other things i’m loving:

reading

this summer i have read more books than i did during ms. mooney’s dreaded AP english course.

some have been great; some just provided a pretty accessory for my nightstand.

i still have a full shelf i’m trying to tackle before the leaves change and pumpkin spiced lattés return.

but i’m already looking forward to fall; this list of incredible books coming out has me rethinking my workload next season; wishing to swap a paycheck for historical fiction.

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speaking of fall, have you seen the new lookbook for joseph altuzarra for target?

it all goes on sale on september 14th.

i don’t think there’s an item i DON’T want.

i’m not one for sleeping on sidewalks the night before a movie opens, or camping out for concert tickets, but i might pluck down a lawn chair for tuxedo jackets and wrap dresses.

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if given the choice of sandwiches, the peanut butter and jelly will always win queen of my homecoming court.

supply me with a plate with this salty/sweet combo bite, and i’m 8 years old again, back on coral tree circle, gobbling down back t0 back episodes of different strokes and facts of life.

when i’m having a rotten day i definitely can cheer myself up with a peanut butter & jelly sandwich….or two.

apparently we have sandwich stereotypes.

what’s your favorite, all-time sandwich?

check out what your favorite says about you.

stellar

so are you guys on stellar?

please tell me you are.

i am obsessed with steller; an app that takes instagram and storytelling to the next level.

i definitely have the blind barber on my brooklyn to-visit list, and outside lands 2014 looks like it was a show not to be missed.

i have signed up; don’t judge me by my first story; it’s a learning process for sure.

{you can judge me by how many peanut butter and jelly sandwiches i can consume in one sitting; paging OA.}

soludos

yesterday i snagged this beach bag from soludos.

i’ll be using it as my carry-on for my upcoming week in the south.

it holds everything and is machine-washable; a plus for me…… i freak out about all the germs that get on bags, etc when i travel.

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so yes tomorrow hunkiest and i take our summer vacation.

remember this post on lake life?

we’re sorta, kinda re-creating this; maybe even add a road-trip along the way.

the theme for our trip is “screened porches and sweet tea.”

wishing you a restful weekend of slow-jams, afternoon naps, and make out sessions at midnight.

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a cherry on top….

July 28, 2014

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lately it’s been the romancing of the cherry around these parts.

suckered in by a farmers’ market sample, i practically bought the stand out of these sweet and sour candies.

most afternoons you can find me at my desk with a bowlful of these summer, baby stone fruits.

of the many benefits cherries offer, one of my favorites is their natural melatonin supply; a hormone that lowers body temperature and makes us sleepy.

i’m not quite sure if it IS the cherries, but our sleep has been very sound {apparently it rained last night.}

as it gets warmer, even during the evening, we try not to go too heavy on our dinner; a cheese plate teeming with cherries has been the go-to meal of late.

oh my gosh!?!? a cherry/goat cheese/honey drizzle is probably the best combo-bite in town right now.

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cherries are also rich in queritrin, an anti-oxidant that not only boosts exercise endurance, but has anti-cancer benefits as well.

some people have reported a decrease in their migraines due to cherries’ anthocyanin and bioflavonoids properties; these compounds mimic aspirin and ibuprofen in the body.

while i {and priscilla} can’t think of anything better than eating them straight off the stem, finger-food style, cherries always make a splash in summer recipes.

i would definitely help myself to seconds {and maybe thirds} of this fresh cherry cobbler.

this cherry salsa, served over grilled fish or bruschetta, is screaming to be served at your next bbq.

and to keep everyone on the dance floor, these cherry mojitos  are just as vital to your summer block party as your playlist.

what are your favorite ways to eat cherries?

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pitting the cherries is as easy as downing that mojito; the gadgets they have make it super simple.

my oxo pitter does a fine job, but how fantastic is this cherry pitter from william sonoma ↑

hurry up, cherry season is almost over and we’ll soon have to break-up until next summer {cue sad lana del rey music.}

monday happy to you m’loves.

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let’s get baked!

July 21, 2014

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a monday happy to you m’loves.

despite my damnedest to choke back the reins on a runaway, speeding summer, summer still barrels ahead at a breakneck pace.

this weekend was no exception.

my self-esteem got off to a proper, humiliating start on friday afternoon courtesy of the blow dry bar, where i had hoped to get an upper hand on my hair for my saturday photo shoot with samantha jacoby–which as the day neared i was 1000% regretting knowing i was nowhere near the level of subject she typically shoots.

going through the obligatory script, the hair stylist asked me if i had any “big plans” for the weekend. i replied that i had a photo shoot on saturday, and thus was getting my hair done for it; whereby she stopped my shitty head massage, peered down at my figure and face with autopsy focus, and said {I. SWEAR. TO. GOD.}:

“oh. so you’re a photographer?”

i laughed so hard i concussed my head on the shampoo bowl.

serves me right for being such a lazy bitch, and not washing my own hair.

ego decimation aside, samantha was a blast.

i don’t care if i end up looking like an old cow in the photos, i made a new girlfriend which is the bigger win.

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with my self-regard in the toilet, compliments of a round-brush wielding witch, the only way to clinically feel better about myself was to get immediate access to sugar and butter.

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although the plan was try this nectarine concoction; i got all fraidy cat and instead went with an old standby i’ve been making since college that has never disappointed me; kind of like cashmere, peanut butter & jelly sandwiches, and amy adams, this plum cobbler does not let me down.

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 truly a summer dessert, my red plum crunch relies on the sourness of summer {red} plums to give it a very tart contrast to the sweet of a traditional cobbler.

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i’m pretty sure this is the same bottle of créme de cassis i used in college.

you cannot taste the alcohol; i hate desserts that taste like liquor.

i don’t even like my cocktails and wine to taste like booze.

the créme de cassis gives the dish a rich, almost smokiness that plays so well with vanilla ice cream.

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if you ask me though the “crumble” is really the upshot of the recipe.

brown sugar: good.

butter: good

oatmeal & cinnamon: good

i double the recipe for the topping.

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and even with the double there may or may not have been an extra bowl of crumble made for the emotionally borderline,  “photographer” and her need to binge it out.

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the finished product….made prettier with flowers and china.

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i have a feeling that “look” back there is how pillow-mageddon began last week.

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although delicious on its own, the red plum crunch becomes a bowl-scraper with vanilla talenti gelato.

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my 20 year old recipe still holds up to the emotional eater test.

i devoured my bowl in olympic record time.

tummy love to you my darlings.

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it’s friday i’m in love…

July 18, 2014

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shiny, happy, friday to you my doll-babies!

another week in the books, another year older for my most significant of others.

last night, alongside family from out-of-town, we celebrated with chocolate cake and mint gelato; hunkiest’s two most favorite foods.

the weekend foresees to be one, long spree of extolling the people i love; but first here are few of my friday favorite’s:

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 i am digging jenny lewis’ new single “just one of the guys.”

her video with anne hathaway, kristen stewart, and brie larson {in and out of drag,} is a sweet, silly counterbalance to, a lyrically, melancholly song. jenny lewis wrote the song the night after her father died.

brie larson, a girl crush of mine since her days on the united states of tara, more than makes up and cancels out my involuntarily gag reactions to kristen stewart and anne hatha-vain, in this fun video.

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those who have been to my house have seen my fanaticism:

i’m addicted to the color white.

in all of its shades, moods, and variances, white makes me happier than any other ‘color’ in the paint box.

finally someone else feels this same fancy; in an article for THE LINE, master colorist donald kaufman, who with his wife taffy dahl {what a name!!?}, works with top architects and designers to create over 104 variable shades of white, talks about the power and beauty of this often “un-romantic,” misunderstood color.

pardon me while i swoon.

grace

this week i finished a great book, “ordinary grace” by william kent krueger; a coming of age story, about two young brothers during the summer of 1961, in a small town of minnesota, where death and loss are as common as the 90 degree heat. krueger’s message of grace, in both the young and the old, the tortured and the guilty, is one that has stayed with me for days and i know will linger on for months, maybe even years to come.

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tomorrow i’m getting my photos taken with the famous samantha friedman jacoby; samantha takes insane fitness photos, and i’m so excited to work with this talented genius.

i’ve been living on a diet of cigarette’s and spin bikes.

{oh and chocolate cake with mint gelato}

in truth, it’s just been a week of less peanut/almond butters {my crack} and more cardio.

except for last night i’ve made an enormous version of this salad for dinner every night this week; no cheese {which is like water boarding for me,} this bibb lettuce/tarragon combination is delicious and crazy easy to make.

although saturday night, post photo shoot, all bets are off, and i’m face-planting into a baking dish of brown sugar and butter.

i’m making this nectarine and plum crisp with oatmeal streusel to negate all the cardio and clean eating i’ve committed to this week.

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 wish me luck angel-babies.

here’s to sucking it in, high eyebrows, and photoshop.

cheers to making a weekend splash so big, you get everyone else to join in your pool party!

see you on the other side of sunday m’loves.

~images: helmut newton

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happy fourth of july…

July 4, 2014

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fourth of july happy to you m’loves.

i hope you’re enjoying a day of leisure and revelry; where getting corn on the cob out of your teeth is the most strenuous thing you’ll do today.

i love this holiday; i’m a sucker for all things red, white & blue {well, ideally just navy and white, but i make an exception for red on the fourth,} and at heart i’m a true-blooded patriot. i love me my america, and believe it’s the most beautiful land on earth.

speaking of beauty, i’m digging this post on the 9 most iconic american beauties of all time…wouldn’t have mentioned it if my “ali” wasn’t there…do you disagree with the list; anyone they forgot? i’m not so sure about the stephanie seymour….

this morning i’m the opening act of a three-hour spin-party; if you can’t join us, you can at least  listen to what we’ll be dancing our faces off to; tap it back + turn it up!

i think i’ll deserve a major sugar and gluten-party after my AM cardio olympics. i plan for this strawberry shortcake to make its way into my tummy come 6pm.

all week-long the neighborhood has sounded like its own baghdad. unfortunately, the illegal fireworks get louder and louder each year. priscilla has been on heavy prescription medication since tuesday. the poor baby has tried thunder shirts, meditation, barricades, strawberry shortcake, and nothing seems to calm her down except doggy xanax.

she’s agreed to meet me at the corner tonight and sell me some. party on!

if you were an american hero, which one do you think you’d be? take the quiz and find out...don’t forget to tell me.

although, i’m not sure the accuracy…

i got “teddy roosevelt?”

um “hunting rifles the size of baby elephants?”—can i get a retake? or put out of my misery. please.

how many of you will be eating watermelon today? it’s kind of against the law if you don’t. lately i’ve been making a delicious red, white and blue salad i learned from my girl crush, raquel perry.

easier than taking a nap; you cut up watermelon, blueberries, feta cheese, mint, balsamic vinegar and olive oil; mix them in a bowl, and eat/serve. voilà!

and lastly here’s a friday funny for you: 26 of the most american comebacks in the history of the world…thank you buzzfeed.

happy fourth of july!

love,

katie

 

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dog days….

July 2, 2014

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it happened overnight.

summer.

gone is my cool, springtime, sweater-inducing breeze; kidnapped, along with the sun, by humid-heavy clouds, replaced with an oppressive, dank, july heat that makes my hair dreadlock down the back of my neck into a thick, sweaty mullet, and whirls the ceiling fans into hours of overtime.

find me a hammock-hanging porch, an unlimited supply of coffee, a good read, and let’s order some change of address labels until november.

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always the last one {invited} to the party, how is it that i’m JUST now finding out about the magic of iced coffee?

i’ll admit the idea of serving coffee other than the third-degree-we’re-going-to-the-emergency-room-HOT kind has always seemed a bit, blasphemous to me; kind of like doing push-ups on a spin bike…oh wait…

but last weekend i inadvertently grabbed the wrong drink at a coffee bar, took a sip of some poor fool’s delicious iced coffee, fell in mad love with his icy mocha dream, and then made like a bandit out to my car.

 like a dog who’d stolen steak from the dinner table {i’ve seen it done first hand!} i took off with my new prize and slurped it down before the barista police caught me; brain freeze be damned!

i’ve since been trying to perfect the iced coffee at home….not as easy as it i thought it would be..

did you know it has to steep for TWELVE hours…twelve hours!?!? twelve hours for something i just drink? i might as well grow my own coffee beans.

…any tips would be appreciated.

so far i like this recipe the best.

..mason jars help…

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speaking of mason jars, currently my house looks like it had a bad case of the mason jar stomach-flu.

i helped throw a baby shower over the weekend and the theme was:….mason jar…

not really, but pink hydrangeas and spray roses just seem to demand a mason jar.

 i want to keep the theme going.

these mason-jar recipes look delicious and super easy.

i don’t want be in the kitchen when it ISN’T hot and sticky, let alone in this, are we in florida or on the sun?-weather; these portable, pretty meals will get you outside, hopefully to the beach or into somewhere else equally beautiful, like a mall or target?

how many times can i say/write “mason-jar” in one post?

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if you are staying inside have you been watching the leftovers? or tyrant?

SO good!

i’m back to tomorrow with some summer skin savers.

see ya then, ‘kay?

wishing you a wednesday of both tides high + vibes good.

peace out m’loves.

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strawberries: a recipe!

June 10, 2014

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strawberry season is here.

the markets are ibiza dance-club crowded with this tummy-pleasing summer berry; one of my favorite foods since days of the spoon-fed pureé.

i invariably have to buy an extra basket for the car ride home; there’s no such thing as me and self-control when it comes to fresh, in-season, strawberries.

i feel a duty to provide so much more for my strawberries, than just the meager rinse and pop straight in to my mouth..{sometimes even forgoing the wash i’m so lazy and impatient.}

 pinterest, and its vortex of photo inspiration, feeds my moral obligation to commission something grander than just a chew and swallow for said, sweet berry.

for a moment i was inspired to go healthy with this pretty smoothie; i’m such a sucker for anything pink, and then for a split second, with the coercion of gorgeous photography, i talked myself into making this elegant tart.

such lofty aspirations were quickly abandoned upon reading the recipe. directions such as “roll the dough into a short, fat sausage circumference,” let me know to return back to my pay grade of opening up “capri suns” and checker-boarding pre-cut salami and mozzarella for super bowl parties.

but the white {ok–half-white}, tee-rash, hillbilly in me pounced on this strawberry pretzel salad like a hoarder ambushes the costco aisles.

it’s got everything good in life:

sugar =✓

butter = ✓

cool whip = ✓

strawberry flavored gelatin = ✓

“frozen” strawberries in “SYRUP” = ✓✓

and salty pretzles!!=✓

it’s like christmas in june!

instead of new, white jeans, i can just get diabetes.

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luckily, for my pancreas, just as i was about to run out to buy my “gelatin,” this article on using strawberry tops to flavor your water popped up.

a strawberry recipe where the only other ingredient i needed was water!?!?

move over christmas, it’s my fucking birthday!

it couldn’t be easier: chop off the tops of your strawberries..eat the berry, and put the rest in your water bottle.

fill it up with water, let it chill for an hour or so…and voila: delicious strawberry, flavored water.

better than any lemon, cucumber, mint stuff i’ve used before, and best of all it’s actually getting me to drink the water i’m so awful at consuming.

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a thumb’s up indeed.

even hunkiest was impressed with my “cooking”.

the strawberries stay fresh for a couple of days as long as you keep them refrigerated…

lemme know if you try it.

happy hydration m’loves!

 

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a weekend wrap-up…..

June 9, 2014

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monday glitter in the air to you m’loves!

i hope this weekend provided the proper dress rehearsal for another week full of take-your-breath-away moments, unsurpressable laughter, and grateful reflection.

mine did.

and more.

but first a question for you:

does betty ford take patients for balsamic vinegar addiction?

if so, i might need to take the month of july off.

saturday morning i finally succumbed to the gourmet blends oil and vinegar booth at the farmers’ market.

and ever since i have had an IV drip of their white balsamic attached to the inside of my left elbow.

i can’t get enough of this stuff; purchased only two days ago, we’re almost halfway through the bottle….some people do gin…we do balsamic vinegar….

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last night i went major {don’t click if you’re the queasy type} o-ren-ishii  on this bushel of kale.

 my go-to, no-fail kale salad recipe is super simple, and doesn’t waste any of my new precious vinegar.

what are your favorite kale recipes?

~side note…this is my fourth reference to o-ren on this blog…i can happily attest that after numerous  which quentin tarantino character are you? quiz re-takes; i time after time score “o ren ishii“–as my character!

and! and! and!—this is the third kill bill reference i’ve had in less than 72 hours….obsessed much? which quentin tarantino character do you think you’d be?

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on saturday afternoon this sexy betty tried to give me crabs.

swear to god…right in front of her children too.

instead of a round with crustaceans, bibs, and prescription ointment, i drank my first belmont breezewhich thankfully tasted like a hawaiin fruit punch wine cooler.

i’d be a much better drinker if more cocktails tasted like wine coolers…

AHA!

i just thought of a game!

if you were a wine cooler, what kind would you be and why?

i’d be “geisha berry”—–a blend of malt liquor, lychee fruit, and strawberry….a subtle, stealth, sweet on the surface beverage, but give me and hour and i’ll have your giggling behind your hand, belting out islands in the stream at a karaoke bar {all things i’ve done—-not sober.}

i was able to get 3/4 of it finished before i had to walk home, ass and headache in hand…..#rookie.

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the rest of the weekend i down-timed it in bed with my face in this book.

another fun, quick, summer read; a family with secrets {name me a family without?} goes to mallorca for two weeks and emotions erupt…

so that’s the wrap-up…what about you? reading? seeing? doing? drinking? eating?

oh and don’t forget to tell me your wine cooler name?

and can we be friends please? i don’t think i can keep up this finding my self-esteem in the bottom of a belmont breeze much longer.

love,

katie

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lusting lake life….

June 4, 2014

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talk of a summer holiday has been bubbling up more and more at our dinner table of gluten-free and grass-fed.

i’m drawn to lands shopping mall-repellent, where starbucks doesn’t punctuates every corner and alley, and whole foods actually means food from the ground, tree, farm or local, non-have-to-mortgage your house market.

for at least one week i’d like a boulevard of conifer pines in exchange for blow dry bars and gel manicures.

give me an unpopulated, open, blue lake, and i’ll give you a girl on her best behavior {profanity NOT included.}

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my first true lake experiences were my high school, spring break debaucheries on lake havasu; thongs and tops typically optional—and i’m not talking “shoes.”

a week of banana boat spf {2}, zima in the can, george strait and neil diamond cd’s galore, chili con carne out of the can, and a body of water so crowded and dirty i’m still in disbelief my friends and i never contracted ecoli or hepatitis………or “motherhood” for that matter.

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what we lacked in promiscuity we made up for in folly and play.

playing cards, reading anne rivers siddons, watching the pirate movie for the 500th time, re-enacting “the happy ending” scene, and making the inevitable {hopefully burned} home movies of 8 girls dancing around singing “standing outside the fire!“—still such a great song!

there’s something about a lake that feels a bit less pomp and circumstance than life say, at the sea.

the whites don’t have to be starched, the collar need not its pop, a bare foot is appropriate attire for a meal lit by candlelight.

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california may be foremost known for our sandy beaches and pacific blue, but good grief, our beautiful lakes can give the surfers a run for their money any day.

one of my favorite memories is my dad teaching me how to fish at bass lake.

just me and him and an empty bucket……i couldn’t bring myself to “bait” the line.

and the whole idea of hooking a fish made me cry, shoulder-shaking, nose-running, peace erupting tears; my dad easily succumbed to letting me knock it in a beach chair, holding my baitless pole in the water.

this was the weekend i discovered vegetarianism.

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then there was the summer i took my broken heart and drowned it all the way to the bottom of june lake.

i swam and swam and swam, dived and dived and dived…until the constant shards of glass, lodged in my throat from a shocking divorce, softened into more manageable, occasional lumps of coal in my stomach.

more helpful than time on the couch or a prescription drug, my time underwater hid the noise of my raging screams and camouflaged any tears.

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but per my originial memory the lake is more of a happy, social, spread-the-good, not the grief, place to commune.

there’s something about a boat ride at dawn, with the ones you love, that brings out the truth serum in me.

along with the mascara and designer shoes, rigid, protective walls and insulating egos are shed; left at the last turnpike before meeting the road for the lake cabin.

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and i can’t think of anything more romantic than a dockside for two, hunkiest in hand, a homemade meal under the stars, with the ducks and fireflies playing sweet harmony for a post-dinner slow dance.

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anyone else lusting a little lake life too?

what are your favorite’s?

do you go fancy nancy? or are you the camping type?

this is my official throwing it out to the universe…i’m thinking somewhere in the south this year.

last one in is a rotten egg….

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in the mood for june….

June 2, 2014

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 no gloomy june for this katie-girl.

my morning’s coffee is extra black, and for once, i have clean hair.

life is grand.

yesterday, june greeted us with open-wide, sunshine’y arms, and a periwinkle-blue sky to match.

 sunday’s weather was so glorious, so post-card picturesque, i had to stay in bed all day, shades drawn, lights off, eye mask on.

i alternated between napping, reading, and catching up on mad men episodes to buffer my anxiety over all the natural beauty taking place outside.

a healthy dose of grime and angst here and there is needed to keep my blood sugar even; don draper served serve that purpose precisely.

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tis the season for the beach read.

last week i blew through this novel in a day. it IS the epitome of a beach read: murder, sex, family drama, a summer escape to a lake, etc….not a lot of brain power required, but it drew me in like an easter brunch buffet with a belgian waffle bar.

i’m now balancing out my brain cells with this…..very enjoyable…not sure it’s pulitzer material though? anyone else read it?

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so i’ve officially made THIS song my summer jam.

no, it’s not a new release, but it just oozes hot, sultry nights; think convertible for two, driving down pacific coast highway as the sun sets….

i’m loving it for both my spin and pilates classes….

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my hopes for june aren’t grand or audacious.

i’d like to feel the sand beneath my feet.

i want to perfect this cocktail……i might even make it non-virgin!!

i’m going to learn lightroom even if it means locking myself in a DARKroom to do it…anyone out there with experience with this effer of an editing software?

and, as always, the dance parties will continue with flourish and panache.

what are your june endeavors?

monday happy to you m’loves.

 

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