pebble beach

a vacation in review

November 28, 2011

monday happy to you m’loves.

i have returned from a week of absolute bliss.

a whole seven days with my hunkiest of husbands and the beast always in tow.

alarms clocks, computers and cell phones were all unplugged {for the most part}.

here are a few shots of how it all went down:

sunrise on the deck. coffee in our mugs, sleepy on our faces, the swish of golf balls: our sweet morning soundtrack.

the sun sets, and a whole different kind of pretty moves in. we reconvene outside, bundled & toasty, on each others’ laps and ready to start the evening’s festivities.

the wine flows like a rafting river, and the scent of cigars wafts merrily up into the crescent moon.

stinky cheese, honeyed jams and loaves and loaves of the sourest of sourdough bread spoils our appetite night after night…except of course for friday when we have homemade lobster potpie {oh. dear. god.}

the dessert table alone should get us all on dr. oz’s next episode of “family eating habits: mommy why are you trying to kill me?”

seriously, is THAT cool whip? do they really MAKE cool whip still?

for the record, i DID make a salad.

when not bingeing you could find me here, detoxing all the decadence away.

i tried to take my therapist, jerry, back home with me. he said i need to “eschew the wolves out of my life.”


hmm. last time i checked priscilla was a golden retriever. but she does get rather wolf-ey at breakfast time.

i’ll keep my eye on the beast.

although a wonderful week, i am happy to be back. i missed working and my routine.

lots on the docket from now until christmas time.

until tomorrow: happy! happy! happy!

are we there yet?

November 23, 2011

a photo journal of our road trip up north:

rise & shine!

one dead battery in hunkiest’s clunky gas guzzling tank, and one lightening round move of luggage into my more fuel efficient, albiet tinier prius, and the family is off and running. all of us seatbelted in…..even the beast.

road trips can get chilly, so priscilla wore her scarf.

the music was loud and the scenery was breathtaking, not the best combo bite when you’re supposed to be driving the speed limit.

hunkiest was pulled over for driving 20 mph over the stated limit….lucky for him his betty’s were good with the bat of the lashes and shake of the tail. we were let off with just a tinted windows warning.

the last of 4 starbucks runs.

making it just in time for our sunset walk.

wednesday happy m’loves.

monday melodies….

November 21, 2011

monday happiest to you m’loves.

i’m off with hunkiest, the beast and the fam for a week of thanksgiving sweet.

i’m going to try to remain as incommunicado as possible: computers, cell phones, ipads, brain……all turned off.

if you need to reach me send a pony.

for my road trip up north i thought i’d share a song which has been on HEAVY rotation ’round here.

i’m obsessed with the new dia frampton “broken ones” single. my poor spin classes must be so sick of her voice {and mine, i’m sure}.

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but i’m such a sucker for that melodramatic, bell-like, sad-girl with hope, face too cute for lilith fair, bordering les miserables eponine death scene {whoops spoiler!}, kind of ballad.

it shouldn’t surprise you.

i’m the girl who spent 1980 and 1981, in a nightgown and head band, with a perfume spritzed, handwritten love-note in tow, walking around our pool singing “hopelessly devoted” at the top off her tone-deaf lungs to an imaginary danny zuko in the sky. we have the home videos to prove it. there’s a giant reason i will NEVER run for public office: the “family GREASE” tapes being paramount.

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good thing i’m getting out-of-town for a week. re-watching that, and remembering what i put my family through as they heeded in horror, my four-year old, deeply satisfied with herself-self, prancing around the house in complete spectacle and theatrics-never once breaking character {snap+snap+} or having one iota of shame or embarrassment; i’m happy to report delayed onset humiliation has finally set in.

i’m going underground {in my nightgown & headband} until my cheeks stop burning.

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