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2014: A Look Back

Happy New Year!  I hope you welcomed 2015 in style.  I was in bed, wearing a ratty bathrobe and sound asleep by midnight but we did enjoy a big family dinner where we all got dressed up and ate some fabulous food.  All in all, it was perfect.  I hadn’t planned on looking back at…

_MG_6077Happy New Year!  I hope you welcomed 2015 in style.  I was in bed, wearing a ratty bathrobe and sound asleep by midnight but we did enjoy a big family dinner where we all got dressed up and ate some fabulous food.  All in all, it was perfect.  I hadn’t planned on looking back at the year that was…but I thought that such a year required a bit of reflection and as I scrolled back through my posts, month by month, it occurred to me that 2014 was quite a year.  Settle in…this is a length one!

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Screen Shot 2014-01-24 at 1.59.02 PMJanuary: We kicked off the year by spending a month in India and Bhutan.  It was truly the trip of a lifetime and remains my most cherished memory of the year.  When I returned home, I launched my first pop-up shop, which was super fun.  That led to selling my wares at Squam and another pop-up shop later in the year.  I’d love to do more of these in 2015!

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_MG_9210April: We spent the most heavenly ten days in Dominican Republic with my parents and younger brother.  It was the perfect break from the freezing spring that we were experiencing back in Rhode Island.  Luckily, we made it home in time to catch the blossoms.  The weeks where our beautiful town is in bloom are always some of my favorite of the year.

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PROMO-IMAGE-PITCH-PERFECT-THE-ART-WIDE-700-WEBMay: I made my yearly pilgrimage to Brimfield Antique Show.  I think I bought $2 worth of quilt scraps, but my favorite part is taking pictures of all the interesting things you find at the show.  It is always sensory overload, but I can’t help being pulled back year after year.  I also kept busy teaching Pitch Perfect, which was such an amazing experience.  I will be teaching the course again this year, online through Squam.  I can’t wait to tell you more about it soon!

_MG_0210June: Ahhh, June.  The weather is finally warm, and I take my yearly getaway to Squam.  I always look forward to my time here, and every year I am so grateful that I get to be a part of this amazing community of makers.

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_MG_2646July: My most favorite month of the year!  Every year we spend the entire month in Northern Michigan with my family (I even wrote a guide to the area here).  It is a true old-fashioned summer; swimming in the lake, playing on the beach, visiting the dunes, riding bikes into town for ice cream, spending time in nature, watching my boys running wild and free with the kids along our dirt lane, learning to water ski, eating our weight in cherries….the stuff of life.  Northern Michigan, specifically our family cottage on Torch Lake, is my happy place.  And how lucky is Vik that he gets to celebrate his birthday “Up North?”  It is my most favorite place in the whole world and we are so darn lucky to spend our summers there.

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_MG_3163August: It is all about the garden in August.  All the good stuff is ready to harvest, including cherry tomatoes, my favorite.  You can feel summer beginning to wane in August, and that is always bittersweet, but August holds such beauty that it is worth staying in the moment.

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_MG_5473September: What a busy month, full of new experiences.  Vijay started school, which was very tough emotionally for both of us but has turned out to be the best thing we could have ever hoped for.  I started contributing to Gardenista, which has been such a privilege and has given me the chance to explore some amazing gardens and shops.  My husband and I went on an overnight trip to Vermont, our first time as a couple ever away from the kids for a night.  And I made a quick trip to Squam, arriving just in time for the fair and a day of relaxing.  Yes, we were on the move in September! I also made reading a priority again, and you all chimed in with amazing suggestions.  I’ve been making my way through the list and have yet to be disappointed.  Expect plenty more book reviews in 2015.

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_MG_7267October: As we settled into our new school routine, which consists of preschool on Tuesday and Thursday morning, we also celebrated Vijay’s fourth birthday with all of his sweet classmates, and the local fire station.  It was a PARTY!

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_MG_8634November: What a gorgeous fall we were blessed with in Rhode Island.  It was sunny and sparkling almost every day, and the leaves were absolutely riotous.  I paid a visit to Tower Hill Botanic Garden for Gardenista and had the most amazing time wondering around their fall gardens.  I also finished my favorite sewn wardrobe addition…this quilted vest from The Purl Bee.

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_MG_0093December: Here I thought December was such a slow and peaceful month, but we traveled to Chicago for Thanksgiving (returning the 1st of December), then I took off for Martha’s Vineyard to finish up a few book details, and after decking out our own small tree, we packed up and headed to Michigan for Christmas and the New Year.

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sewnAll in all, it was an amazing year.  In addition to all of our travels and all the excitement, it was the year that I felt my work life finally dropped into place.  I was hard at work on my second book, which is so near and dear to my heart, I contributed regularly to Edible Rhody and Gardenista, I taught Pitch Perfect, and launched a few pop-up shops.  2015 is going to be filled with even greater accomplishments…I can feel it and it makes me so very excited.  2014 was also the year of making…between sewing and knitting I pretty much have made a complete wardrobe, and with each piece I gain a better understanding of my fit and personal style.  Above are just a few of my favorite makes of 2014.

I try to keep this a place of positivity and beauty, so it is interesting to scroll through these posts and see so many of the harder emotional things missing.  But it is also a beautiful reminder of how much we have to be thankful for and how unbelievably blessed we are as a family.  If 2015 is half as gorgeous, we’re in for a great year!  And after that look back, I’m excited to move forward.

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India and a Pop-Up Shop

It has been a hectic year, 2014, with quite a few personal challenges and transitions.  For one thing, my husband has been traveling a lot for work and that means that I’ve been single parenting more often than I would like.  Recently, my husband was in India and I have to admit that I was…

_MG_6064It has been a hectic year, 2014, with quite a few personal challenges and transitions.  For one thing, my husband has been traveling a lot for work and that means that I’ve been single parenting more often than I would like.  Recently, my husband was in India and I have to admit that I was sick with envy.  How I miss the vibrancy and chaos, the architecture and colors, the spices and markets.  I spent time remembering our last trip and going back through my pictures, and it occurred to me that I only shared the smallest sliver of our trip with you.  Perhaps you’d like to see more?  I sent my husband with a shopping list and I’m thrilled to announce that I’m going to be launching another pop-up shop in a few weeks, early November, just in time for some holiday shopping.  There will be kantha quilts, hand-blocked notebooks, and beautiful hand-blocked cotton tunics, along with some other treasures.  I have trained that man well- and he brought back some beautiful items that I can’t wait to share!  I thought I would also offer prints- I know a few of you asked, and I never got around to it.  Please let me know which prints you’d like me to offer!  As a refresher: Delhi, Bhutan, Rajasthan (I know many of you loved those doors!), Travel Realities, and the first Pop-Up Shop.  Without further ado, a trip down memory lane, starting in Delhi, working our way through Bhutan and finishing with my favorite, Rajasthan.

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_MG_5195_2All of the above were from the beginning portion of our trip, when we were in Delhi, getting adjusted and finding our footing after a 14-hour flight and serious jet lag.

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_MG_5630Isn’t it interesting how Bhutan has such a different and distinct look, both the people, colors and architecture?  That is what amazes me about this part of the world- each region in Inda, and bordering country, has its own language, food, culture, and religion.  I feel as though you could study India and its neighboring countries for your entire life and still not grasp the full story.

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_MG_6544Rajasthan, shown above and below, is by far my most favorite region that I have visited in India (though there are so many regions I have yet to discover).  The vibrant colors of the woman’s saris against the faded desert landscape is the visual that I associate with the region.  That, and the wild colors of the homes and buildings, again standing in such contrast to the muted landscape.

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_MG_6460And finally, into the countryside of Rajasthan.  This was probably one of the most memorable days of the trip, as we were welcomed into the homes of these farmers, and offered lunch as we watched our kids play together.

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Reality Check

Before you jump on a plane to India with your two toddlers inspired by our easy, breezy vacation (ha!), let me share a bit more about the reality.  It’s something of a blogging tic to show just the beautiful pictures and joyous memories, but I don’t think it’s always fair to the readers.  Because let’s…

_MG_6077Before you jump on a plane to India with your two toddlers inspired by our easy, breezy vacation (ha!), let me share a bit more about the reality.  It’s something of a blogging tic to show just the beautiful pictures and joyous memories, but I don’t think it’s always fair to the readers.  Because let’s be totally honest- there are moments when traveling with little ones where you consider throwing yourself out of the plane.  Many many moments.

_MG_6793Reality #1: Lest you think we’re backpacking around India, hanging out in hostels, taking crowded trains, and eating street samosas, let me tell you- we travel well.  We stay in nice hotels, eat at nice restaurants, and have a driver and tour guide in every city.  This helps us stay healthy (we only fell ill once due to some bad food), rested, and on those days when the boys are feeling tired, we have a nice hotel, with a pool and open space in which to wile away our time.  We are very, very fortunate- period.  We also have friends all over India and were so blessed to spend time in people’s homes, having dinner, visiting and drinking copious amounts of tea.  This helped us feel more at home.

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_MG_4920Reality #2: We brought along a sitter.  Let’s all agree to be cool about this admission, and not freak out thinking everything about our life is a sham and we really have an army of nannies and never see our kids.  For some reason people get all huffy about sitters on blogs- I have never understood that.  At home, I work for 10-12 hours a week on my book and various other projects.  Liz is our sitter during those hours, she has been for almost 2 years now.  She is a college student, and the most amazingly helpful, sweet, kind sitter for our boys.  She had a coinciding school break and we asked if she would want to come along to India- all expenses paid, but no pay during the trip.  She was all in.  When my husband was working, it was just me and Liz and the boys.  So often the boys shoot off in two directions, and in India, where it is crowded and there is traffic everywhere-I really wouldn’t feel safe sightseeing and traveling around all by myself with the boys.  When my husband wasn’t working, it was the three adults and two kids- basically, it just gave my husband and I some breathing room.  Liz never left the hotel alone with the boys, and she rarely stayed alone with them in the hotel (only if I had to go along on a business dinner, and a few times while the boys napped and my husband and I ran out).  Mainly, it was all five of us- and honestly, it was still full-on in terms of child care.  But having Liz along made the trip a thousand times better for everyone- we all felt rested, we all occasionally had a few minutes of alone time, and there were many helping hands to deal with all the travel, luggage, diaper changes, snack emergencies, nap times and early mornings.  Honestly, everywhere we went, it was assumed Liz was my sister, and for us, she really is a part of the family after the past two years.  We are so lucky to have her!  My husband and I always say that vacationing with kids is hardly a vacation- it can be even more exhausting due to schedule disruptions and unfamiliar surroundings.  That is why every vacation we have taken has been with my parents.  However, they were in Germany this holiday visiting my brother, who is stationed there.  Next time- we hope to do India as a full family- grandma and grandpa included!

_MG_6657Reality #3: Traveling India with someone who speaks the language and knows the culture is the best.  It just is.  We joke that I’ll call room service and ask for a pot of milk (for Vik’s bottle) and they will say “Not possible.”  My husband will call down, and before he hangs up, there is a knock on the door and someone is there with a cow to produce us some fresh milk.   I don’t know if I’d want to take on India without my husband- there are so many cultural nuances, language barriers, and tourists can fall prey to so many rip-offs and traps. It’s just the way it is, and it is easier to just accept it, and learn to deal.  But it can be so frustrating at times.

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_MG_6184Reality #5: We lowered our parenting standards for this trip!  Let me explain- when traveling to a place so foreign, we felt it was our job to make the boys as comfortable as possible, and indeed that made things more enjoyable for everyone.  You want chocolate chip pancakes for breakfast? Go for it.  Ready to leave the Amer Fort when we just arrived? Here, have a KitKat bar.  There were a lot of special treats, little presents (aka bribes!), and nutritional compromises.  This was tough for me- I hold a line when it comes to junk food at home, but here I did bend it when needed.  Let’s just say I’m craving home cooking, green juice, and a good workout!  We also let go of all our DVD rules and let the boys unwind with Elmo whenever and wherever (thanks to a cheap portable dvd player and toddler headphones).  Again, the videos helped them relax and since I closely monitor screen time at home, it felt like a big treat.  I teased my husband- “So this is what it feels like to be a dad.  No rules, all fun!”  Hey, whatever works!

_MG_6290Reality #6: It’s tough to walk the line between being aware, and not being a nervous wreck.  Dirty water, crowded streets, malaria, stray dogs, Delhi belly, food-born illnesses- it’s hard not to want to place the kids in a bubble when facing third world conditions.  I was aware, but we let them explore and found plenty of open-space activities to foster their exploration and curiosity (visiting farms, villages, palaces, forts, less crowded spaces).  But I’ll admit- we went through a TON of hand wipes!

_MG_5116Finally, I promised a bit of advice for traveling with toddlers.  I assume that anyone with kids knows the basics- pack a ton of favorite snacks (graham crackers, apple sauce squeezies, Cliff bars, Lara bars and trail mix are our favorites), pack the comforts of home (blankie, stuffed animals, turtle night light, favorite books and toys), get a small, simple dvd player, pack small new toys to pull out on the plane and on long car rides, pack crayons, paper, markers, stickers, anything to pass the time, pack a well stocked medicine bag cause you never know….blah, blah blah.  But here is one piece of advice you might not have heard.  Pack a sack of “less-loved” toys and give them away.  A few of you wondered how it worked when the boys played with kids in the villages and farmland.  The answer is- we brought enough toys that we were able to give them away.  We would pack a small bag of Vijay and Vik’s less favorite toys, and head out for the day.  When we would stop for lunch, or meet kids in the village or on the farm, the boys would pull out their trucks and play.  When it was time to go, we would tell the boys to gift each of their new friends a truck.  We always made sure we had the boys favorite trucks waiting in the car so they wouldn’t be left with no toys.  This worked remarkably well, and led to some great conversations with the boys about sharing, and how fortunate they were to have so many nice toys.  However, we were smart about it- when we were swarmed with kids in one village, and they got grabby, the toys went away, and that was that.  So- use your best judgement with this one, but in family-to-family situations this worked wonders to break the ice.  That’s all for now- and please take this all with a grain of salt- this is our family’s reality, that is all- nothing more, nothing less.

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Rajasthan

This is why you endure the lengthy travel, airport meltdowns, Delhi belly and crushing jetlag- to get pictures of your cutie stripey kiddos posing among the ruins of a 15th century Hindu temple.  All kidding aside it felt like our travel mojo really fell into place while journeying through Jaipur and Udaipur.  While still bustling,…

_MG_6741This is why you endure the lengthy travel, airport meltdowns, Delhi belly and crushing jetlag- to get pictures of your cutie stripey kiddos posing among the ruins of a 15th century Hindu temple.  All kidding aside it felt like our travel mojo really fell into place while journeying through Jaipur and Udaipur.  While still bustling, crowded, sensory-overloading cities, they offer such beauty to the willing traveler.

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_MG_5986One of the challenges of this trip is the amount of travel involved.  From Bhutan we flew to Delhi where we stayed for a night before catching a flight to Jaipur.  There are long car rides in hair-raising traffic back and forth from airports to hotels.  Travel in India, whether by car, plane, boat or camel is not easy.  This calls for serious stamina, both from us and the kids.  The boys have been amazing- beyond amazing, really.  I am immensely proud of them for their adaptability and adventurous little spirits.  We are faring far better than I ever dreamed we would.

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_MG_6110On previous trips we’ve tried not to fall prey to all the touristy stuff, but I’ll confess that is often the stuff kids love.  Elephant rides, camel rides, boat rides, toy train rides….you catch my drift.  While at first I’m rolling my eyes, it always ends up being a blast simply because of the boys unabashed exuberance.  Such was the case when we took an elephant ride up to the Amer Fort along with the hoards of other tourists.  The boys were pretty chuffed at the idea of riding an elephant (!!!) and of course once we were there, I was the one going insane over the painting- the colors, the patterns, the architecture.  This is what I love about the region in general- the colors.  The women in their bright saris against the dusty landscape, the brightly painted homes, the little shops packed to the brim with this and that.

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_MG_6525Perhaps our favorite outing was one that happened by pure chance while driving in the outskirts of Udaipur.  We wanted to see some of the rural landscape and villages.  When a herd of goats passed us by, I asked to stop- the scene was just too beautiful to miss.  Our “quick stop” turned into an afternoon of touring the goat-herders farm, and being invited for lunch at another family’s farm where our boys played trucks with their five boys.  Without knowing us, they fed us and welcoming us into their lived for the afternoon (poor Vik- everyone wants to hold him- from Bhutan to Udaipur- he can’t escape it and our rule of thumb is if you can catch him, you can hold him!).

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_MG_6713We’re back in Delhi now (hence the blog post- internet again, hooray!) and I think we’re all pretty beat.  I’m hearing reports of freezing temps and blustery snowstorms back home, but I am still missing Providence.  I miss good coffee, chocolate chip cookies, our family and friends, down time to knit and watch my shows (Downton Season 4 I’M COMING FOR YOU!), driving my own car, big leafy green salads and sleeping in our own rooms…and not necessarily in that order!  And for those of you that have asked, I am planning a post of traveling with kids- some of the offbeat things that worked for us- and I promise it won’t be all those super obvious ones (pack snacks for the plane- wow, really, would have never thought of that!?).  I’ll also be laying out some of the realities of our trip- it is not all marigold garlands and baskets of roses…traveling (especially in a third world country) has its challenges, and when you add kids in the mix, things get really interesting.  More on that in a bit.  To all our friends back home…stay warm and cozy!

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Delhi, an Epic Case of Jetlag and Taking it all in

Here is something they don’t tell you about traveling half-way across the world with kids.  It’s not the 14 hour flight that kills you, it is the jetlag that lasts for days afterward and causes the kids to wake and sleep at all hours of the day and night.  We got lucky- our boys slept…

_MG_5061Here is something they don’t tell you about traveling half-way across the world with kids.  It’s not the 14 hour flight that kills you, it is the jetlag that lasts for days afterward and causes the kids to wake and sleep at all hours of the day and night.  We got lucky- our boys slept for most of the flight, making the traveling leg of our journey shockingly easy.  The real fun started once we landed in Delhi and discovered how many different ways you can pass time from 2am-7am in a hotel room.

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_MG_5083I think we finally figured it out, after forcing the kids to stay awake all day yesterday they successfully made it through a night and woke at 7am.  For the first time since landing, we are all feeling a bit refreshed and ready to take on the day.  Not that our bone-crushing tiredness has held us back from exploring.  Oh no- we have already been to a few temples, seen the ruins of the 6th city of Delhi, pushed our way through crowded markets and done a bit of shopping (just wait ’til you see what I’m bringing back!!).

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_MG_5110_2“Where is his mama?” he’ll ask, his eyes wide with sadness.  How do you possibly explain such things to a three year old?  And so we’ve sought out “safe havens”- quiet playgrounds and gardens where the boys can run around and feel safe.  This is all I know how to do.

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_MG_5143Delhi is difficult with young children and I must say, we are very much looking forward to making our way to the smaller towns on our itinerary.  The traffic, congestion and noise of Delhi will not be missed.  Yet there is so much to see, and I am trying my best to take it all in with my camera- mostly when the boys are napping, or taking a swim at the hotel.  When I have them with me, I try to focus my attention on them completely- but oh, how hard it is with so much visual stimulation.

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_MG_4904For now, my friends, I am wishing you all a blessed and peaceful Christmas.  It is an odd feeling to be so far removed from snow, twinkling lights and Christmas trees, not to mention the loving embrace of our family.  But onward we go, seeking out our next adventure during this wild month!

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India, a pop-up shop…and yes, we’re totally nuts

So, India with two little ones….for a month.  Are we completely nuts?  Perhaps, but we figure why not approach life with a sense of adventure (and a touch of crazy).  When my husband announced that he would need to travel to India for work during the early part of January, I asked him what he…

4228487720_57ef4093e0_oSo, India with two little ones….for a month.  Are we completely nuts?  Perhaps, but we figure why not approach life with a sense of adventure (and a touch of crazy).  When my husband announced that he would need to travel to India for work during the early part of January, I asked him what he thought about tacking on some time to travel as a family.  Despite our nervousness about traveling such a great distance with the boys, we managed to psyche each other up, and so….off we go for the next month.  We leave next week, but I can’t imagine I’ll have time to stop in, so the next post will be live from India (that is, if we survive the 14 hour plane ride).

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4247482119_23586c82fe_oWhen I traveled to India previously, I had several readers email me asking if I knew where they could get the various kantha quilts, block prints and ribbons that I brought back from India.  I haven’t seen these things for sale in the States, at least not authentic-looking goods.  So I thought I might bring back a few things and set up a little online shop, that is if anyone would be interested.  Let me know if this is something that would interest you, and what you would love to see…I’ll do my best to come back bearing gifts.  Below, a few examples of what I’ll most likely find (embroidered ribbon, hand-carved printing blocks, hand-stitched kantha quilts made from vintage saris).  I might offer a few prints if I manage to capture any worthy pictures, too!  Please take a moment to comment if you are interested…

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A Blessing

As the birth draws closer, I find myself reflecting on my journey through pregnancy. It seems like a lifetime ago, but in March/April of this year, we were in India, and I was in my first trimester. It was a difficult trip because I was experiencing terrible morning sickness, and the (normally heavenly) smell of…

Udaipur PujaAs the birth draws closer, I find myself reflecting on my journey through pregnancy. It seems like a lifetime ago, but in March/April of this year, we were in India, and I was in my first trimester. It was a difficult trip because I was experiencing terrible morning sickness, and the (normally heavenly) smell of spicy curries was enough to send me running for the door.
Udaipur PujaBut it was a beautiful trip as well. We took time out of our busy travel schedule to have a puja (blessing) for our child. It was a long ceremony (2 hours!) and I didn’t understand what was being said…but I appreciated the beauty of the ancient rituals, and I was moved by the many offerings made on behalf of our baby.
Udaipur PujaI thought it might be fun to show you a few pictures of the ceremony… Let’s hope the blessing extends to the birth, which I am hoping will be healthy (and quick and painless too!).
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Happy Mother’s Day

Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers and expectant mothers the world over! I was looking through my childhood photographs to find more vintage shots of my mom like the one above, but then I thought about this picture below, from India, which so perfectly captures her spirit, Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers and expectant…

Mom and her fan club!

Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers and expectant mothers the world over! I was looking through my childhood photographs to find more vintage shots of my mom like the one above, but then I thought about this picture below, from India, which so perfectly captures her spirit, Happy Mother’s Day to all mothers and expectant mothers the world over! I was looking through my childhood photographs to find more vintage shots of my mom like the one above, but then I thought about this picture below, from India, which so perfectly captures her spirit,and I thought I would share that instead.

She is beloved by children worldwide, I swear it. Whether she is leading my brothers boyscout troop (she deserves sainthood for this endeavor- a large group of wild 11 year old boys with too much extra energy and too few listening skills…), or interacting with children on the streets of India, patience, gentleness and kindness just radiate from her. I was so blessed to have such a wonderful women as my mom, and I aspire to be just like her one day when I am raising my own family. I love you Mom!

And since we are sort-of, kind-of on the topic of India, did you see the most recent Anthropologie catalog? I felt a sense of deja vu as I flipped through the pages. See if you can find the catalog pictures similar to mine below!
The City Palace, Jaipur agrashopMarkets of UdaipurSo I am wondering…why didn’t they just call me up, I would have gladly shot the catalog for them!! Really, it would have been no trouble at all!

And finally…a great piece on What Cards Don’t Say on Mother’s Day. Thank you for passing this along Mrs. Lenhoff!

Enjoy the rest of your weekend!

The Great Art of Procrastinating

I have yet to go grocery shopping. It is now Wednesday, we arrived home on Saturday and yet…I keep procrastinating. I feel so uninspired. What to buy? What to cook? Who knows, who cares. I know…what a bad attitude. But can you blame me? I just came from the land of color, where the markets…

IMG_5895I have yet to go grocery shopping. It is now Wednesday, we arrived home on Saturday and yet…I keep procrastinating. I feel so uninspired. What to buy? What to cook? Who knows, who cares. IMG_5894I know…what a bad attitude. But can you blame me? I just came from the land of color, where the markets are an explosion of exotic textures and smells, and now going back to my sterile grocery store feels like some sort of punishment.IMG_5835 Is it so wrong that I want my milk delivered on the back of a motorcycle?IMG_5831 Is it so wrong that I want this sweet boy to roll me out fresh naan with his little rolling pin?IMG_5887Is it so wrong that I want my spices presented to me in colorful heaps and shiny silver bowls, and my chillies displayed in burlap bags?IMG_5878 Okay, okay….you are tired of my petty complaints…I’m going, here I go, off to market. This house will be barren no more. And at the very least, I can be thankful that I don’t need to bring home my groceries on top of my head, or slung over my back!IMG_5873

Home, At Last

We are home…at last, and my goodness, it seemed like a long journey back. 15 hours on the plane and another 3 hours driving from New York to Rhode Island. I am utterly exhausted and I am afraid that it is going to take all week to get my energy back. We spent the weekend…

Ribbons from IndiaWe are home…at last, and my goodness, it seemed like a long journey back. 15 hours on the plane and another 3 hours driving from New York to Rhode Island. I am utterly exhausted and I am afraid that it is going to take all week to get my energy back. We spent the weekend lounging about in bed, venturing out only for movies and food. I was asleep by 4pm on Saturday and proudly made it to 5pm last night. I am so OVER having jet lag…
Ribbons from IndiaOn a positive note, I was up at the crack of dawn this morning and I used my energy surge to begin unpacking. Of course I will save the dirty clothes for later…I just wanted to unpack my souvenirs and gaze at them lovingly.
Ribbons from IndiaNow these pictures are not meant to incite jealousy…but I cannot be responsible if the green monster happens to rear its ugly head. I get it…these are perhaps the most beautiful ribbons I have ever seen in my entire life.
Ribbons from IndiaI found them tucked away at the back of a textile shop in Udaipur and I went absolutely crazy. My husband bargained them down to a mere $5 a roll…and we are talking yards and yards on each role. The only problem is…I can’t imagine cutting into them, they are just too beautiful. They are going to require the perfect project…any ideas!?
Ribbons from India