This isn't Burger King, you can't have it your way.
Time for another round of: Sleeping Or Dead? #divinelight #caturday
It was painful but the umbilical cord finally snapped. My gorgeous son is in his ancestral lands receiving the blessing of Guinness straight from the source. Love and light, Jackson. 😘😘😘
I have amazing coworkers.
It’s called style, babe, look it up.
I do love a Sunday open house (I always warn the real estate agents I’m only a curious neighbor, clear boundaries help deflect the eager beavers). Most alarming feature of this $2.5m pied à terre is the coffin-shaped swimming pool.
Hi, it’s been a year since I’ve done a full yoga practice, is this what’s going to happen if I start up again? #probably
I made Jackson an old-style red velvet cake (the red comes from puréed beets and the taste is 🥳). #loveyou #18 #happybirthday #uglycake #bmw
I put the comforter outside to air for a bit and
I put my back out unloading firewood (as you do), and the only comfortable position is standing so I made another cake? Carnegie Deli’s cheesecake, happy Father’s Day, Jack says if this kills him he doesn’t mind dying. #backachecake #cheeeeesecake
A promising beginning, and then came the amateur’s ganache. (This cake is insane no matter how bad I’ve made it look.) (Smitten Kitchen’s orange chocolate chunk cake.) #saturdaycake #bundtdayfundtday #nordicware
Morning commute, now with an added ten seconds of intensified awareness of my mortality!
The poky sculpture outside my office is exactly the right size and quietness for a hummingbird nest, please tell all your hummingbird friends.
1. We have this gorgeous thing in the driveway for the weekend. I have it half-filled already. It smells like it spent some time down at the harbor. It smells like old crabs, to be precise.
2. Found these in the back yard covered in leaves and spiders, in case you were wondering where *that* dream died.
1. Portrait of a bunch of people who had babies 18 years ago.
2. Life is a group effort.
3. I told Jack to open his eyes.
4. Happiness and relief.
Rainy day cuddle.
It got cold all of a sudden.
I made a pillow fort.
Peewee is eight today! ❤️🍰❤️🍰❤️
Happy 8th birthday, Peewee! All the hugs belong to you today. ❤️😍❤️🍰❤️
Peewee doesn't understand why someone would gently sprinkle confetti all over his head. #fiesta #santabarbara
Feeling a little fragile today, Dr. Russell took 3.2 liters of fluid out of Peewee's abdomen this morning. His heart's gotten weaker but he's still a good boy. Thinking good thoughts as he rounds the corner towards his eighth birthday!
Not happy about this new "kibble only" situation.
I'm hiding from the sun!
It's important to groom your balls.
Mom why is he sitting on me.
The first thing I like to do in the morning is go back to bed.