Category Archives: CELEBRATE – life’s special moments

52 WEEKS (ten)

15 candles

This is being published during week that I should be posting #19…. the joys of New Year goals. The best thing is that I have a lengthy summer to get all caught up. My other New Year goals are a mixed bag of success and abandonment – 12 lbs down and hundreds of miles behind me, and at the same time, the wonderful cookbook recipes are still a mass of scribbled notes – now en route to the United States. Oh, and I have been painting. A lot of painting.

Enjoy this batch of photographs of my lovely daughter, taken to mark her 15th birthday. While today is not her birthday – it is certainly a day worthy of celebration. She has been given the all-clear with her knee reconstruction. No more physical therapy. No more doctor appointments. No more limitations. Look out world – there’s a new girl in town who is tougher than ever before!

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A photographic record of our 2013.

Caitlyn is fifteen.

This child has been my conversational peer since before her 2nd birthday.

Serious. Determined. Strong.

My favorite photos are always the ones when I catch her laughing.

rainy day

umbrella reflection

girl with umbrella

Cait

black and white

laughing

sitting on stairs

beach reflection

balloons on the beach

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52 WEEKS (eight)

A photographic record of our 2013.

These last two weeks have been ugly. We have seen images of hate and evil and tragedy plastered all over the news. My own little world has been littered with hostility. As our days here diminish, I find myself creating a cocoon of self-preservation. Long walks on the beach. Taking relief in clearing out cupboards and closets. Filling my senses with beauty.

I am lucky that it only takes the press of an on-button to see love and laughter light up before my eyes.

In between home school lessons of area and perimeter and US Government and human body systems, I have snuck in photo editing. I am still weeks behind in posting my photos – take that as fair warning that pictorial updates may be arriving en masse – but I am working my way through this current chapter of images with anticipation of things to come.

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Birthdays arrive in our home just as winter holidays fade into celebrations.

In a matter of weeks we are all wishing for a reprieve from balloons and birthday cake.

Just a short breather from valentines and Easter eggs.

I make a point of doing a photo shoot for each child so that even though so many celebrations might seem lumped together, I have recorded them individually. Capturing each age and personality and moment in time.

This is Victoria. She is 13. Nothing really describes her more than one of the t-shirts she is wearing in this shoot. BE YOU. This child doesn’t just march to the beat of a different drum, but to music that no one else has ever heard. Somewhere behind those bright eyes and mass of blonde curls lies a brilliant mathematical mind and a fierce wit. I talked her into styling her hair and putting on a little make-up for the shots with her flute. As lovely as she may be all-cleaned-up, the real Tori is skipping down the street, hair in a pony tail, enhanced with just a bit of miss-matched nail polish. Leaving email and facebook to the rest of the teenagers in the world, Victoria is a free spirit. And that is just one of the million reasons why I love her.

Thirteen year old girl

Thirteen year old girl

Girl playing flute

Girl with flute

Thirteen year old girl

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cupcake cupcake

girl eating cupcake

teen with balloons

teen with balloons

teen with balloons

teen with balloons

girl jumping with balloons

girl with balloons


52 WEEKS (six)

A photographic record of our 2013.

Nine years old

A certain little boy turns nine this month.

I desperately try to contain his growth, but to no avail, I find myself barely looking over the top of his carefully coiffed hair.

As he closes his eyes and blows out his candles, his wishes will be for a puppy, or a skateboard, or just to eat his entire cake without having to share with his sisters.

And speaking of cake and candles… just as we were about to sing Happy Birthday, I realized that the only candles in the house were pink. Thankfully this boy who has grown up in a house of girls isn’t bothered one bit by an inundation of pink and ruffles and tutus and lipstick. If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em. And if the only things between you and a chocolate cake are some pink candles, by all means, light ‘em up! In the words of our wise nine-year-old: “Real men don’t mind pink candles.”

pink candles

And speaking of sisters…. they hover, guide, direct, boss and love him. He is a lucky little boy. Someday he will realize it.

Harry and sisters

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A birthday photo shoot of my funny, loving, imaginative boy.

The one who makes friends wherever he goes.

The one who would rather run, leap or fly than walk.

The one who I wish would stop growing up quite so fast.

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ninth birthday

ninth birthday

ninth birthday

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boy jumping with balloons

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Traditions

Happy Easter.

March madness (my personal version of it) comes to an end and I find myself sitting down, longing to reflect on the last 31 days. Birthdays, house guests, announcements, preparations, celebration, and adventure.

When I started writing this blog, I wanted to record all of the above, peppered with anecdotes and family recipes. With a few hundred readers stopping by to look at my travel photography, or better understand living with a chronic illness,  I was in a comfortable place as I experimented with words and images.

And then I shared the horror story of my family and the ocean and a miraculous rescue. Instead of a few hundred people reading my words, thousands and thousands perused my words. This one story was shared all over the internet and I was completely overwhelmed by the response.

It was hard to follow that up with a recipe for Rice Pudding (although I do have a great one) or a recent race review (and yes, I have one of those stored up too.) Isn’t this what one who writes longs for? But honestly, I was honored and humbled, and terrified about what to write next.

So after letting two weeks go by, it is time to get back at it. With great change on the horizon, I am called to document the transition and make great efforts to record this place and the people before it is just a hazy memory.

Prepare to be inundated with my 52 WEEK catch-up. I have a back-log of wonderful images longing to see the light of day.

Brace yourself for the chaos that comes with an overseas military move.

And that brings us to today. Easter. Another holiday with my family of six. Another day when I try to uphold tradition for children whose life is a series of inconsistencies. This year’s holiday included colored eggs, a crazy scavenger hunt, carrot cake, and a little bit of Caribbean flair.

Easter in a hammock

asparagus

rice krispie easter treats

easter eggs

Easter kids

Easter 2014 will be in a new home. New church. New faces. I can only promise a few things: there will be eggs, there will be friends, there will be love. And there will be jellybeans, but the orange ones are mine.

jelly beans


Groovy Frosting

We are back from our whirlwind trip to FL and SC, landing ourselves in March Madness – upcoming birthdays, spring break visitors, some racing, state math competitions and Easter. This will be one of those one-day-at-a-time months, not just for survival, but to truly enjoy the moments.

The best way to set that laid back tone? Stepping back into the seventies…..

70s photo

Fondue made for a really fun dinner party.

We enjoyed the sing-along to favorites…. Bye, bye Miss American Pie…..Let it be, let it be….. remember life before karaoke machines? Like when people played guitars and tambourines? (I know – the cell phone in the photo and the fact that they are reading music off of their ipad, kind of kills the ambiance – but otherwise, awesomely authentic.)

70s singing

The whole experience was not only a great date-night out, but my kids got into costuming us by researching clothes and hairstyles. We talked about tv shows from the seventies and the music. Once we move and are reunited with our costume box and CDs and photos and everything else we own, I will be instituting family decade nights. We will live and learn history with awesome attire, music and food – watch some classic television and movies – and learn about the events and inventions of the decade. I am already excited about the possibilities.

Back to the party….

We were celebrating a friend’s birthday who was born in the seventies and since it was a birthday, we ate cake.

I had great luck with a new and incredibly simple frosting recipe. (Thank you Pinterest.)

It covered a yellow cake and was dyed and frosted to create a tie-dyed peace sign.

And since they didn’t have Digital SLR cameras in the 70s, there are no photos.

Or maybe because I was so busy applying massive amounts of eye shadow and mascara, I forgot.

So here’s a cupcake wearing what was left over.

cupcake with white frosting

I am not usually a vanilla frosting kind of gal, most are too sugary for my liking, but this one had a sneaky ingredient and just when you taste the rich buttery sweetness you taste the hint of sea salt. Sweet, sweet, sweet and then just the tiniest bit salty.

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VANILLA FROSTING

4 sticks butter (1 lb or 2 cups)

1 lb confectioners sugar (1 box)

1 Tbsp pure vanilla extract

a pinch of sea salt (seriously – a tiny bit goes a long way)

  • Using an electric mixer, beat the butter on high until light and fluffy, 3 to 5 minutes
  • Reduce mixer speed to low and gradually add the sugar (about 1/4 cup at a time)
  • Continue mixing and add the vanilla and salt.
  • Keep beating for another minute or two until smooth.
  • You will have a beautifully white frosting ready to spread on a cool cake.

Enjoy!


Sweets with my Sweeties

Valentine’s Day was a full 24 hours of sweetness.

So much so, that the smell of sugar still hangs in the air.

The kids had friends around for cake decorating. Think gingerbread houses with a valentine twist. I call them ”love shacks.”

A pound cake and a can of frosting per person, and an abundance of colorful candy décor.

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candy decorations  Valentine Peeps

The end results were creative, unique and, best of all, edible.

I must admit, I was happy to see the gingerbread man make an appearance.

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Note the careful attention to detail…. a tiny pond, mini-marshmallow chimney and Charleston Chew trim.

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The confections of love were just the beginning of our celebrations.

Next up: Valentines.

I love Valentine cards. We I have gotten pretty serious about our their cards over the last 15-or-so years. (take a look)

It makes me sad that my older two are no longer interested in the tradition of exchanging valentines with classmates, and relieved that they are not yet entertaining thoughts of deep love interests. My two littles were still keen on sharing clever notes of love with their friends.

We have Harry’s:

Soccer Valentine

And Grace’s (delivered with a pack of goldfish crackers.)

underwater valentine

In full appreciation of the holiday, Harrison crafted special notes of love for his three sisters. Read the fine print!

you bug me mean sister

you smell

His sentiments were greatly appreciated.

Finally, under much duress, all 4 darlings posed for a card to be shared with grandparents and cousins (and hundreds of people who stop by here.)

valentine

From mine to yours, a little love across the miles.

Happy day-after-Valentine’s Day!


FIVE

We were so lucky to spend the holidays with our extended family and in addition to Christmas and New Year’s and our anniversary, we were with our sweet niece and goddaughter for her fifth birthday. When it was finally time for dessert and we lit the candle she’d had a FULL day of celebrating on a cruise with cousins –  which is terribly exhausting.

exhausted birthday girl

Lucky for her she has a crazy Aunt Jackie,

crazy aunt

who likes to bake birthday cakes and follow her around with a camera just to get that perfect shot.

At age Five this little one is very serious about following the rules. It bothered her immensely that I would try to take her photo when she wasn’t looking. Everywhere we went she watched me out of the corner of her eye with great suspicion. Thankfully, once we hit the beach, she was mesmerized by the water and completely forgot that I was there.

Enjoy!

make a wish

bright eyes

five year old

5 year old

with her American Girl

on the beach

FIVE favorites


52 WEEKS (one)

In an effort to record 2013, each week I will choose a few photographs and words that encapsulate our days. In addition to posting our life here, I will also add it to a digital photo album ending up with a complete book to have printed at the end of the year. I can’t decide on a specific company yet, (shutterfly, my publisher, snapfish, tinyprints…)  therefore I will start off using a few and ultimately choose the most user-friendly site. If you have any insights on software, cost, the final product (paper quality, clarity of images, etc.) they would be greatly appreciated.

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Palomino Island

There is something to be said for starting the first day of a new year filling all senses with beauty. What a treat it was to spend 2 days in the luxury of the Conquistador Resort on the eastern coast of Puerto Rico. We filled our hours golfing, hiking, swimming, and soaking in the sunshine. While we took dozens of photos, one of my favorite memories doesn’t h – a delicious dinner of salads and burgers and quesadillas beside the lapping waves the Caribbean. The mojitos were delicious and the tropical breezes were what dreams of island living are made of.

golf course el conquistador

las casitas

Palomino Island

hiking

hibiscus

infinity pool

palomino island

Want to book a trip to this paradise? See the hotel website HERE


Picure Perfect

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Picture Perfect.

These past weeks have been anything but.

In real life, you can’t always wait to live and celebrate joyous occasions at exactly the right, most convenient, perfect moment. Most of the time, the show must go on amid illness, deployments, and just general crankiness. (If cranky were a reason for cancelling, we family of six might miss out on a lot.) December is chock-full of celebrations for everyone, and some of my biggest challenges include: enough sleep and exercise to keep me on an even keel, being able to put to-do lists out of my mind long enough to enjoy each event in the moment, and finally, capturing every detail of tinsel and cookies and excitement with my camera. That’s all. Only those three things.

My third daughter, Grace, has a birthday that falls just after the last plate of leftover turkey and cranberries, and just before Christmas chaos is in full swing. Generally she prefers to celebrate with a favorite meal, a cake with family and very little fuss. This year she wanted a party. A PARTY! The fact that she wanted to have friends around, and play games and for the tiniest moment have the spotlight on her…. well, I was not about to let the craziness of the season keep us from having a very, merry birthday party.

A Mad Hatter’s Mother-Daughter tea party was arranged.

A room was reserved.

A menu was drawn up.

Decorations were planned.

Invitations were sent.

invitation

Then add in a sister’s surgery 24 hours earlier. And multiply that by emergencies at work for my other half. The levels of exhaustion and anxiety were rising. I was not about to let it ruin Grace’s birthday, and there was no way I was going to try to reschedule friends, and food and the location during the busiest month of the year.

On the afternoon of our tea party, just as our guests were arriving…

Cait’s pain reached its highest levels and I was struggling to help her find relief.

The lovely glass jugs with spigot, that I purchased expressly for the party, that were filled with iced tea and pink lemonade began leaking all over the kitchen.

The cupcakes weren’t frosted.

I hadn’t done my hair or makeup or even put on a dress….

Thankfully, there were 2 siblings that kicked it into high gear to help Grace have a great party. We have wonderful friends who made themselves right at home and didn’t say a word about my tardiness, my  disheveled hair nor my dashed on (and probably crooked) lipstick.

At the party, I enjoyed the food and the conversation and relaxed for the first time in days.

And when the party was over and all the stickiness of lemonade was scrubbed from my kitchen counters, I realized that I had only taken a handful of photos.

Instead of lamenting over memories lost, I did a little recreation of the details…..

Welcome to our Mad Hatter’s Tea Party

THE FOOD

Cucumber sandwiches with a cream cheese/ranch spread, chocolate dipped fruit, cheese and crackers, scones with jam and cream, chocolate cake

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Vanilla cupcakes with fresh strawberry frosting

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I picked up discounted dishes and tea cups to serve the treats.

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THE ACTIVITIES & GAMES

Can you remember what’s on the tea-tray? (Girls got to view the tray, and then write down all the items from memory.)

tea tray

Water coloring (we used water-color pencils and crayons to make the activity less of a mess.)

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Drink Me – guess what’s in each concoction? Each bottle contained a combination of 3 beverages (sodas, juices, coconut water – nothing horrible.)

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THE DECORATIONS

Every girl had an initial painting hanging from her chair (Acrylic on canvas boards, backed with cardstock and hung with sheer ribbon.)

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We pulled from the Alice in Wonderland theme – using clocks, flowers, mirrors, playing cards, red hearts rabbits and quotes from the story.

decorations

Even the Queen of Hearts stopped by.

The Queen of Hearts

hearts and teacups

THE FAVORS

An oversized tea-cup for each girl containing some of Grace’s favorite things.

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To go with the story/reading theme, we made book whimsical bookmarks.

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Thanks for stopping by the party. I hope you are able to find a balance this season, that you get to enjoy the party and capture a few lasting memories too. Enjoy this Friday and we wish you a VERY, MERRY UNBIRTHDAY!


CRANBERRIES …from a Can

Cranberries from a can.

This should be read with an accompanying wince, or moan, or sigh.

It is Thanksgiving week and here in Puerto Rico I have searched far and wide for a few bags of fresh cranberries. The commissary on the Army post, the store that is known for bringing American favorites to families all over the world, doesn’t have one single berry. Today at a local grocery store I found two bags. TWO. There wasn’t even a display – they were just tossed next to the sweet potatoes, on top of a few hundred bags of marshmallows. Based on the mushy, moldy contents, I’d wager that they’ve been in a store-room since last year.

And so, this will be forever known as the year without the cranberries.

Don’t get me wrong, I grabbed a few cans. And I am sure that on my forkful of turkey and gravy and stuffing, the bit of berries will offer their usual sweet tang.

But it won’t be the same.

I love food. All food. And I am not particular about when or where or what day I eat it. Breakfast for dinner? Yum! Pizza for Christmas – sounds great! Leftover spaghetti for breakfast? No problem.

But on the fourth Thursday of November I am pretty adamant about what should be on the table.

I was spoiled at an early age.

My Aunt MaryAnn is an outstanding hostess.

She would start cooking days ahead of time. Every morsel on her beautifully set table was made from scratch.

While I have never had any of her recipes written down from me, I cook them from memory; the rich flavors ingrained on my taste buds.

For weeks I have been designing my Thanksgiving menu with as much anticipation as my children making their Christmas lists.

I invite friends, the more the merrier.

To be honest, the more people, the more side dishes and desserts I can justify.

Oh, I long for the days of Thanksgiving past…. some years we fed up to 80 guests. I was in my glory.

Tomorrow we will be a jolly 10 – with 4 more for dessert, and maybe a few strangers that I invite in off the beach.

I can’t help myself.

Thanksgiving is my favorite holiday of the year.

There are no gifts. No expectations or disappointments (except maybe the cranberries.)

It’s about friends and family and food – and being thankful for such blessings.

Here is our menu for 2012.

Beverages

Warm Apple Cider (rum optional)

Cranberry Cocktails

Soda, Wine, Beer, Water

Dinner

Roasted Turkey & Gravy

Coca Cola Ham

Mashed Golden Potatoes

Sausage Stuffing

Roasted Yams and Carrots with Honey Glaze

 Cauliflower

Green Bean Casserole

Baked Corn

Ambrosia

Cornbread

 Cranberries from a can

Dessert

Peanut Butter Balls

Tri-Colored Cookies

Pecan Pie Bars

Pumpkin Cheesecake with a Gingerbread Crust

Apple Crisp

Brownies & Blondies

Fruit

Vanilla Bean Ice Cream

Whipped Cream

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Tonight it’s pizza for dinner while I try to keep the kids (and the husband) out of the kitchen.

I promise they aren’t in there to help – just to steal samples.

May you be blessed this Thanksgiving!


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