Monday, May 28, 2012

Scenes From a Weekend // A Desert Score

As long as I've known Mike he's had a rotation of old cars circulating our driveways. Cars that either sit in an ugly, debunked state too long for mine (and the neighbor's) liking, or that I fall in love with instantly and then he sells (The Clark Cortez, the 78 red Jeep?) Either way, we've all learned not to become too attached to these scores because eventually, they all go. 

The reason I was so bitter about having to drive to Palm Springs on a Friday during rush hour traffic this weekend to see this bus he came across on Craig's List that he swore would be an easy flip. A 72' Volkswagen camper bus nestled inside a tiny, surreal little mid century retirement community only the deep outskirts of the desert would keep. To my surprise, it was love, and it was instant. Something about a sun bleached old bus rolling along the highway that brings us back to a certain nostalgia for all things we know, or think we know and love about a 1970's California day dream. Cool, and free wheeling. Which is just what it feels like riding in it! 

I can't say how long we will have this one, or what his ultimate plans are, but for now we sure are enjoying eating our lunches in a parked bus at our drive way, as well as taking short drives to the park. All I'm hoping this time around, is that it sticks around long enough to make it to some beach bonfires, Right where it belongs. 


Xx
J

Mad Men


So, last night's episode of Man Men left me completely speechless.  
Anybody?

*For those of you not watching, shame on you! Not only is it quite possibly one of the very best written shows that's ever been on TV, but the main man is the guy above. What's not to adore?) 

Last night it was the lingering hand kiss Don met Peggy's departure speech with, making me wonder if that 4 seconds was maybe the best scene I've yet to witness on Mad Men, ever. I mean, I could watch that again and again. What do you guys say? Up and till now, I was a bit skeptical of where the season was heading, but last night convinced me Matther Wiener is some kind of wicked genius. As if we didn't already know.

Thursday, May 24, 2012

About Bob, on his Birthday

I was very young when I feel in love with Bob Dylan. It was instant, whole hearted. Hit me like a ton of bricks and nearly knocked me to my feet. The same way I felt when I first heard Woody Guthrie sing This Land is You Land in the sun lit halls of Mrs. Farr's kindergarten quarters at Garettson Elementary. I knew it was the best music I would ever know. And to this day, I feel the same.  

By high school I was a full blown fanatic. I carried his picture in my folders, listened solely to his albums, wrote ragged old women from another era, who knew stuff kids my age didn't care to and which I valued - sent me secret codes for presale concert tickets or traded fuzzy, rare videos of the man himself, from another day, a different age. I read books, met his son! Memorized the shadowy recounts of his past inhabits, romances, inspirations, dreams, parents, and path. An endless desire to uncover the person behind those words, burning like a fiery stake wedged inside my hungry teenage heart. A feat I, nor anyone else I know of, ever truly succeeded in. 

While pregnant with Arlo, Mike - realizing the extent of my devotion - suggested we name the baby (who we knew from the start would be a boy) Dylan, which I dismissed immediately simply because, for me, it was the same as naming your first born Jesus. Didn't feel right. Despite the fact that I spent much of that pregnancy with hefty headphones stretched over my pregnant stomach, letting Desolation Row seep into that baby's newly forming consciousness. A luxury only the first pregnancy would know. With each baby came more chaos and less idle hours to sit and consider the one on it's way. To pick songs and imagine them as tiny poets themselves, waiting with these songs to keep them company until they were ready to bloom.


Today, being his birthday, we celebrate the songs in our house. Post pictures and write unexpected (confessional) posts about what an impact he's had on us and somehow, along the way, taught us the greatest lessons we know in life. Even if we can't possibly begin to explain how, or why.



Happy Birthday, Bob

Love,
J

Tuesday, May 22, 2012

The Wonder Years


It was the first kiss for both of us. We never really talked about it afterwards. But I think about the events of that day again and again and somehow I know that Winnie does too, whenever some blowhard starts talking about the anonymity of the suburbs or the mindlessness of the tv generation. Because we know that inside each one of those identical boxes, with it's dodge parked out front and it's white bread on the table and it's tv set glowing blue in the falling dusk, there were people with stories. There were families bound together in the pain and the struggle of love. There were moments that made us cry with laughter. And there were moments, like that one, of sorrow and wonder"


 - Kevin Arnold 







Thursday, May 17, 2012

Friday Book Report

Forever Young      >>>------------------> 
by Bob Dylan // Illustrations by Paul Rogers


One of my all time favorite Bob Dylan songs made it's way into a vibrant child's book that highlights all the great infamous Dylan traits and fables strewn by the very cool illustrations of Paul Rogers. This book is so cute I almost can't take it. I'm not sure the boys enjoy it quite as much as I do (yet) but figure the words of wisdom (which Dylan penned especially for his youngest son, Jacob, after he was born) might seep in and root themselves somewhere significant.

Here are the lyrics (just in case you aren't familiar)
It's great song. And a very neat book.


May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young
May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the lights surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young
May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
May your song always be sung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young

Tuesday, May 15, 2012

Kinship Blog




Wanted to share the sweet images of a Mother's Day post (which included an afternoon on the lawn in our teepee) over at Kinship blog this morning. A beautiful corner filled with love and light following the lives of three gorgeous little girls. It's a bright, happy place to drop by. So happy our teepee made it their way!

Thanks for sharing KK!


Monday, May 14, 2012

Scenes From a Weekend // Mother's Day





Coffee & bagels with the boys, a long afternoon nap, a clean house, new chairs, an evening trip to the beach for a windy picnic of turkey sandwiches and fresh lemonade, a drive down the coast which found us (unexpectedly) at friend's house, where songs about dogs made us smile and corner hammocks felt like summer.

It was an overall nice, and relaxing Mother's Day. A sharp contrast to the day before, where everything we had "planned" on fell to pieces due to the unexpected: traffic, flat tires, Mike working overtime, late starts, cranky boys, ect. It was full of stress and anxiety over trying to make it all happen, so Sunday was a perfect end to a very full, faced paced weekend.



Hope you all had a great day full of love and rest.
Happy Mother's Day!
xx
J






Thursday, May 10, 2012

House Habits // A Few Favorites


1. Mini accordion coat rack - which, in all honesty is quite a little mess (loose pegs, uneven shape,   sagging center, ect.) But still a lovely addition to our room. I like these so much I could have them at every corner, in every room. Etsy

2. Kilim pillow via a great sale on Etsy

3. Wire hung Staghorn (that we've yet to actually hang) via Home Depot

4. Handmade friendship bracelets via best friends.

Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Spring Sing


Arlo's Spring concert was last week and I am here to tell you that there is absolutely nothing cuter than a stage full of toothless kindergartners signing their pitchy hearts out to sweet Spring tunes supported by a handheld boom box, and awkward sign language to accompany the words they worked so hard to memorize. Seriously, I was so impressed and quite literally moved to tears - Especially by the retelling of the Very Hungry Caterpillar, which they carried off without a hitch. To top it off, we also received Mother's & Father's day gifts with little notes attached telling us all the things they admire and cherish about us as parents. Judging from just a couple of Arlo's sentiments: he thinks I look prettiest when I take him to the movies, and that his favorite thing to help his dad do is make teepees, and play baseball.

He is such a good boy and an excellent student as well. Aside from getting perfect report cards and making so many new friends, we are most proud of how enthusiastic he is at school in general. Hopefully a trait that will carry on into next year, and all those there after.

xx
J



Thursday, May 3, 2012

Dollar Deals

1. Yellow Kettle: Thrifted // Goodwill
2. Pear Notebook: Michael's Dollar Bin
3. Striped Ball of Yarn for Gift Wrap // Michael's
4. Perfectly Floppy Straw Sun Hat (breaking the rules: 2.50! but HAD to share anyway) // Target
5. Used Book // Local Library Used Book Section
6: Little Tiger Face Mask// Target Dollar Bin