Got Spinach?

Because my family does. I decided that a great adventure lay before me when I considered the following question: What on earth do you do with over nine pounds of fresh spinach?

Enter the following opportunity: Mom and Dad are out of town and Celeste is in charge of making dinner for the next several days.

Immediate web-check of foodnetwork.com/recipes. Plan menu. Shop.

Stay tuned for what we made...and what actually worked.

Reason for the teardrops on my guitar...

OH wait. I don't actually own a guitar.

How about reason for the Mellow in my cello?

Melinda and Dan leave today.

Watch out. I'm the oldest kid at home.

This is MY niece

My Week End

It was a beautiful week, but it was kind of nice to see it END. After a summer of work and prep, here's a "smidge" of what happened.

Some red-headeds were wedded

I saw all of my sisters, including amazing new mom, Jenny

Jenny and THREE DAY OLD niece lily

I learned how to make a cake...and who ever came up with the phrase "easy as cake" has obviously never done a wedding. Thanks for the help, Mom!

I spent time with this sharp man in a yellow tie

I met the wonderful Teicherts. They are simply a delight!

I had some great hiking pictures, but I couldn't get them to load. We went to Bear's Den today before seeing those Teicherts off.

What was your week like?

If you know me...

Then listen to Christmas Music tomorrow.

I hope you enjoy this video-- I admit, like the song...I stopped watching about 2/3 through. This was the first 80s song I knew all the words to. I think any child could learn this one.

Ima Sorely Tempted

Being back East is wonderful--yet in the last week, I have been contemplating changing my sleeping arrangement to include something along the lines of this baby's sweet set-up. Here's why: the bugs are out.
It tends to get a little warm at night up in Sarah's old room, despite relative A.C. and fan, so I often sleep with my feet uncovered. This morning I woke up with itchy ankles. Nothing too new, as VA is home to many misquito fiends. Well, apparently Sarah's room is host to at least one of these vampiric insects; I have no less than six bites under my right ankle... tic tac toe, all in a row.
It reminds me of the summer I came home from girls' camp with 43 bug bites on my legs. That was my first year, when I was 12, foolish, and forgot my bug spray.

Looks like more blueberries are in order for my daily diet. Until then, it's hard to resist itching. I don't even realize I am doing it half the time. It makes me wonder how parents ever get their kids through Chicken Pox.

Tongue-tied

When: Today. About three minutes ago.
Where: Kitchen counter.
Who: Sarah and I, chatting over some cold, freshly-cubed watermelon.
What: Best conversation of the afternoon.

Sarah: So I was just talking to Michelle. She said that she just picked up Isaa-- I mean Nath-- I mean. Greg! Yeah, she just picked up Greg's tongue ring. Wait. What's that called?

Me: Tunsten?

Sarah, blushing. Um....yeah. That ring thing. Anways, she sounded really happy, and....

(ensuing giggles)

I think Sarah's mind is still on vacation in Williamsburg.

What do they think, I wonder?