Tuesday, February 28, 2012

Love Language.









Food is most certainly a love language of mine. I like to feed people. I love a good dinner. I like preparing and offering really good flavorful food. I really like to feed my husband. Yesterday was windy and overcast. I put on some Ella Fitzgerald (ma fav) and started pounding the garlic. A short time later the house smelled like olde world Italy, like stepping back with the Italian grandmothers that passed along the good sauce recipes. It's all, and I mean, allll about the sauce, isn't it? That sauce was like a warm blanket wrapped around my shoulders. My boys were playing at my feet, and Graycen was taking samples of sauce off the wooden spoon as I asked her, "What else does it need?" I hope my children have fun here. I hope they remember the feel and smell of home cooking. I hope they receive the over flow of love when a hard working husband walks through the door at the end of the day and dips his wife for a kiss, among the aroma of good food. This folks, this, is love communicating. 

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

Pictures Of Gray.

We've been living in our house for months now, so i've been taking some time recently trying to decided where i want pictures hung and which ones. I've been looking through so many that i have taken over the years, and i have been having the most fun looking back through all the ones i have of Graycen. She is the most amazing person to photograph. Part of me wants to tear up looking at these, and another part of me wants to burst with joy. I love this little girl, deep and wide. 


here are some of my favorites:)






(little Eddie, Grey Gardens party)


















(Audrey Hepburn, Breakfast At Tiffany's.)



Monday, February 20, 2012

The New York Botanical Gardens.

























on Saturday we met our friends at The New York Botanical Gardens. I read on-line that they were having a tropics exhibit and I knew that would help beat my winter blues. I've been really, REALLY missing Florida lately. I miss the people in Florida too. And i miss the people that are no longer in Florida but always in my heart. i stood among the palm trees, in the middle of NYC and felt  a bit of my grandmother. it reminded me so much of her backyard. it did the trick, and i was literally bouncing out of there. we had so much fun and love the time we got to spend with our friends as a family. 
 
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