savor

red and i ate our way through a long weekend--a weekend that was just the two of us. and a lot of food.

i'm sick about it....now. a little late, i know.

it was a lot of eating. it was all good. very good. scrummy good.

we had sushi and aglio e aioli, general tso's chicken, veggie pizza and bread pudding. not all at once. that would have been ridiculous.

the aglio e aioli at the french laundry was a.ma.zing. it's an italian spaghetti with olive oil, garlic, italian sausage, capers, white wine, tomatoes, and spinach. it's not your average red sauce spaghetti, it definitely has a mediterranean flavor. (my grandma always described spaghetti as *italian*--that still makes me smile whenever i hear or see that)

it was a plate of salty and savory, comfort and freshness.

so, i still have to cook for the rest of my gang tonight but, this momma? this momma is done.....like dinner.


love and light and a small salad
deborah

p.s. this is the french laundry in fenton, michigan--not the one in napa. i did not bring my laundry (not even one of fourteen loads) nor did we eat anything french.

lost and found week end

the week ends.

the weekend,

those precious two days sandwiched between the scheduled week.

it was a hard week. nothing catastrophic. but some significant losses.

those stories aren't mine to tell. but, they sting just the same.

my folks wanted to have the boys with them this weekend--leaving big red and i with a completely open two days.

letting the days unfold as they do. allowing us to loose ourselves in conversations and detours--

we spent some time watching movies,



wandering downtown ann arbor,


eating murgh hyderbadi and murgh makhani at our favorite indian restaurant,

perusing bookstores,

talking for hours and hours over french pressed coffee and fresh bagels





and just doing the things you do when you find yourself open for the opportunities.


love and light and found treasures
deborah

it's the little things.....

i did nothing constructive on saturday.

nothing.

i watched many, many hours of the tragedy in japan. and my heart broke.

yours too?

on sunday, i made those scones again.

i took a long shower and had yummy coffee.

red and i had a sunday afternoon date--sleeping around town.

and yes, i did tell red he looked like he was posing for a coffin. ew.

i might have fallen deeply in love with a $10,000 mattress.

i 'm wondering what else that $10,000 mattress does? i bet red does too. we didn't buy it. we have more beds to jump on before deciding.

so i asked red after dinner if he'd drop me off at the furniture store for the night. i would guess i'd sleep like a baby. but, instead i slept in our regular bed. the bed i call my shallow grave--the springs, now depressed like a shallow hole.

and then i turned on the television and thought about how so many people would give anything to sleep on my regular bed with loved ones nearby, the option of a long shower, hot coffee and fresh scones. it's the little things....and it's everything.


love and light and peaceful sleep
deborah

i should get an award....for my awesome-ness or something

so the airborne has spent the last few days chasing the germs pulsing through my body. it is hard to catch up. i believe the key to airborne, is to take it the moment before you begin to think that maybe you might, by chance be coming down with the gunk. there is where i made my mistake.

by friday, i was dying. and dramatic. i'm not a good sick person. my poor poor family. saturday was a little better, but by sunday my lack of sleep coupled with constant coughing? a little annoying some might say.

let me share with you our sunday.

so sunday we all get up and get ready to drive 30 minutes to r's baseball scrimmage at the sport's complex--the giant-long-halled sport's complex--so awesome that the scrimmage was cancelled for a regular practice at the old high school, that is but one minute away, where the rest of the team was tossing the ball around. awesome. i didn't even complain, but told r that i was sorry that both of his parents checked the wrong e-mail.
(r with his *oscar* in chicago's museum of art)

r had free mcdonald's coupons so i allowed the boys to use them without complaining about the lack of nutritional value in mcdonald's *food*.

big red and i went on an afternoon date that also included a trip to homegoods and the grocery store. he didn't even hold my germy hand. he mostly followed me around like a really good kid.

then big red and i watched the oscars. because we only saw one movie up for any award. and that was toy story 3. awesome.
(big red and woody at chicago's lego store)

i like movies, red likes movies--we like, don't go to the movies. we go to homegoods and the grocery store. and the baseball practice and places we don't need to be. awesome. i'd like my award now, i feel a speech bubbling up inside me. the king's speech. who should i thank for my awesome-ness?



awesome love and light
deborah larson king