Month: August 2013

blackberry lemon coffee cake (and my first ferry ride)

I’m writing this recipe out for you while aboard a ferry, which is a first for me (though I won’t actually be able to publish until later because I have no wifi).  I’ve never actually driven my car onto a ferry before and I must say, this is the way to travel.    It is beautiful and really calm, plus you don’t have to sit by sweaty people, snoring people, or loud cell phone people.   Here’s an “I’m on my first ferry ride” shot. Also, a few snaps during the ride.  By the way, I used my dear friend’s camera (thanks, Marisa!) which happens to be a Canon.  My camera is a Nikon.  Read below to see why I might have felt a little weird carrying a Nikon camera around.  Anyway, it is always fun trying a new camera out. I’m headed to Long Island from Connecticut for my first trip at my not-so-new-anymore job as an invited media guest at Canon HQ.  I’m quite excited, I must say.  I’d be more excited if …

Ten on Ten August 2013

The 10th of the month hasn’t been cooperative the last few months, so what a joy when the 10th of August happened to fall on a day when Anderson and I decided to hop in the car to meet Grammy and Papa in Ogunquit, ME.  Ogunquit has so many good memories for us.  The first real “weekend away” for Chris and I happened to be in Ogunquit eight years ago.  It is a beautiful place with the Marginal Way walk and Perkins Cove and the BEST coffee shop on the planet.  Where else on earth can you have a really great cup of coffee while sitting on the beach? So, here is our little day in Ogunquit on the 10th of August. For more information about Ten on Ten, visit my inaugural Ten on Ten post or the creator of Ten on Ten, Rebekah Gough. It was a good day. Related articles Traveling to Ogunquit, Maine ( The Leaning Tree in Ogunquit, Maine (


How is it possible that this little being… now says stuff?  Like, real words?  When did he go from baby to little boy? I’m siiicckkk.  Bleh.  I have a terrible summer cold and battled a wretched fever last night that had me wishing for death.  I’ve been cranky and unbearable.  My poor husband hid from me yesterday.  I couldn’t even stand myself.  Then, today, my baby boy kept yelling for bubbles, which pulled me out of my misery.  Not just bubbo.  He accentuated the s at the end.  Let me tell you, I blew as many bubbleS as I could. Here is a self-indulgent post for you:  a list of the words that are coming out of his little teething mouth everyday–because I don’t want to forget this stage of complete wonder.  We can see his wheels turning constantly as he tries something new and as he figures things out.  He is a daring one, this child, and oh so curious.  He doesn’t understand what embarrassment is yet.  He shamelessly gets excited when he is …