A Story About Love

September 30, 2011

Happy Friday friends! To kick off the weekend, I thought I'd talk about LOVE.

Epic love stories are the best. I prefer ones with wonderfully happy endings, I just can't help myself. The above photo is of my grandparents on my father's side - Eugene and Doy Weber. Aren't they the sweetest? (Sidenote: check out grandpa's snappy suit and glasses - geek chic, I'm telling you...)

While Matthew rediscovered Mr. Foxy in our excavation of the basement, I reopened a box of Polaroids and came across this gem. I love how grandpa has his arm wrapped around grandma and how they are so visibly in love. It makes me think about what Matthew and I will look like decades into our marriage, and what we'll have experienced at that point. Kids. Jobs. Travel. Homes. Love. We just celebrated our 4th wedding anniversary and I know I'm going to sound like a naive kid - but it feels like forever! 8 years into knowing my guy and I couldn't be happier.

Matthew and I met our freshman year at college. Westmont is a tiny liberal arts college in Santa Barbara so small that you are guaranteed to meet every person in your graduating class - if not the whole school. Still, I remember the day I officially met Matthew Roy at a dorm BBQ. He was playing hacky sack. He wore Harry Potter glasses. He was a music geek. I was in love.

We talked for hours, went on endless adventures, and became best friends. We graduated from college. He proposed on top of a mountain in the Eastern Sierras and I said yes. We got married at the Dana Powers House in July with our family and friends and danced all night. And I'm sure I ate something, but I can't remember what. We cut the wedding peach and loganberry cobbler - and that was good. 

The last four years have been so full - we've moved multiple times, I lost my dad, we both started our own businesses, added a black lab pup to the family, traveled across the globe, made new friends and changed a great deal.

And although we don't quite have the epic love story just yet, I am in love with my best friend who continues to love, support, bestow grace, and make me laugh like no one else in the world. It is a story that I love to remember, and tell.

Check back tomorrow for an October Desktop freebie download - can you believe it's the last day of September?! Hellllllllo Fall. :)

Growing Up

September 27, 2011

In our recent purging extravaganza, we came upon one of Matthew's boxes of childhood treasures and unearthed this little guy: Mr. Foxy. Matthew loved this puppet when he was little. There are sweet pictures of his parents playing with the boys with Mr. Foxy, and we've decided to hold on to it - at least until we have little ones of our own.

When asked about his favorite Mr. Foxy memory, Matthew excitedly relayed this little gem:  

Mom, Nathan and I were on a train trip up to Klammath Falls to visit Aunt Louise. Of course, I had Mr. Foxy. The whole way there I story-boarded The Adventures of Mr. Foxy and Bunny - it was an action packed adventure where they rode horses during medieval times and stormed castles. It was awesome. I was six.

I was inspired to dig out my box of childhood treasures (well, boxes really) and reminisce about the late 80's/early 90's too. It was great - childhood books, games, pictures of my favorite outfits (too horrifying to even describe) and general memorabilia.

In a similar vein, a fellow Westmont grad started a fabulous site/show for folks our age called All Groan Up.  He has interesting articles about how our generation is growing up...the good things, the bad things, the hilarious things. (I can't wait to get his book - check him out!)

Anyway, I'm always transported back to the days of Alex Mack, slap bracelets, knee socks, and Salute Your Shorts whenever I read his posts on our generation's favorite childhood things. Some personal favorites...

  • Hair Wraps
  • Klutz Face Painting Books
  • Oregon Trail, and the lesser known but still amazing Amazon Trail
  • Skip-It
  • SEGA
  • Pepsi Points 
  • Nickelodeon 

More flashback magic: Paul has a hilarious rundown of the best commercials from our growing up...doesn't it bring you back? Bubble Tape!?

What were your favorites?

a city by the sea

September 26, 2011


Another First Day

September 20, 2011
Early morning tea and office supplies.
Numi can sense the excitement..therefore the stuffing if two toys into the mouth is entirely acceptable.
One can't wait to go back - one has been dreading this moment all summer.
Last year of Masters degree! 
We're celebrating by applying to new schools for his PhD work and going out for sushi. 
Can't wait for the next adventure...

Farmer's Market | Bruschetta Brunch

September 17, 2011

Serves 2, or a very hungry 1

3 Heirloom Tomatoes (of varying colors)
1/2 small bunch of Basil
Extra Virgin Olive Oil
Good Quality Balsamic Vinegar
1 clove of Garlic, grated using a Micro-plane
2 slices Bread - I used a fresh loaf of Pain au Levain from the market
2 organic eggs

1. Chop tomatoes, mince basil. Place in bowl and add olive oil and vinegar to taste (I use approximately 1.5 tablespoons of oil and 2 of vinegar. This is just personal preference. Adjust as needed!) Grate clove of garlic into bowl using a micro-plane grater. Mix well.

2.  Cut 2 slices of bread from loaf, brush with olive oil and toast in oven until nicely browned. I just crank it up to broil and watch it carefully. 

3. Fry up eggs in skillet. I love a good runny yolk, so mine only cook for a few minutes at most. 

4. Assemble breakfast: layer egg on top of toast, spoon on bruschetta and season with salt and pepper if you please.