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Today: The old and the new… bookshelves.

I love my books nearly as much as I love reading.  Which is a lot.  When I came home from Minneapolis to find that Nick had ventured to IKEA alone and built a home for the entire rainbow of them, I was quite the happy girl and got right down to business.

You may remember our built-in bookshelves from our first place.

The old

After they spent a few weeks cooped up in moving boxes, I was happy to liberate Charles Dickens and Martha Stewart and Hilary Thayer Hamann.

The new

We’ve still got a few more boxes to unpack, but I may just curl up and read instead.

Also On Tap for Today:

  • Wait… it’s not Friday?…
  • Love this: Super Mario bento boxes from The Kitchn
  • Going a little nuts with the washi tape

Read anything good lately?

Today: Napping and comfort food.

[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false]Days like today were made for napping.

Clark and his two besties have the right idea.

Unfortunately, days like today are also made for 12 and a half hours spent at the office and in meetings, where napping is generally frowned upon.   Fortunately, eating good comfort food is nearly always acceptable.  I’ll likely spend much of today day-dreaming about warm, flaky, gooey food.

Get out of here, pumpkin.

This weekend we celebrated my lovely mother’s birthday a few days early with a nice family dinner at home.  My brother and sister-in-law brought oysters and grilled steaks with an herb gremolata straight from my dad’s garden (…the herbs, that is.  I think the oysters came from the ocean, and the steaks from, like, a cow).  My sister made an incredible corn and tomato salad, the perfect way to wind down the summer.

I hear they're delicious. I'll stick to the lemons, though.

My younger brother and I were responsible for appetizers and desserts.  He was especially helpful when I had no where to toss an aggressively burning match, after lighting a few candles on the cheesecake sampler.  A sensible person would have simply blown it out, instead of panicking and possibly blacking out.  It’s only a match, lady.

I can't take pictures like this in the city.

Our little appetizer was much less dramatic.  I broke out my Fillo Factory organic pastry shells (swag from The Healthy Living Summit) and with just the teeniest bit of creativity, came up with the perfect comfort food: warm, bite-sized, creamy, with a bit of kick.

The shells come pre-baked, so it was as easy as choosing a filling, and popping them in the oven at 350 degrees for a few minutes to heat through.  I topped a dollop of raspberry habanero sauce with a tiny wedge of brie and a sprinkle of freshly cracked pepper.  The only thing better than delicious comfort food, is easy and delicious comfort food.  Especially when you get to share it with the people you love the most.

A very happy birthday (plus 2 days) to my mom!

Also On Tap for Today:

  • Breaking out my submarine yellow Wellies 🙂
  • Looking forward to scoping out some fall foliage this weekend
  • Time to start making plans for marathon weekend!

What’s your favorite comfort food?

Today: May I cut in?

[tweetmeme source=”elizabethev” only_single=false]After a semi-soul searching run on Saturday morning, I dug through my drawers for my crappiest outfit.  I showered, threw on a hoodie and hit the Mass Pike. Somewhere around Framingham, I hit the most wild thunderstorms I’ve seen in a while. I drove 20 miles an hour, with white knuckles, unsure of what would happen when I got to where I was going.

After two u-turns and a few accidental drive-bys, I arrived at my destination: an unfinished house in one of Worcester’s toughest neighborhoods.  After a quick lesson on “cutting in,” I dragged a ladder to a corner of the dining room, and got to work. From my perch atop the ladder, next to a big window overlooking the porch, I witnessed a game of neighborhood tag, scooter races, and an especially aggressive round of cops and “bad guys.”

I'm the non-boy.

After I finished one section of the dining room, I’d climb down, drag my ladder over a few feet and get back to work. Everything that had been stressing me out earlier in the day, and in the preceding week, seemed to melt away in that small bucket of beige, eggshell paint. As I dug into the crevices of the textured wall, the site manager Chris’ words echoed in my mind.

“No place is too small, too dark, too dirty. No place is unworthy of your attention. This is where a child will live.”

As we finished up and I headed for my car, the sun came out.  There’s no place like home.

Also On Tap for Today:

What was the highlight of your weekend?

Today: Ring the bell.

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This weekend I found myself goin’ to the chapel, because my brother’s getting ma-a-a-ried.  And because his future wife is so great, we needed to celebrate her at least one more time before their big day.

My mom hosted a little shower at this adorable former chapel on the edge of Foxborough State Forest.  I immediately spied a thick, braided rope leading up to a little hole in the ceiling.  I know a Quasimoto moment when I see it.  We waited until most of the guests left before going to town.  It was amazing.  The shower was absolutely lovely, too.

Ring the alarm, make Beyonce proud!

Hi, sister.

We went back to my parents’ house for a little while and did what any Irish American family might on a sunny Saturday afternoon.  We harvested potatoes.  Gross stereotyping aside, we really did harvest potatoes.  I felt like I was getting in touch with my roots, but what I thought was a potato root, was actually a slug.  I hesitated but a minute before digging back into the pile of Earth for more.  Is there anything more marvelous?  My dad has quite the green thumb.


Ahhh! Real, live, homegrown potatoes!

Purple potatoes!

This potato has eyes (and a maniacal grin). Throw it in the compost.

I love life in the city, but I also love being able to escape every now and then to spend time with my family.  You know, to ring bells and harvest potatoes  and sit in lawn hampers with them.

Also On Tap for Today:

  • My TNT teammate Tina is hosting a blogger bake sale at Carrots N Cake today.  I’ve got a loaf of rosemary bread up for bid. 🙂
  • Don’t forget to vote in today’s primary!
  • My Peapod delivery is over an hour late… more playtime with Clark!

What do you love best about your hometown?

Today: Count my blessings.

Q: If the Pilgrims were alive today, what would they be most famous for?

A: Their age.  Muhaha.

In 1621, the Pilgrims sat down to dine with their Native American comrades at the First Thanksgiving.  They wore strange hats and brought all kinds of European diseases.  Tomorrow, my family will sit down to dine at the 388th Thanksgiving.  We’re old enough that we’ve stopped making paper pilgrim hats, and hopefully no one will bring the H1N1.  But who knows.  I’m bringing a dog and a cake:

Putting my new cake decorating kit to good use!

My blessings are too many to count (and we know math is not my strong suit), so that post title was a bit of lie.  Still, I am thankful for my family and always look forward to spending time together.  My parents are the best.  I am thankful for Nick.  I am thankful for my health, our home, each meal I nearly burn, and every day we get to work and play.  I am thankful for my patient and cooperative co-worker and for everyone else who make my life funnier, easier, happier and generally… better.  I am thankful for always having something to read.  I am thankful for the CVS on W. Broadway, for selling me a Snuggie for Pets for $9.99.  Now if only Clark would embrace being enveloped in blue felt.

Also On Tap for Today:

What are you most thankful for?  And what are your plans for the holiday?