sticks and scones

"ahh scones, sounds like dirt...tastes like stones." cleverly declared by my husband for as long as i have known him. i quite like scones...even the stone variety. but he's a bit harder to convince...that is until today...by-golly i think i've changed his mind! we made the most delicious stones...i mean scones... just in time for tea! we slapped on some raspberry preserves made over the weekend and what a most delicious treat!

oscar again.

as it turns out...

oscar is 3.
i'm sure you were wondering and wondering all day...
and as i suspected we didn't make up our minds until 3 candles were poked into the cake. it is true what they say...everything just looks better in threes.
the lemon poppyseed cake was enjoyed by all...especially by hugh's tongue.
happy birthday you funny old sock puppet!

oscar

meet oscar...the sock puppet.
oscar is the newest addition to our family. actually, i made him quite some time ago and was rather disappointed when hugh wasn't IMMEDIATELY taken with him. but since the passing of our dear pup, oscar has stepped in as...well, i guess one could say...our family pet. he speaks in an english accent {because i will take any opportunity to practice my accents}...sometimes he talks too loudly and sometimes he {accidentally} spits when he talks...but mostly he is hilarious {thank you very much} and brings joy and friendship to hugh. oscar is a great companion for picnics, sing-a-longs and bike rides. but he's not so great when it comes to playing in the sandbox, eating ice cream and sipping tea. {although being english it does seem he might be good at the latter}
anyway, as it happens oscar is having a birthday tomorrow. he is turning 3...no wait 4...no definitely 3. i'm sure his age will be finalized when the candles go on the cake!

the week has been....

a blur...
because it takes days and days to get hugh to fall asleep every night...i've missed a few posts this week. and there's actually quite a bit to report...a new douglas reads...a party for worsley and a new project in the works.
i'll catch up later.

i scream.

ice cream every friday night.
with a lingering scent of sweet vanilla on a sticky chin greeting me every saturday morning...
a new tradition.

before and after

Neat and tidy are not the first words that come to mind when describing me--probably not the second or third or anywhere on the list for that matter. However, I LOVE to organize--love it--One certainly wouldn't know it to look at me, but nothing makes me happier than sorting through something like the above mess (please see Feb 27 post) and turning it into something a little less stress inducing.

In this same room I have what I like to call, my personal make work project. Seemingly unrelated items are collected and thrown into a closet over a period of few months, then when it becomes just simply unbearable, I tear it apart and rebuild it--categorizing, sorting--an afternoon of sheer bliss and supreme satisfaction once finished. Unfortunately, I don't really like to let anyone else (like my husband) go into this organized space as I am the only one who knows how it is all put together and heaven help the person (my husband) who rips it all apart trying to find his only decent pair of shoes.....a little bit crazy, I will admit and coming from a messy person like myself--even crazier.

note--there will be no photo posted of this closet as even though it IS most definitely organized, to the casual observer it might not appear this way and therefore best if just left to the imagination

Things we love

A couple of birthdays have come and gone--these being mine and my fabulous Mr. M's. One of the loveliest presents we received was this beautiful book that Albert created using her gorgeous photos and the words of Sandol Stoddard Warburg. A new family heirloom indeed!

Thank-you, thank-you Albert!

xo worsley