Until Next Time. xoxo
Until Next Time. xoxo
Happy Monday! I hope you all had a fantastic weekend. We got to spend a lot of time together as a family, which is always my favorite.
Friday night I hosted Mommy Happy Hour. Every month or so during the school year a few of us moms take turns hosting a happy hour where the kiddos run around and play while the mommies sip vino and catch up. It’s glorious, especially when you hit that sweet spot where all of the kiddos get along, and you don’t spend the entire time stopping them from beating each other to a pulp.
Saturday was my niece’s birthday party:
and then we played tourist around Old Town San Diego (one of my favorite spots) and met up with some friends for dinner.
And of course, in this house Sunday is for football and brunch no matter how many times the Chargers break our hearts.
Did you do anything fun this weekend?
I wanted to share with you something that’s been on my mind. On Friday took a yoga class. It was a restorative yoga class that focused on stretching and meditation. The instructor led us through a thoughtfulness exercise that I wanted to share with you because it really hit home with me and I can’t stop thinking about it.
She first asked us: “What do you believe in?” and a few minutes later followed it up by asking “What do you have faith in?”
Lying, eyes closed on the mat wracking my brain, I had a very hard time coming up with any sort of answer. I’ve never been a very spiritual person but c’mon! I had nothing! Even as I write this I cannot come up with a solid set of beliefs or faith in something.
I very rarely take the time to stop and be mindful of my life, the past, my experiences. I tend to just keep pushing through, some days just trying to keep my head above water.
A a lot of things have changed in my life over the past 2 years and lately, I think I have been a bit emotionally paralyzed by all of it. I don’t tend to take the time to process the hows or why’s in life. I just go go go. As we wind down on 2016 my goal is to be more mindful of why things came together or undone as they have. What brought me to where I am right now, and why? What do I believe and have faith in? Am I where I need to be?
Maybe I should first look in the mirror and ask if I have enough faith in me?
So I ask you friends: What do you believe in? What do you have faith in?
Until next time. xoxo
It is definitely safe to say that we did not starve in San Francisco. Most times when we travel we pretty much wing it when it comes to food. San Francisco though is a city filled with an incredible culinary scene so it is definitely worth doing a little homework before you head there. our first night we walked to Belden Place, an adorable alley way that is closed off to cars and tables and chairs are set up in the street. We ate at Cafe Tiramisu. It was probably one of the best meals of the trip.
The next morning we had brunch at Cafe Le Presse which had come highly recommended but honestly, it was just meh.
We continued on with our food marathon at an awesome Italian restaurant Original Joe’s in North Beach. It was everything from the dim lighting to the red booths. I need to recreate the chopped salad and artichoke dip. The menu isn’t huge but everything we ate was perfect.
That evening, we were exhausted and had promised our spoiled kiddos we could have room service. Also, as a nice bonus our hotel, an Omni brought the kiddos milk and cookies every night. We also had room service for breakfast the next morning.
Now if you know anything about San Francisco, you would know about their amazing Chinatown. We LOVE Chinatown, and here is a small sampling of the dim sum we ate. I will be dedicating an entire blog post focus on Chinatown later this week!
After out trip to Alcatraz we stopped at Pier 39 and made a rookie mistake. Instead of waiting in line at Boudin we were so hangry we ate at a knock off version and it was not very good at all. The red chowder was awful, and I am still kicking myself. Luckily to make up for that lapse in judgement we walked to Ghiradelli Square and make quick work of these two ice cream sundaes. They were out of this world, and worth every single calorie.
Our last meal out was kind of a disappointment. We had spent the morning at the Ferry Building before our flight and ate at MarketBar. The service was NOT good, and the food was definitely nothing to write home about, especially for the price!
Well folks, there’s a look at our gluttony in San Francisco. Did we miss any must eats?
Until next time,
This is such a double edged sword. On the one hand who doesn’t want to sleep in an extra hour on the weekends? Make dinner? Or God forbid shower in peace? On the flip side these electronics turn my otherwise adorable children into venom spewing trolls.
In our house during school time we have pretty strict electronic rules. No devices Monday-Friday, except for TV while I make dinner or am trying to get dressed. On the weekends we allow 1 hour of iPad and 1 hour of Xbox time a day (which lets be honest, never happens). I’ve starting using the kitchen timer to monitor their useage though.
And this weekend was ROUGH! I mean, I love my kids. They are my world. My everything. That said some times they make me mental. We had a pretty low key weekend with a lot of time at home. My husband and I didn’t feel well so keeping the kids happy and entertained was exhausting. This was the perfect weekend to throw the ipads and Xbox at them. But they get so mean, and as of this morning, the ipads and xbox controls are hidden, aaaaaand it is board game city until further notice.
The other issue is they are off all next week for Thanksgiving break, and I have work to do and Thanksgiving for 30 to prepare for, so who is really being punished here. I hate to say that but it’s true.
Even on our recent vacation to San Francisco, my youngest wanted nothing but to sit in the hotel room and play on his iPad. Then again, when you are trying to enjoy a meal, and the kids are finished, it is so easy to slip them your phone while you get a moment to enjoy your food.
I know I am not the only mom out there who deals with this. The real question is at what point do you risk your sanity to teach them a lesson? Or when is it ok to let them turn their brains to mush on the Xbox?
Ugh. Our kids live pretty scheduled lives with soccer, karate, baseball, or swim after school, and they definitely need down time. The thing is they get so cranky when they have too much screen time.
What are your best tips for eliminating/ managing screen time with the kiddos?
Until next time,
Hey friends! How are you? I hope you had a wonderful weekend. Ours was low key and fun. We had a cousin’s birthday party on Saturday, followed by some epic ramen for dinner.
On Sunday the hubs and I got in a little brunch/ kayaking date along the bay while my bestie Camille watched the boys.
As you may notice I have made some changes to this little blog. I wanted to share with you why.
While I love talking about my struggles as a fatty, and everyone’s feedback has been so amazing and positive, I have found the experience personally quite difficult. I feel that i’m
focused obsessed with my weight and getting in shape and putting way too much pressure on myself. In my experience when I am trying to lose weight, the more I talk and obsess about it, the less I actually make better choices but instead rationalize that I “deserve” this cheat meal day week. It becomes a whole issue of what I can’t eat instead of making healthier decisions. So I am going to continue on my diet and fitness journey but keep those successes and failures a little closer to the vest.
Secondly, there is SO much I want to share with you and I felt that focusing solely on diet kept me from unleashing all of my true greatness 🙂 For those of you who know me personally, you know what a large part entertaining, cooking, and family play in my life. I want to incorporate these parts of my life to into the blog as well, and I look forward to sharing my passions with you!
Stay tuned for lots of exciting things to come!
Until next time,
Howdy! I hope you had a fabulous weekend!
We went electronic free Saturday and Sunday in an effort to turn our little trolls back into little boys. No TV, Ipads, or Xbox. It was a loooong weekend but it felt amazing to spend so much quality time with the kiddos. Here they are Sunday helping with a neighborhood lemonade stand.
Like I mentioned last week, I have been a bit stuck in my life.
I have been doing a lot of thinking these past few weeks. I have had some amazing support from my friends, family, and those of you who have been kind enough to read my little blog.
That being said. I’ve realized that I basically need to chill the fuck out.
It is time to slow down, prioritize, and start to truly enjoy this beautiful life of mine, instead obsessing about what is next.
#1, Above all things, I need to be more present with my boys and my husband. I want to learn to enjoy our time together more. I need to stop going through the motions, show more patience, and be a kinder human in general.
And for ME, I will finally take the time to nurture some passions that I have let go of these past few years.
I was a terrible student in high school. I attended a very prestigious, and competitive high school, a setting I do not thrive in. As a result, I was a huge, insecure asshole.
When I went to college, and the onus was on me whether or not I attended class, and everyone was there because they wanted to be, I thrived. In fact I graduated college as an honor student. College also ignited in me a passion for writing. Last week I bit the bullet and enrolled in a 6 week creative writing course, and I am SO excited!!!
Secondly, I love to cook. Believe it or not I love to cook more than I love to eat. (hard to believe, I know).
I remember being a little girl and just following my grandmother around the kitchen. I even dabbled in culinary school for about a year.
But lately I seem to have lost my love for cooking. I really feel it is something I need to explore further as to why, and my hope is that my passion for cooking is re ignited. To get the ball rolling I went to Bed, Bath, and Friggin Beyond on Saturday and bought a few fun gadgets. I also spent a few hours over the weekend “freshening up” the kitchen.
I am excited to see what these next few weeks bring for me, and I am going to just keep foraging ahead because that’s what moms do.
I think these two goals are lofty enough so I will stop there.
Are there any passions you have let fall to the waist side that you would like to re ignite?
Until next time,
Here we are! Another Monday, another crazy weekend behind us.
Saturday morning I hit up a spin class at the gym, and then we had my nephew Nathan’s first birthday party at a park. It was everything a kid’s party should be. Bouncy house, pizza, pinata, pony rides, and a cake from Von’s. I don’t know what the Von’s bakery fairies do, but that shiz is so good!
Speaking of cake, look at this magical creation from Crafted Baked Goods. Unbelievable!
We had another celebration Saturday night and I brought this beauty as a hostess gift.
The party was on the rooftop of our friend’s condo in La Jolla. The view was stunning, and the company was even better.
I was flying solo because Jeremy had poker night. If only Wyatt would look at the camera.
And of course Sunday was Father’s Day.
I am not a very good at articulating my feelings to people. I take that back. If you’re an asshole, I have no problem saying so.
I have a hard time verbalizing positive feelings towards people, especially when it comes to how much I care about my loved ones. I am not good at getting all mushy and lovey dovey with my words, but I try to show my love as much as possible. I have a tendency to give love through gestures like cooking, or helping out when extra hands are needed. Not to mention I am Jewish, so inherently I feel the need to constantly feed people. For Father’s Day I made my hubs breakfast in bed, he got an at home massage, and at his request a bone in ribeye for dinner.
And I wonder why I can’t lose weight!
This is the part where the whole double edged sword reference comes into play.
I find holidays like Father’s Day to be very difficult and anxiety inducing for me.
Don’t get me wrong, I was so lucky to snag a husband who is a wonderful father. His devotion to his family is truly indescribable. Not to mention he treats me like an absolute queen. I also am fortunate enough to have some incredible father figures in my life. It has nothing to do with the subject of the holiday, more the reason behind it.
I would like to think that I try to acknowledge how much these men mean to me and to our family as much as possible. I don’t know that an earmarked day is necessary to do that. Not to mention that some aspects of Fathers Day are just plain ridiculous. An example of this is the race to see who can post the most poignant, adorable message on social media praising fathers. I was literally lying in bed Saturday night thinking about what to post when I woke up on Sunday.
Not to mention I can only imagine how this would be a difficult day for many, including my husband who lost his father just 2 years ago. Or parents raising children alone, or with strained relationships. This can be a day of sadness and reflection on what they are missing.
I know I sound like a real buzz kill right now. All I’m saying is that maybe we should spend a little more time celebrating the ones we love on a daily basis, instead of waiting for that one pressure filled, anxiety inducing day to do it.
Am I crazy? Have you had these sentiments towards these types of holidays or am I just a cranky asshole?
Until next time,
I hope you all had an awesome weekend. Even though the boys have three more days of school, it is basically summer time in these parts. On Friday I met up with my friend Gina for lunch. We went to Mitch’s in Point Loma. The place is SO good and right on the water. The smell of the ocean, and watching the tourists made me feel like I was temporary plucked out of reality, and into Michelada heaven!
Saturday was karate, Costco, closing day of baseball,
more fish tacos,
and swimming at grandma’s.
On Sunday the kid’s school held an end of the year party on the bay. It was great to see the kiddos having so much fun outside. (Not pictured, yet again tacos for lunch!)
Sunday night was the usual. Laundry, cooking, getting ready for the week.
Are you feeling the Summer vibe yet? Any fun plans coming up in the next few months?
If you haven’t entered the giveaway for 4 free tickets to the San Diego International Boat Show, click HERE and leave a comment to enter. The winner will be announced on Friday!
Until next time,
Hey guys! Happy Tuesday! I seriously feel like I’ve been hit by a bus! I don’t know about you, but whenever we have a Monday holiday I am always totally off kilter for the rest of the week.
On Saturday we ran some errands, had a birthday party to go to, and in preparation for a family wedding on Sunday, I had this gem come to my house. She does an awesome job, and you literally walk out your door, get a tan, and go back inside. Brilliant! Plus the club beats bumping from the bus is an added bonus.
Sunday morning I got my ass whooped at a boot camp class, and then grabbed coffee with a girlfriend. I think it’s really important to carve out time with my girlfriends. It reminds me that I am more than a mommy! Then I got to spend the rest of the day getting glammed for the wedding. It takes a LOT of work to clean me up!
Yesterday was very slow going (imagine the sloth from Zootopia) that was me yesterday. I was so tired from the wedding bonanza, and the little sleep we got that night. I was able to make it out of the house for food, of course and to hit up the grocery store. Our friends came over for dinner and I made tomato basil soup and a make your own grilled cheese bar. Yummy! Dinner turned out really well. I will have the soup recipe and details up on the blog soon.
Also, keep your eye out this week for my first Giveaway on the blog!
Woohoo! I’m legit now!
Until next time,
If you asked me at 18 years old where I would be at 35, it would not be here!
When I graduated high school I went to college in Washington D.C. with some grandiose plans of become the next Madeleine Albright.
I would daydream about my sleek apartment in Dupont Circle, and walking The Hill in my black Theory Power Suit (I can still smell the power).
Fast forward 17 years and I am an educator, living in the town I was raised in, with 2 kids, and 3 dogs. I spend 75% of my time in yoga pants, and I don’t even think I own a suit.
And guess what? I wouldn’t have it any other way!
I recently resigned from my stable, tenured teaching position after 12 years. I am taking a leap of faith and have taken a new position in the private sector. It is SO scary for me because I do not do well with change. But it is time, and I am ready.
With all of this change I have been doing a lot of reflecting.
Over the past few years I have experienced some incredibly pivotal life events, both positive and negative and it blows my mind every. single. day how crazy real life is.
I would have NEVER in a million years imagined the life I have today, or the things that have happened in my life.
But I wouldn’t change a thing, especially this part:
I am not a particularly deep or introspective person, so don’t get used to this! But I want to encourage you to take a minute and reflect on your life.
Is what you imagined it would be? Let me know!
Until next time.