April 29, 2008

family ties

Part of being the mother-of-the-bride is helping out with the mundane, mindless details of a wedding. Of course there are other responsibilities, too, but my mom has been the most help when she picks up where I don't want to; the number of chairs, the size of tables, the price of port-o-potties... yeah, even that. Oh yeah, and when she reminds me that this is all for the marriage, and not the wedding...

Not surprisingly, fathers-of-the-bride get left out in most equations. Yeah, OK, so they walk you down the isle. I guess that's enough work for them. I mean, they're entrusting their daughter to another man's care and protection.


Anyway, I guess that gift wasn't enough for my dad. On top of giving his daughter away, he gave his time to calligraphing not just my 300-something envelopes, but my sister's 300-something envelopes. {I know, right. How cool is my dad? Most mom's get dishtowels and Tupperware and hand held vacuum cleaners for their anniversary's, birthdays, and holidays. Not my mom. He even calligraphied their wedding vows for their 25th anniversary. Which, by the way, were from Kahlil Gabran's words on marriage in The Prophet. What a bunch of tree-huggers...}

Amazing and perfect and an enormous gift. Much, much love.

{PS--Let me know if he can help you out with a gift or your own invitations!}

April 24, 2008

ding-dong bells, pasta, or...

...paper flowers.

The only day or event ever celebrated as a community where I teach is the Summer Solstice. {What a bunch of hippies.} However, because of our Spanish Immersion program, it seems to be acceptable to celebrate Cinco de Mayo. (Yeah, I'm still trying to rap my brain around it, too. I can understand religious holidays, but no Valentines Day, no St. Patrick's Day, no Arbor Day... but Cinco de Mayo?)

Anyway, to help prepare for the festivities, we've made paper chains, papel picado, and now paper flowers. For my girls over at Penelopea, I wanted to share the kids ode-to-Martha rendition of the flowers.

Sweet as pie.
{Not bad for 4 and 5-year olds, huh?}

{This picture reminds me of a bad bridal portrait. You know, like with the bride's face in the middle of her bridesmaid's bouquets? Eesh. }

April 17, 2008

springing into action.

I noticed this nicety just before the students began cleaning up their collage work.

I hope your Thursday is just as surprisingly beautiful.

April 11, 2008

fruits of our labor.

Well, not fruits... vegetables.

And not our... their.

I was given a goody bag filled with school-grown, organic lettuce this afternoon.

A tiny carrot found his way in, too.

Happy Friday.

April 4, 2008

mums the word.

I love mums. I love how bright they are. You can have my heart with a bouquet of Yoko Ono mums. (AKA 'green button mums'... but Yoko Ono is so much cooler... ew, ew, ew. I'm sorry I probably just seared that image in your brain.)

My soon to be husband moved into the loft we'll be living in once we're married. Here are my touches of fem. Eat your heart out, Suburbs.

{We bit the bullet and purchased an adult table. I mean, come on!}

April 3, 2008

this is my sister winter.

My sister got married about a month and a half ago.
It rocked me to the core.

Now she is a "Mrs." and we no longer live a bedroom door apart.
Now she lives with a man.

Needless to say, she was perfection--as she is every day--and I wanted to show off her beauty...
...and sort of brag. I mean, come on, I'm related to her.

photo credit: Jimmy Abegg

April 2, 2008

the simple things.

{One of my favorite things.}