Question: Can you make my sandwich into a camel?

Answer: Hells yeah.

Well what a lovely couple/few days that was! Celebrated my thirty-third birthday (ahem), visited with friends from out of town, and found a place to live for at least the winter. Not too shabby for a three-day weekend.

My favorite girl was there.

So was he.

And this movie star.

But this photo pretty well sums up what’s been happening around here.

This is the best birthday cake I’ve ever had. And while it doesn’t look quite so good (and strangely, quite a bit smaller) in this photo, it is fantastic. And trust me, you want a slice.

And now, back to reality, and a very quick week. Lots to do, lots to pack for a week in Atlanta in just a few days. Sigh. Did you all have a nice weekend?

You might have guessed that I’m taking a little time off from blogging and you would be entirely correct. Maybe it’s the big move, maybe it’s that it’s finally summer around these parts but I’ve needed to be away from the computer for a while. You understand, right? I mean, aren’t you reading this at the beach?
But don’t fret, I’ll still be checking in every now with little updates such as this:

Neil and I have recently had a Return to Date Night, starring: Dinner and a Movie! This makes us very happy. Here’s us at Miyake (no website but don’t let that stop you from going. it’s good. real good.) just before I dug in to the best sushi I’ve ever had (and an hour or so before we wasted the rest of our night on Bruno).

Close up:

Date Night Sushi Excitement!

Side note(s): Ugh. Look at my hair! Need cut. Need color. Need help! Funny to see that Cassie is going through a similar struggle, though she’s at least pointed in the right direction. Go short, Cass! (and then help me find my cut.)

And um, since when did date night call for a polo shirt covered up by a sweatshirt? Sad. So sad.

This is my Mother’s Day present, mr. gnome. He makes me very very happy. He’s already nearly buried by perennials but I can still see his bright red hat whenever I look in the garden.

Welcome home, gnome.

The family watches the swearing in of the new President. I even let Dash eat his lunch in the living room for the occasion. Note peanut butter face.

Also, it’s a big day on a local level.

In danger of becoming a hermit, today I ventured out of the house with TWO kids. For the first time since Zella was born a little over a month ago.

It took about an hour to get to the car. But once we were there, the grocery store was quick and painless, and it wasn’t more than an hour later that we were heading right back home.

Easy, right?

If I can just figure out how to pack them up in under 60 minutes… I will be unstoppable.