BYOP!
Our friends the Watsons had a BYOP (bring your own pie) party last month to celebrate Charlotte's half birthday and usher in Fall in San Antonio. (That's a little bit of an oxymoron, I know, but I promise the temperatures cooled off for at least two full days!) It was so much fun to sample the variety of sweet and savory pies and Mary Carolyn made a delicious salads to complete the meal. Our contribution was a savory tomato, zucchini, and goat cheese tart. Here's our tart just before it went into the oven.
Birthday Surprise
I turned 29 last week. Yikes! Work has been so busy that we didn't really have time to celebrate the day of, but K plotted with my bosses to surprise me with a quick trip last weekend.
It was a wonderful* surprise and I thoroughly enjoyed our little mini-vacation.
We played tennis, had a spa day and relaxed by the pool.
It was a wonderful* surprise and I thoroughly enjoyed our little mini-vacation.
We played tennis, had a spa day and relaxed by the pool.
*Confession: I had to actively try to be excited about having my "plan" for Friday/Saturday thrown off. I was actually a little disappointed that I wasn't going to be able to head into work at 6:30 on Friday morning to finish my motion and catch up on other deadlines before calling it a weekend. I wish I was kidding. I think that disappointment faded when I got to the spa mid-day Friday, but I feel like I have to at least confess the extent to which I am a control freak.
Thanks for loving me anyway, K.
Thanks for loving me anyway, K.
My Other Birthday Surprise
or Lucy's lesson in placing your treasure in heaven....
Last week, K and I made a big decision to buy a rug for our den. I desperately wanted a patterned natural fiber rug, but we decided we needed something that would be a little easier to keep clean. Read: a little more Lucy friendly. We chose a neutral/patterned wool rug that I absolutely love. We literally had the rug four days when I came home (on my Birthday no less) to this:
Yep. Lucy ate the rug. Or actually it looks like she sat there all day slowly pulling it apart. Whatever. She made a big fat mess of my pretty new rug. I cried. Then I immediately regretted that we had made a "big purchase" for the den. Then I cried some more and went to bed. A little dramatic? Yes. But I was frustrated and stressed and tired and it was my birthday. K and I decided Lucy was most likely trying to give us a not so gentle reminder that our material things just aren't that important.
She is so wise.
Last week, K and I made a big decision to buy a rug for our den. I desperately wanted a patterned natural fiber rug, but we decided we needed something that would be a little easier to keep clean. Read: a little more Lucy friendly. We chose a neutral/patterned wool rug that I absolutely love. We literally had the rug four days when I came home (on my Birthday no less) to this:
Yep. Lucy ate the rug. Or actually it looks like she sat there all day slowly pulling it apart. Whatever. She made a big fat mess of my pretty new rug. I cried. Then I immediately regretted that we had made a "big purchase" for the den. Then I cried some more and went to bed. A little dramatic? Yes. But I was frustrated and stressed and tired and it was my birthday. K and I decided Lucy was most likely trying to give us a not so gentle reminder that our material things just aren't that important.
She is so wise.

