Snow day

Like most everyone else on the east coast, we almost had a White Christmas. A White Boxing Day is good enough for me. We got about 9 inches of snow here at Scott's parents house.

Those are my feet in the snow. I know it's hard to tell but the snow was up to the top of the boots. For a southern girl, this is A LOT of snow. We've been snowed in since Sunday so I was able to finish the quilt I've been working on for a late Christmas present (pics of that tomorrow maybe). In the meantime, here are pictures of two other presents that I was able to deliver to a good friend and her new puppy just before Christmas. Because stockings aren't much fun after the holiday. . .

Hope Santa was good to you all!!

xoxoxoxox

NERD ALERT!

WARNING! If you have no interest in hearing me prattle on about how much we loved Harry Potter land, flip to another blog now. . .

I don't know if you can tell or not, but this is a girl in heaven. I'm sort of embarrassed to admit it, but I never grew out of my love for theme parks. It really does bring out the ugliest of humanity, but oh the thrill of a roller coaster that will flip me upside down. Bliss.

We first heard about Universal Studios opening a Harry Potter section of its theme park three years ago when we were on vacation in Dublin and have been waiting to visit ever since. This year, we decided that we got so many lovely wedding gifts that neither of us wanted a big Christmas gift so we decided instead to get away for a weekend and drive to Florida. I booked our trip about a month ago and our package included early admission tickets to the park and breakfast at the Three Broomsticks - a full English which included actual black pudding!! (If you don't know what that is, it's pretty gnarly stuff but sooo yummy. But don't google it if you have a weak stomach.) We dashed into the park an hour before opening and were able to ride the main coaster in the Harry Potter section of the park. It was a 3D type ride that took you on a broomstick tour of Hogwarts. Awesome. Then breakfast. Then we toured the shops, had butterbeer and rode the other rides. Butterbeer? You don't know the joy that is butterbeer???

Here's a picture of one of the butterbeer carts in Diagon Alley.

And this is photographic evidence of its deliciousness. I'm not a soda drinker but this thing was so amazing that we had one in the morning and I begged the Mr. to go back to the park that night so I could have another. It's like cream soda with butterscotch and some sort of whipped cream on top. Scrummy. We found a recipe online so we're going to do our best to recreate it tomorrow.

Here's the view of Diagon Alley from the butterbeer cart at night.

And here's how I felt at the end of our trip.

It was a whirlwind and we came home exhausted. Two days at the parks, three outlet malls (I love you J. Crew outlet!!) and lots of bad, fried (delicious) fast food. And our first ever all-by-ourselves trip is done and I can't wait for the next one!!

xoxoxox

Question

Is there anything better than that? Knitting a Christmas hat for a beautiful baby girl while one beloved dog snuggles you up?

Ok. Maybe this. . .



Happy December!!!

xoxoxoxo



p.s. Trip to Harry Potter Land is two days away. Expect pictures of EXTREME nerdiness soon!!

Three years

In the grand scheme of things, it's not a long time. But in knitting time and puppy time, it's a happy eternity. This lovely blanket has taken me three years to finish. I acquired the yarn on a Christmas trip to New York three years ago. I saw on another knitting blog that this lucky knitter had received thirty skeins of Koigu yarn for her thirtieth birthday. I was smitten. I was jealous. I went to Purl Soho and had to stop and do some deep breathing when I realized how much thirty skeins of Koigu would set me back. YIKES!! So I got some and added to it along the way. I was cranking this baby along in the first few months when this baby came along. . .

And that baby put an end to knitting for a while. Apparently, balls of yarn are LOTS OF FUN!!! Whether or not your mom appreciates you chasing after them and rolling them under furniture. So the poor blanket got packed away and not quite forgotten but. . . set aside. My big boy lets me knit know so slog along I have and finally finished it this week and stitched in my ends and I'm so so so proud of it and in love with it. I have no idea when I'll actually be able to snuggle under it because all I can imagine is those little puppy nails getting trapped in my millions and billions of stitches. So for nowit's over the back of a chair in my office where I can see it and know that it's done. And that makes me happy.

Also making me happy? That sweet puppy face above. He's sitting on my lap right now as I type. Our boy Roscoe turns three today. And I've loved every single second of every single day of it. And I'll take a million and billion more days please.

xoxoxoxox

BRRRRRRR

Seems like an appropriate day to post pictures of blankets because it is SUPER CHILLY in the lowcountry this sunny morning. When I got up to take the puppies out, it was 40 degrees. Anyone that knows me would cut an eye at me if they thought I was complaining because I whine for months about how I'm ready for cold weather. (This year my complaints were mostly mosquito related as I actually sort of enjoyed summer. But that's our secret.) Anyway, these blankets are for two lovely boys on the west coast. Much earlier in the year, we found out that our friends Lori and Shannon were having twins. Suzan & I decided that we'd knit two blankets in the same yarn but in different patterns. Just like the twin boys, they'll be made of the same stuff but have their own unique personalities. Here's what we came up with - my old faithful chevron blanket and Suzan's random fantastic stripes. How does she make plain old stripes look so good? We used Corntastic yarn that's plied so not much fun to knit with but it is oh-so-soft. And all of the colours are muted and gorgeous. Months later and we're finally done. We have to get those blankets in the mail before the boys start preschool. . .

So what to do with our cold day? We have to go to the Mac store today so we'll probably stop in for some yummy Thai lunch downtown, check out Christmas mugs at Starbucks and then I'd love to spend the rest of my day with my trusty Bernina attaching little pieces of fabric to other little pieces of fabric.

Tomorrow we're going to the most amazing Harvest Dinner at a local farm where we're enrolled in the CSA program. Every fall they host a huge party with chefs from local fantastic restaurants who cook using only proteins and produce from the farm. Delicious. I look forward to it every year. I wish I could take you all along.

xoxoxoxox

Meet my best friend

My mom. She's crazy. I love her. I don't know what I'd do without her. She's been my best friend for my whole life - the first person I call when something good or bad happens. Did I mention that I love her???

I'm working on a few things - getting dangerously close to finishing a blanket that I started knitting nearly three years ago. And I'm midway through two quilts. Plus so many other things that it makes my head spin to think about it all - including new collars for the puppies that just need to be stitched. But today I'm going to finish decorating for trick-or-treaters and - even though it's close to 80 degrees here today - I'm going to go make some pumpkin soup in my slowcooker and pretend that it's autumn and chilly. . .

HAPPY HALLOWEENIE!!

xoxoxoxoxox

The best day EVER

Aren't these pictures amazing??? I loved our photographer, Amelia from Dreamland Images. I looked and looked at photographers' websites and as soon as I saw their page, I knew they were the ones. She and her cute husband Dan used to work for a newspaper so their shots have a very organic, fly-on-the-wall, candid type of look to them which was exactly what we were looking for. I don't really go in for the typical posed sorts of shots. And I didn't want people feeling like we were being taken away or that the photographer was hovering. Most people didn't even realize that we had a photographer. And that was exactly what I wanted. The pictures are gorgeous. Not that she didn't have great material with which to work. . .

(See the cute tiny little cake topper?) Roscoe & Olive, of course.

So you'll probably notice that there are pictures of two ceremonies. The wedding was planned for 6.30pm. At 6.29 the skies that had been ugly most of the afternoon finally made good on their threat to open up. And pour it did. But we knew this was more than a possibility so a bit after 5pm our unbelievable planner suggested that maybe we do a quick ceremony in the garden so that we could get pictures - especially ones with the quilt - and then we would do a second ceremony after all of the guests arrived. It was perfect. What we wanted initially was a tiny ceremony anyway with just our nearest and dearest - most of whom were there - and then a party. Our wish was granted. And since all the pressure was off, ceremony #2 was relaxed and fun.

Yesterday was our one month anniversary - celebrated with champagne and probably the most amazing cookies I've ever had. (BTW, if you live in the Charleston area, get in your car now. So far I can tell you that I'd hand over most of my paycheck for more Optimistic Chews - a crazy delicious oatmeal/apple/butterscotch cookie.)

I really don't have much to report. Wedding gifts are all stowed away. Thank you cards have been mailed. Starting to think about our real honeymoon next year. Is it better to have a sightseeing sort of vacation or do nothing/sit on the beach vacation? (I tend to opt for sightseeing.) Spain? Italy? Somewhere closer to home? More beachy? On the closer horizon, I think that Mr & Mrs Nerd will be taking a trip to Harry Potter Land in Orlando in December. I really don't want more things for Christmas. And like most men, mine is hard to shop for, so we thought that a weekend away would be fun. And we're Potter nerds. And we like amusement parks. And I want to try some butter beer. More later on that I'm sure.

I'm having a hard time motivating to do much of anything lately. I've started a new cowl scarf about three times with yarn that I bought on mini honeymoon. (And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how I know I married the right man. He took me to the yarn store on our honeymoon and sat outside on the porch, pulled out his iPhone and told me to take my time. . .) The scarf is giving me fits. I started this new pattern last night but it just doesn't look right. I'm going to give it a few more rounds to see but I'm not feeling hopeful. And I desperately need to pull out my machine and start sewing. I have several projects that need doing but lately the sofa and TV have been calling. I'm not proud of it but there it is.

Ok. Time to wrap it up. I feel like I'm rambling with not much to say. More soon. Promise.

xoxoxoxox

Tiny sneak peek

I never got to post pictures of the wedding quilt once it was done. My plan for it was something I borrowed from Martha Stewart's Weddings magazine. She ran a little feature of brides & grooms posed in front of vintage sheets. I loved the idea but thought I could find fabric that I really liked and make it more personal. And from that it was just a small jump to making a quilt (which is now proudly displayed on our bed). Anyway, I'm really happy with it. It was one of the few wedding things that came off exactly as I had planned.

Thanks Margeaux for the picture above. We should be seeing more from the official photographer in the next few weeks. I'm trying really hard to be patient. . .

xoxoxoxox

Finished project - the best one

I'm married. Hallelujah. More pictures and crazy stories to follow. Just as soon as I get some sleep. . .

Totally, completely, utterly. . .

. . .in love with this baby. And I haven't even met her yet. I can already feel her little soft baby skin and smell her sweet little hair. Welcome Miss Chloe. We've all waited so long for you.

xoxoxoxoxox

Dang I'm old. . .

. . . or not, depending on how you look at it. I saw this car this week and it made me feel a bit better about my upcoming birthday. (Not that I'm feeling bad, mind you. I'm walking on clouds lately.) But then I got this birthday package in the mail from my loopy, soon-to-be stepdad Dan and he brought me right back down to earth and reminded me that I'm no spring chicken. . .

I started the day off by getting up early and making breakfast, something I never do anymore. I found this pancake mix months ago that has those big fat chocolate chips with little chunks of bacon inside. CRAZY amounts of delicious. (Those of you that haven't tried this combo are just going to have to trust me. For those of you that don't eat bacon, I'm truly sorry for your loss.)

After we downed those, I felt like a beached whale so it was off to the gym to run at lunchtime. Two miles + one mile walking + 30 minutes on the stair stepper and I was feeling right again. Even Scott gave running a go yesterday. After that we went downtown and picked up our marriage license. Which is making it all feel really real. Which it should because it's only three weeks from today. And then we went to the Mac store and both got new iPhones. Brilliant. How have I lived without the new one for these last few months??? And then, in torrential downpours, we made our way back out to the islands and Scott took me to dinner at this lovely little restaurant where we proceded to stuff ourselves. Again. Delicious. And wonderful. A really over the top happy kind of day.

I love birthdays.

xoxoxoxoxox

Progress

I don't have much to report today except this -

About a month ago, after eating a DELICIOUS little cheeseburger and fries at Five Guys (our fave!) I felt really mentally gross and realized that with the wedding right around the corner, I really needed to step it up. As we pulled out of the parking lot and swearing to go to the gym the next day, I decided that I was going to go six days a week until the week of the wedding. (As soon as my out-of-town peeps start arriving, I'm laying off until after the honeymoon when I'll need to start it up again to make up for the damage I plan on doing at the beach.) So I've stuck to it. Those of you that know and love me know that when I really make up my Leo mind about something I'm very bullheaded and will stick to it. I did miss a few days when I had to go to NC and Atlanta last week but I've made up for it this week by going all seven days.

AND

I took my first yoga class yesterday. Muscles are hurting that I didn't know I had. But in a good way.

AND

Today after I did 30 minutes on the stair stepper thing, I ran two miles. I did break it up with some walking bits but two miles of running is two miles of running. I haven't run in a very long time and it felt incredible. And I don't know if it's the excitement of the wedding or if it's the endorphins pumping through my bloodstream from all of the exercise but I feel invincible lately. Yay! Which is good because I'm really jonesing for some Cheetos puffs. Maybe after September 12th. . .

xoxoxo

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