That Shit's Cray

In 1997 I met Hubs while working here.

He was my boss, he hired me.

Three girls later...everyday's Crazytown...I'm so lucky.

And no this isn't my house.

 Friday night was date night and we had so much fun together.

It was like back in the day...listening to music...talking...dreaming of futures
{now not ours but theirs}

and bouncing ideas off one another with all the new changes in our house 

since New York.

And alls we did was dinner and shop for furniture. 

And it was still the best.

15 years.

Crate and Barrel outlet

you are the wind beneath my wings.

Speaking of cray,

I snapped this picture from my car while driving last week.
Badass.

Avalon Blanket

I have three daughters.

At home we affectionately call them Small, Medium and Large.

My two year old, Small, is seriously in love with her blanket.
It's a 14x14 pink square thats silky on one side and furry on the other.
She carries it with her everywhere and gets comfort from holding it, stroking it, smelling it.

I was going to show you a picture of Blankie but then decided against it.
Theres no way to mask its dingy and unhygienic nature
as I'm sure you can imagine a blanket thats dragged around by a two year old would be.

If I were to pick a blanket, something that would give me comfort,
warmth and general happiness,
it would be an Hermes Avalon blanket.
How I covet it every time I see one folded at the foot of a bed or casually draped
on a living room sofa.
I imagine how one would look spread out on the back of my sofa.
I envision myself curled up with it
stroking its softness and smelling its wool/cashmere blended gloriousness.
Just like Small.