Archive for February, 2008
sunshine.
Sunday, February 10th, 2008It’s that first Sunday.
You know, the one that smells like spring is in the air. And when you come home from church, you put on a t-shirt and flip-flops, even if it’s not quite that warm, because. Because you can. And then you open all of the windows and watch kids play outside in the [...]
being jiminy cricket
Thursday, February 7th, 2008Today and yesterday my little man is in the throes of teething — again. He’s as sweet as ever, but instead of exploring, he’d rather cuddle and stare into space. There are things I had planned on accomplishing, but thanks to the perspective my mother has shared with me (which is why, by the way, [...]
a chocolatey post
Thursday, February 7th, 2008I meant to post this chocolate cake recipe last week, after a conversation with a friend about how easy it is (one bowl!), and how light and moist and yummy. Even a vowed box-cake lover would enjoy this one.
Then I decided to post this brownie recipe, which is a family classic, in response to [...]
a spontaneous holiday, and the great shopping victories of a young mother.
Tuesday, February 5th, 2008Yesterday I got a special treat: Ryan took the day off. We thought about just laying low, but then decided to take a drive in the Santa Cruz mountains, and do a little bit of strolling through one of our favorite towns. It was great. Even the weather cooperated; the sun was actually shining for [...]
the story of danica and football.
Monday, February 4th, 2008I decided tonight that I’m not cut out to be a football fan.
Previous to getting married, I didn’t care at all about football. It was one sport that seemed confusing and pointless to me. (Okay, so that pretty much applied to all sports, save baseball.)
But you know, you get married, and you try to take [...]
Yup, my name is Danica. Like the race car driver, whose name I know, but whose career I know nothing about. A Nascar fan I am not. Things like reading, playing piano, gardening, cooking, sewing, writing, and keeping my bathroom bleached are more up my alley. 







