never judge a sweater by it’s thread count

Sometimes it looks as if i only have two children.

The third….errr….i mean the first child….just does not like to be photographed.

Not even bribing him helps.

Lola does like to be paid….and once she see’s the cold hard cash dangling in front of her

she will sit and pose for me.

Even if the new pants i got her itch like hell.

Fin on the other hand……poses non stop.

I just have to pay him in hugs and kisses.

He got in trouble the first day at school for taking his thumb….licking it…

and then putting his thumb against his tush while making the “ssssssss” sound.

He even got caught wearing a sleeveless shirt the other day.

I only put a sleeveless shirt on him because i did not have any clean clothes available.

The truth….i swear.

So….the fashion police stopped him in the hallway at school to tell him

that only construction workers can wear sleeveless shirts.

Or if you are working on re-building your back deck.

Or if you wear black socks and white tennis shoes and have a car up on blocks in your front yard.

Needless to say…..Fin won’t be wearing anymore sleeveless shirts.


This little outfit lola is wearing….well…..i want one just like it…..

but they didn’t have my size. I got the cropped pants and sweater at T.J.Maxx….

and the shoes clearenced at Gap for $11.

You all had so many question in my post about my housewives friends…..

like….

*the recipe for the lemon mini bundt cakes.*

{those are from whole foods…because my oven had a mid life crises and no longer works}

*the recipe for the quiche.*

{again….that is from my local FAVORITE cafe….Townhouse}

*where are all my fat friends…*

{really..all of my friends are super healthy and take care of themselves..except for the hippie…i think

she smokes something organic…but don’t tell her i said anything}

*did you drink all the champagne.*

{yes…..i could barely make it down the street to get my kids off the bus}

*everything looked too perfect…are you sure you really have children.*

{you caught me….i don’t have any children…they are rented from the local ymca}

*wow…you rea’lly like to u’se a lot of apostra’phe’s.*

{yes….ye’s i do….than’k you for takin’g the time to poin’t that out}

*your lemon whipped cream could use some lemon zest..have you tried that..oh….

and it just didn’t look fluffy enough.*

{no…i have not tried that…oh…and you try inviting a bunch of girls over to your house

and make kids lunches and get them to the bus on time in order to celebrate…then let me know

how fluffy your whipped cream turns out}

*do you need some money for Anthro boots since you have to use your savings for your new oven.*

{yes….please….i’m a size 8.5}

Okay…that last one my alter ego made me ask. Anyhoo….if you have anymore Q’s to ask me…

go ahead….i will gladly do that for you.

Unless you say you saw my kids tied to a tree out front and you are reporting me

to the local authorities….

I won’t answer your questions then.

But everyone else…..feel free to jump in.

Don’t blink

I truly believe….if you blink…you might just miss something.

We decided to head up to the lake…..AGAIN….yesterday.

It’s still hot….the pools have all closed…..which is just pure insane….but unless you live

where it’s above 70 year round….the pools close sometime around Labor day weekend.

Let me inform you…that it is NOT Labor day weekend yet….

but the pools are all closed.

This makes me want to head back to Hawaii.

Real Bad.

I was chatting up Bryan today as we lounged on the sand at the beach….

our fingers intertwined……

the oil from the Coppertone dripping down his arm.

AHEM……

sorry….i was lost in a moment there.

Okay…..

check check …..

what it would take to get us back to Hawaii…..to live there for just one year.

That’s all i want…is one year there. Where life is so casual…and i could live in little dresses…

we could live off of coconuts and pineapple’s.

But then i got my new Anthro catalog in the mail…with all the boots…..and the pea coats…

so i had to re-think that decision.

We’ve moved quite a bit in the last 12 years of marriage…..

we met and married in Colorado….

then moved right away to the San Fran bay area…

spending almost 4 years there….and back to Colorado for another 5 year stint…

then ending up here outside of Chicago.

Life is to short to be stuck in one place your entire life….

that is…

unless…..i had a farm house on the beach.

Alrighty now…..where did all this come from?

I blinked.

I did…i blinked…and i have a 9 year old boy..and it seems like just yesterday ..was born after 10

hours of labor….a really great epidural…and looking into by best friends eyes…

because she decided she wanted to be in the delivery room.

Of course i was looking into Bryan’s eyes also…

but it was my friends that had that look….you know the look…..the one that says….

I.will.never.get.pregnant.and.have.a.baby.

.ever.

and you know what….she never did…..nor does she want to.

I scared her for life.

Actually…..i have to blame it on Mason….it’s all his fault.

then i do believe….

the minute Mason slept a full night…i turned over to bryan…..

and somehow got pregnant again.

Lola was born when Mason turned 16 months.

I loved my Ob/Gyn…..but i had a feeling she wasn’t straight.

I didn’t care….because she was good….and she had NO problem inducing me early….

and had no problem giving me my epidural 2 weeks ahead of time.

When i was induced with Lola….on her due date….i only labored for a few hours before

my OB came in….grabbed Bryan…and sat HIM in HER seat in between my legs.

I said….excuse MOI….but i don’t really want my husband watching my VA-VA at this

moment…..and what if i poop all over the freakin table.

HELLO…….

is anyone listening….

please remove my husband at this moment!

It was too late….Lola decided to pop her head out…and my OB just stood behind Bryan…

telling him what to do.

Bryan took ahold of Lola’s head….and she slipped out…

into Bryan’s hands.

obviously it didn’t scar the guy because we ended up with Fin.

I really don’t know how i got on this whole tangent on my birthing stories…

or that my OB was gay…..

or that i talked her into inducing me with Fin a good three weeks early because i had a

horrible head cold.

I barely got home from the hospital before Bryan headed in for his V.

I don’t get it…i was the one that pushed a baby out of my you.know.what….and he’s the one

who’s laying flat on his back because he can’t get up out of the chair.

sheesh.

Have i told you how much i love the show Modern Family?

Or that i really…really love Julia Ormond.

Do you rememeber her in the movie The English Patient?

{i was writing this as i watched the Emmy’s}

I didn’t really like Julia Robets in the movie Eat Pray Love….

but i loved Javier Bardem.

Let me wipe the saliva drooling from my chin.

I actually know where Julia Roberts lives….and i’m waiting for her to call me back

about a play date between our two Fin’s.

But i’m not in Hawaii anymore….so if she calls me back….that just gives me another reason

to hop on a plane back.

Oh…and have you tried Greek yogurt….it’s damn good.

Not that Greek yogurt has anything to do with what i’m talking about.

Okay….Bryan is sitting here next to me rolling his eyes…..muttering under his breath that Greek yogurt

has nothing to do with the Emmy awards or Javier Bardem.

WHAT.EVER.

So……if you are saying to yourself….what the HELL was kasey just talking about…and how

do i unsubscribe to this here blog….ASAP….

let me just tell you…..life is pretty short….so don’t blink….you might miss something.

P.s. That was indeed Bryan doing a back flip off the dock……..

P.p.s. I know nothing about design…but somehow i am one of the new contributors over at Houzz

feel free to read about how i wish i had a clawfoot bathtub. {here}

P.p.s.s. I am done chatting now…..you can move on.

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Now….that was fun. I’m REALLY glad my friends don’t read my blog.

errrr…..

maybe they do.

I don’t know….but they all thought it was weird that i was taking solo photos of them.

My friends are pretty special though….and special friends are hard to find….

which is why i love to serve them some much needed bubbly once a year.

I can’t promise you they didn’t stumble out the door.

The scene…i used paper doilies for the decor…i just strung different sizes together.

Really inexpensive and easy…you could even coffee stain them for some depth.

What you saw on the menu were some home made yogurt parfaits…with granola and blueberries.

The mimosa’s were made with cheap champagne. Luckily my friends didn’t look at the label.

Mini lemon bundt cakes with REAL lemon whip cream.

{whipping cream and lemon curd all mixed up}

Artichoke quiche….some mini croissants….and the cake.

Did you see the cake?

My friend Shannon made it.

Oh…and the cake bunting….that’s from Kiki La Ru…

her cake buntings are The bestest. Is bestest a word…i don’t know..but it is now.

This cake bunting i used was called “The Lola”….and i am giving it away today…

courtesy of Kiki LaRu.

I promise i didn’t lick the sticks.

One of you will win it…just let me know in your comment;-)

Now…i’m going to go and finish the left over champagne.