1.18.2009

Fetish, much?

As we were driving down into town tonight, Jimmy asked if I had buckled Kaitlin's seat belt.
"Of course I buckled her seat belt! Did you not see the letter she wrote to me? You know the one that says, 'you are the greatest mom'?"
And then I recollected a time long ago when I was a new mother...

Kaitlin was still a small baby in a rear facing car seat. I had taken a fabulous trip with her to the mall. After many purchases we headed back to the car for a long drive home. I was thrilled by the recent purchases made, but most of all a tiny pair of the cutest shoes I have ever seen! Upon returning to the car, I ripped the plastic ring holding the shoes together with my teeth and put those adorable shoes on my adorable daughter. The result was stunning! Was it really possible to have two of the most beautiful things in the world in California, never mind my car? Happy with my triumph, I merrily drove home. When I got into the back seat to release my little diva, I realized the distraction of gorgeous shoes had made me neglect to strap my own daughter into her car seat! Hmmm... they were really nice shoes...
What's a post about shoes without some eye candy? And no, these are not the shoes I put on my baby... I'm pretty sure they don't make Louboutin's in child's sizes.
p.s.- I have written 11 posts about shoes and counting

1.17.2009

Guilt Soup with a side of awwwww, anyone?

As I was busy blogging (read:ignoring my family), Kaitlin came in the office to give me a letter. I am used to these letters, as I get them nearly every hour, on the hour of her waking existence. Brushing Kate off only worked the first few times, so I finally huffed, "Okay... thank you, I'll read it right now." So, I proceeded to open the clumsily wrapped letter and found this:
translation:
I lOvE you
yOu arE tHE
grEaTEsT
mom

Usually the letters involve a single scribble. She has never written a single word! Now she's writing full sentences! I cried... and took a picture for my blog.
p.s. Kaitlin would like me to mention the hearts painstakingly illustrated around the border.

.love.


I am an avid fan of Snippet & Ink. I know I've already gotten married, but I am so twitterpated by the beautiful colors and brilliant new ideas that people now do for weddings. I plan weddings in my head all the time (mostly for Melissa) but, my day dreams could never come close to the weddings in this blog! Check out this post- and be sure to watch the video link attached, because that is what makes it so wonderful.
*photo from Snippet & Ink

1.16.2009

In every child's DNA...

...must be an overwhelming urge to sprawl out in any bed that is not their own. We were adamant when Kaitlin was a baby that she would never sleep in our bed. Never, ever... and then she learned how to walk.
The first night Kaitlin crawled into bed with us is a memory Jimmy and I still laugh about. We had been removing all the throw pillows ready to hop into bed when I screamed in sheer terror. There was character from the horror film, The Grudge, standing at the end of our hallway staring into our room. The long, unkempt hair, covering the face and an unrecognizable stare from the little gangly body. Oh, no! IT's coming to get me!
Jimmy just started laughing uncontrollably and went to pick up our little sleep walking girl. I thought he was going to bring her back to her own bed. Much to my dismay, Jimmy felt it only necessary to have me cuddle with Kaitlin as penance for thinking she was a scary figure in a horror movie. Heart strings sufficiently pulled, I acquiesced... Waking up approximately twenty two minutes later with a foot severely jammed in my trachea made me rethink the 'not from a horror movie' thing. Sweet Jimmy graciously brought The Grudge's moneymaker back to her own bed. And that's the beginning of many nights with an elbow in the lower back... drool on my forehead... a head butt in the nose... yeah, good times. Needless to say, I did not have a peaceful slumber last night- but, I did get to sleep with a movie star!

1.15.2009

And the winner is...

April! I swear, it was totally random!!! I just can't believe April was pulled! I put numbers on slips of paper and drew a number.. I didn't even know who won until I counted down! Well, April- congrats and have fun picking what you want. I have three menus to choose from:

Pan seared salmon with citrus glaze on a bed of wasabi mashed potatoes and corn & shitake ragu topped with miso sauce

OR

Corn spoon bread with bbq pulled pork, crisp onions and horseradish dijon aioli

OR

Roasted vegetable curry with basmati rice table

All dinners are accompanied by a salad course and dessert... plus, because it's YOU- blue cheese stuffed grapes. Congratulations and let me know what you choose!

1.14.2009

Smart girl...

When I dropped Kaitlin off at school, one of her friends said, "Kaitlin's mommy, I like your shoes. They're pretty." That one is going places...

1.10.2009

I am 100 posts old!


Children, gather 'round for a tale from my youth...

Long ago, in the summer of 2008- when I was untainted by the technological wonder that is blogging- I was conversing with a dear old friend. My sweet mister had just hooked up a satellite antenna to receive the internet at our abode far, far away from any civilization. My dear old friend and I were praising the blessings of the world wide web, when the discussion of blogs came up. I gave my friend an address I had been frequenting and in moments, we were laughing together on the phone while reading the 'queen of all blogs and captain of team Edward' commentary on Gap jeans. This, dear folks, is the beginning of the end.

This is where your devoted servant handed her servitude from her darling family to the blog mistress and it's readers. There was a point where I preyed on unsuspecting fowl and became paranoid above all else... although these moments would otherwise bring shame, when posted they become jewels in the mistress' crown.

The year continued on with mishap after mishap... "all the better to entertain you with" the mistress of the web hissed. And the blog had total control of me. She watched my every move, she hid in the corners. I thought I was free from her powerful grasp, alas she had me with the release of anything with Zac Efron or Robert Pattinson or the Jonas Brothers in it!

Have no fear, I did prevail! I did conquer! Our internet stopped working. And thus, I was released from the terrible clutch of the master... for a short time...

I did learn how to control the beast nearing the end of the year by posting things like birthday invitations, wedding and engagement announcements, politics and family gatherings. It did satisfy the mistress. She was pleased with the humor and content, and I was comfortable with the loosening of her grip. I still am at her mercy most of the time, but we all did live happily ever after.

In honor of my 100th post you may enter a GIVEAWAY!

The prize is: dinner for your family, delivered to your door by me (if local) OR 1 dozen MONSTER M&M cookies delivered to your door by UPS (if not local or not wanting me to visit- no one wants a crazy lady to visit...) Just leave a comment telling me your favorite link from this post. You don't have to read every link... just pretend and pick one at random if you want! Giveaway ends 1/14/09- Winner announced 1/15/09.

Thanks for reading and cheers to another 100.

1.09.2009

Any day warranting...



... a ride in these babies should be declared a national holiday. All hail gorgeous shoes!
Side Note: Drum Roll, please- tomorrow is post 100!

1.08.2009

Chef Extraordinare

Chef Kaitlin graced us with her presence yesterday evening to prepare one of her specialties. Here is an exclusive photograph taken by the paparazzi.

1.07.2009

I heart TJ's

One of the reasons we didn't move to Utah was because there is no Trader Joe's... crazy? I think not. I get a great salad mix: Butter Lettuce & Radicchio... except I hate radicchio. You would think I would just buy a head of butter lettuce, no? Well, I love having already washed lettuce and if I have to wash lettuce for anything other than thai lettuce wraps...you've lost me.
So how does 'making a salad' go at the house of Graham? Take out the bag a lettuce mix, put equal amounts of mix on mine and Jimmy's plate, trade all my radicchio for all his butter lettuce, top with desired toppings (lately have been- bell pepper, tomato, cucumber, red onion, olives, feta, pepperonchini, balsamic glaze-yum!), and pretend nothing happened. The key to success? Add toppings after lettuce heist.


P.s.- I love you, Jimmy

1.06.2009

Nearing 100...

Stay posted for my 100th post!!!! I feel so old... not to worry, I'm in a sparkly mood today... I just googled a pair of Sugar boots I got Kaitlin for Chritmas- RESULTS are in! I paid $9.99 at Ross for a pair of $49.99 boots! With my fake 3 carat diamond ring and Kaitlin's Sugar boots- all the other preschool moms are jealous (that, and I make sure I'm listening to fabulous music each time I am in the school parking lot- windows down, of course)

1.03.2009

When she thought I wasn't looking...

... a lady at the supermarket poured the contents of a tall beer can into an empty Starbucks cup, put on the lid and pretended she was not about to get sloshed on a caramel macchiato. Nice try, lady...

1.01.2009

In Memoriam

Yesterday, Jimmy and I informed Kaitlin that the tree had been up long enough and we would be taking it down the following day. She cried herself to sleep. This morning, we painstakingly put each ornament away after kissing it good bye and wishing it a great year. Each and every ornament. As Jimmy dragged the poor dead tree out the door, our precious girl sobbed. She insisted on kissing the tree good bye and taking a final picture with it.



R.I.P.
2008 Christmas Tree
December 3, 2008- January 1, 2009

12.30.2008

In Honor of Baxter & Kenai

Since we have adopted two dogs one year ago, today- we have decided to do some renovations. Here are the easy to follow directions for all the work we have done to the house.


Faux feels-like-broken-glass-when-you-step-on-it-barefoot finish:
This beautiful and unique finish is accomplished by leaving two unsupervised dogs at home for the first time. The tools required are very simple. Just leave an unopened FedEx box by the front door. The key to a great sharp result is to have a water activated glue inside the FedEx box. Make sure one of the two dogs you have left alone can chew through cardboard, wood and high performance plastic. The rest is easy- be certain that the dogs will chew on the heavy duty bottle of glue over the carpet and use their saliva to activate the foaming glue. To give the faux finish extra oomph, leave to let dry at least two hours. For the polka dot effect, repeat as necessary.

New, top of the line, doggy door-


  1. Make sure dogs are extremely excited (to the point of jumping and barking uncontrollably) to go outdoors.
  2. Train them to wait until you say a code word to go outside ('Okay!' works just fine)
  3. Open the sliding glass door and prepare for a stampede. The important part of this step is to MAKE SURE you leave the screen door closed unknowingly.
  4. Use your code word to release the hounds.
  5. Watch as they easily tear through the flimsy screen door.
  6. Each time you forget to open the screen door, your new, top of the line, doggy door will do the trick. (Be careful when letting the larger of the two dogs outside, it may result in the posterior end getting stuck)
    Appliqued Hard Wood Floors
Just as with the faux finish for the carpets, this project requires unattended canines. Leave two dogs in an environment with beautiful hard wood floors and a trash can filled to the brim with discarded raw chicken containers. This method only works if you have neglected to return trash can to it's proper place- UNDER THE SINK.
Happy Renovating!

12.29.2008

Holy Crusty Cheeseballs, Batman!!!

It has been an infinity since I have blogged- dang inconsistent internet! We haven't had access to the internet lately, so I have actually had to go through life like a normal person would- with their priorities firmly in check. I do have to say that it was nice to click on all my buddies' blogs and read a hefty few back logs... it's funny how much seems to happen when I don't check my favorites on a multiple daily basis. I have thoroughly enjoyed reading about every one's fabulous holidays. We had a great holiday as well. I had a brilliant moment in Settlers... I crushed all the newbies to the complicated board game and did not feel bad about it in the slightest... I finished the last season of Friends and bawled... I GOT A CRICUT!!!! Yay!!! Thanks you to all the contributed to my happy holiday: Mom, Dad, the losers in Settlers, Rachel, Chandler, Ross... you get the picture. PLUS- my new niece decided to add to the Christmas cheer at 2:33 p.m. on Christmas Day!!! Welcome baby Rebekah Marie! Gosh, this post had a ridiculous amount of exclamation marks... Well, I believe all have reached their exclamation mark quota for the day, so happy New Year and enjoy the exorbitant amount of pictures (sans exclamation marks)
Those filthy elves tend to leave their dirty clothes at our house... I just hang it up, don't expect me to do their laundry- how will I know if I shrunk it?
I made this garland all by myself... with the help of the CIAEvery year, we attend Main Street Bethlehem. I was a little leery after last year... a leper followed me around freaking me out all night. I think he thought it was funny to see me squirm. I do have to say, it's nice to go without needing a stroller- that hay really rides up. I still cry every time I see the live Nativity with Mary, Joseph and the Christ Child. Do you ever think we will be able to get away one Christmas without going to the Jelly Belly Factory? No, not when they still hand out free candy and have larger than life creepy nutcrackers. This is the first of many pictures from Christmas Eve. I have to give you a little background... Jimmy's attention span can only handle so much... when the night slow down, he tends to find interesting things to do while the rest of us are making sweet priceless memories. This year, my sweet husband decided our digital camera on the sly was the ticket to bore-free success. This first picture is a fun and innocent picture I took... the rest will be unveiled below. Enjoy. This is when the real fun starts. Jimmy's first victim. It seems that his headache is just a precursor as to what will come.And it just goes down hill from here folks...It's good thing Nora's got a good personality... just kidding- she's adorable- I can't understand how Jimmy could have gotten such an unpleasant shot of her.Yeah, I don't want to ever be on Melissa's bad side- yes, she's smiling, but, please, don't hurt me...Not so candid, but I bet no one was expecting this on a blog.R.I.P. Natalie, it seems the ghost of Christmas past has taken over.
Well, you all survived the strange Jimmy+camera+boredom=unflattering pictures of Christmas 2008. Here's Kaitlin opening up a Christmas gift from Santa. She has asked for a Fiona book for two years and Santa finally found one on Amazon. Needless to say, Santa can relax until Kaitlin chooses something even more random next year. My parents got an adorable little chef outfit. She always helps in the kitchen, but now she matches Mommy. She wore it most of the morning. Mommy is one happy camper, er, scrapper.
With that previous picture being so terrible, I thought I'd put in one that makes me look less like a total slob. I did, however, wear pajamas all day and eat junk food. But, that was part of the requirement. Everyone in attendance had to come in pj's and eat all the fabulous things laid out. Plus, we each got a pint of Ben & Jerry's ice cream to ourselves... yeah, I haven't weighed myself yet... please, don't remind me...

12.18.2008

I'm trying...


I hit the 25 lb. weight loss mark!!!! YAY! The trick to getting excited is to not have a scale at home. I only weigh myself at friend's houses....it feels like more weight loss with more time between the results...then I went home to celebrate with some m&m's... it was rough day...I did a second workout to make up for the chocolate...then I ate something with mayonnaise...Jimmy is at the movies with Kaitlin... Stephanie and the terrible, horrible, no good, very bad day...I should move to Australia...speaking of Australia...Hugh Jackman and Nicole Kidman in a movie together?... too much pretty in one movie...my head might explode... plus I'm saving my maiden viewing of that movie for when Beth gets home from her mission...Hughie, Nic, Beth, popcorn, m&m's... downward spiral, people

12.15.2008

We need to talk...


Bad-fresh wreath tied to the grill of your car

Worse- fake wreath with flashing lights and a red plastic bow tied to the grill of your car with a rusty coat hanger

Please think of others this holiday season, take down your lights before Valentine's Day...

12.11.2008

Get the tissues ready...

On my favorite humor blog, there was this touching video. It reminds me of the Relief Society, all the wonderful friends I have and my family. I have been buoyed up in so many of my journeys and I am grateful for all that has been done, shared, endured or worried about on my behalf. Thank you all for contributing to my success. I choose to leave people anonymous when mentioning these things I have such gratitude for, but if it's you, you'll know! Thank you all for:

  • Helping me stay motivated while exercising, even if we look ridiculous
  • Teaching me the value of a clean and tidy home
  • Helping express my love of cooking by encouraging me through especially hard parties/events
  • Listening to me 'vent' and never utter the word 'gossip'
  • Being a fabulous example by serving the Lord selflessly
  • Sharing your talents and style, all while pulling me along behind you
  • Sifting through all my woes without judgment

You are all amazing people, why else would I associate myself with y'all?! Thank you again and I love you.

12.10.2008

Self deafeating

We do not have cable TV so that I won't sit on my round rump (soon to be toned- I hit the 2o lb. weight loss mark!!!) all day and watch TV. There are boring and unrealistic shows on in the daytime... so what's a girl to do? Get the Blockbuster all access pass, of course! Now, I can sit on my posterior all day AND all night! I am currently in the eighth season of 'Friends'. Luckily, I can't watch that show when Kaitlin is home because it's a tad bit inappropriate for a five year old... but hey!-that's what preschool is for!

12.08.2008

How do you measure up?

I catered at an event in San Francisco this weekend. There were 1600 guests in attendance- a very large, very crazy event. My responsibility was to man a knife at the carving station. Although the cutting of lamb, pork and turkey was a blast- there was a definite highlight of my night. I was stationed next to Julio, who is a complete riot. We were goofing off and enjoying the jovial mood in the enormous room... when Julio mumbles, "That's a 9." Huh? What? I sliced nine pieces of lamb? I started to look down at my carving station and he started to giggle, "Not that meat... THAT meat," pointing at an obviously very fit young lady. Just in jest, I responded with, "No, she's a 6... she's not wearing heels high enough to be a a 9." Julio's eyes seemed to jump out of his head at the comment from the 'goody-goody' standing next to him. I suppose he never thought I would be up for a game like this. With a look of resolve, Julio quickly rated another passerby. I bounced back with a rating two points above his. "An 8? You gave her an 8?" Julio jabbed. My response?- "Of course she's an eight, check out that amazing support with no straps in sight! That deserves at least one bonus point." He just scoffed. As the night wore on, our ratings continued to differ. It seems that I like to add points for a cute bag, high shoes, looking smart, great hair color, fabulous understated-yet, holiday worthy makeup, handsome date etc. Julio rated from the neck down, unless she was blond, then all bets were off. Once we realized how silly it was to be compartmentalizing people, we stopped (either that, or we kept getting interrupted by people wanting meat- rude, I know...) It was fun trying to be one of the guys for a night, but I'd prefer to cut meat in nonjudgmental peace from now on. My favorite part of the night, however, will definitely be when Julio left the parking lot yelling out his window, "Stephanie, you're a 10!"