I Know Some Talented People

Two weekends ago, I had my baby shower. It was a very pretty affair, and it showed me I have alot of friends and family who love me. Faults, messed up sense of humor, recent inability to properly shave my legs (thanks, Baby S) and all. And I ate alot. But these days, when don’t I?

Anyway, what I really wanted to tell you about – because I’m sure you’re not as interested in every detail (and I’m just trying to streamline your day here) – are the handmade elements of the day. I talk all the time about what I do and make, and it’s time to shut my piehole about myself and brag about someone else for once. Thank you!

 

Welcome sign/banner for Baby S from one of my very best friends April and her sister Mackenzie.

 

Animal mobile also from April and Mackenzie.

 

Very colorful Hawaiian diaper cake form my momma Janet. The diapers are Hawaiian print too! This girl will love Hawaii if I have anything to say about it :)

 

Gorgeous gift set from my friend KC, AKA the Diaper Bag Wrangler. It contains her popular zippered wet bag and link loop diaper bag (both of which are for sale on her site, linked above), handcut chenille blanket, and burp cloth.

 

Hand-knitted gifts from my other very best friend Hollie. My favorite is the mini uterus. How can it not be?

 

Cupcakes from April and her mom, Momma Gwen. These ladies are talented bakers. Insanely so. They also did an excellent job on my wedding cake and cupcakes.

 

Also quite yummy Oreo biscotti, mini cheesecakes, and candy truffle favors from the appropriately named Moore Tasty Treats. I believe the Facebook Group may be invite-only so let me know if you have trouble accessing the page.

 

Adorable diaper wreath from my sister-in-law Kate and my 6-year old niece Emma. Emma was very proud of her contribution, it was quite cute.

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I’m Baaaaack!

So, Mr. Jennysold and I got back a few Fridays ago (I told you I was slow with travel photos) from our last (for awhile) baby-free vacation and, sadly, my last trip on an airplane for the forseeable future. For someone who inexplicably LOVES going to the airport, and lives for planning her next international adventure, this is somewhat torturous. Yes, I know, new baby, way more important, bigger adventure, all that. And you’re right. Besides, it may not be too bad, as I have done my research and found that most airlines will let a newborn fly as young as 7 days old. And there is a good chance Mr. Jennysold is going to have to go to Europe and/or Australia again for work post-baby: hellooooo tag-along! All hope is not yet lost. Luckily, he took his boring middle-of-nowhere Canada trip next week, past my self-imposed third-trimester “ok to fly” cutoff date. Good that he wasted that one now; I used the time home to watch all those “My Big Fat American Gypsy Wedding” episodes that were piling up on the Tivo. It’s like a misogynistic Redneck Jersey Shore – awesome!

We were in Seattle for the first two nights and spent a day doing the whirlwind “must-sees”: a good meal, Pike Place, the Original Starbucks, the Space Needle, and the EMP museum (which, bonus, still had the Nirvana/punk exhibit up). Touristy, I know. But tell me which of you coming to Philly for the first time won’t: A – go see the Liberty Bell, B – run up the Rocky steps at the Art Museum; C – slide a greasy (read: real) cheesesteak down your maw. Yeah. That’s what I thought too.

The rest of the time was spent in Maui, save the overnight stop in Seattle on the way back. This was the third time we have gone, and it was pretty awesome to recognize everything from having been there a few times before. It was like that when I went to visit my sister’s place in Belgium – the airport was familiar, driving the road to your home for the trip is like second nature, you have a favorite restaurant already, that sort of thing. It just feels, I don’t know… good. Though I must say I was a little upset that the gigantor blow-up gorilla wasn’t by the gas station with the broken credit card system. I was looking forward to that gorilla. Ah well. All in all, the trip was awesome (as it usually is); so much so that I hormonally started to cry when we were dragging the luggage down the hall to go check out. It was kind of pathetic, really, but what can a girl do when pregs but let it out? And do more research on where to go next. I am thinking Munich, Prague, Vienna? Unless Australia creeps up again, in which case, sausages and beer will have to wait :)

Below are a few photos from the trip; there are more of Seattle since we hadn’t been there before. Anyway, enjoy!

 

Starbucks, a touristy must.

 

Pike Place Market

 

Yummy looking produce at the Pike Place Market.

 

There were some surprisingly colorful skies there. A little credit to Lightroom, of course…

 

“The Space Needle is impressive.”
“That’s what she said.”

 

Experience Music Project.

 

The Chihuly Garden and Exhibit that I drug – and I mean DRUG – Mr. Jennysold to.

 

A few scenes from the Four Seasons Maui, including the shuffleboard piece with which I FINALLY beat Mr. Jennysold. At a game, not, like, in a spousal abuse way.

 

The death stare I gave Mr. Jennysold for being able to drink when I couldn’t. See that glass with the lime he’s holding? Seltzer. That’s how exciting I am these days. Livin’ it up!

 

Some scenes from around Maui, including the sunset as viewed from Mama’s Fish House. MMM… Mama’s…..

Aloha

It’s pretty craptastic outside here today: rainy, damp and cloudy. But not the kind of super-pouring-rainy that makes you want to curl up inside with something cozy to do, like watch Sister Wives or bake something which you subsequently overeat. It’s just enough to make you want to stand at the kitchen counter watching YouTube videos while nomming a few cookies before the boredom moves in (which is usually between 5-10 minutes). So, to remedy this – and also in honor of the fact that we go to Maui via Seattle (yes, The Sunshine City, I know) in 9 days – I’ve decided to go into the archives and post a few pics from our ’09 honeymoon to Hawaii. Don’t worry, I’m not going to innundate you with smushyface lovey-dovey pics, because it’s hard to have alot of those when you’re the one taking the photos. And besides, Mr. Jennysold would probably kill me. Anyway…..

 

USS Arizona Memorial. Reflective. Quiet. No pearls.

 

The North Shore. Not included: the awesome Matsumoto Shave Ice

 

We live right around a sub-area of our town called Manoa. Found this on the Manoa Falls hike and wanted to put it on our bathroom door at home. On right: the official Charmin of the Manoa House Toilet.

 

“WARNING. WARNING. WARNING. This hike will kill you.”

 

Early on in the Road to Hana. This is some straight-up right-outta-Lost shit right here. Note the opening to one of the hatches on the left.

 

More randomness from the Road to Hana.

 

Old Lahaina luau

 

Nighttime glow