So the countdown begins... Tonight I'm picking up the maid of honor at the airport, Saturday is manicures/pedicures in the afternoon, and rehearsal dinner in the evening, and Sunday is the big day - hair, make-up, photographs, and bride & bridesmaid revelry. Should be a good time, looking forward to it!
It was such a thoughtful gift, as Sarah and I traveled to Paris and Venice the summer after graduating college. Our goal and pseudo "pact" we made at the end of or first adventure was to make a reunion trip 5-years later. Looks like New York and London are at the top of the list!
Hence - finding a lovely little umbrella is a quest of mine, though I never have much luck. I find that when it comes to forking over $40 for an umbrella, I have a hard time justifying my cause. However, I do like this red polka dot umbrella, very reminiscnent of the chic one Audrey Tautou carries in Amelie.
This weekend a friend introduced me to this popular youtube clip - Grand Central Freeze. As an undergrad art history major I've had my fair share of observing art installations - but this one is pretty impressive. Shout out to ImprovEverywhere, the 70-person NYC improv group that pulled off this monumental and artistic stunt (among others) around the city - kudos! I wish I'd been in Grand Central terminal to see this hilarity in person.
I thought this giraffes in love card by turtlepapers was super cute. A lovey-dovey card perfect for an equally quirky, occasionally awkward, but lovable, someone special.
The last day of school is always bittersweet. The students are oozing energy and excitement, literally wiggling in their seats until those last minutes of their current grade level tick away. But it's sad as a teacher, knowing that this truly is the very last time I'll have this particular group of wonderful students all together in one room. The dynamic of a class is so different every year, and the camaraderie you cultivate from September through June truly comes to a concluding culmination on the last day of school.
I already am finding myself a bit teary, already missing my little 2nd graders that came to me bouncing off the walls, so young and full of life. And today they leave; taller, smarter, and more self assured, ready to tackle the challenges of 3rd grade. All in all - a fabulous year!
My fellow bridesmaid who lent me a dab is about 10 shades tanner than I will ever be (sigh), one of those people whose foundation shade has a name reminiscent of "carmel," whereas my make-up proclaims me to forever be "fresh cream." (Sigh again). Regardless, the gloss looked fabulous on both of us - materializing in completely different but equally well suited shades of pink. It's a miracle!
This Saturday my mom took me grocery shopping and we popped into a neighborhood bakery on my block, where they had fresh rhubarb muffins for sale -hot out of the oven. We devoured these little treats, and after lugging back all my grocery bags I set to find a suitable recipe to repeat on my own. Here's what I found...
Rhubarb Streusel Muffins
1/4 c. chopped nuts
1/2 tsp. cinnamon
1 tbsp. flour
1 tbsp. butter
2 c. cut up rhubarb (1/2 lb.)
1 c. brown sugar, divided
1/2 c. butter, melted
1/4 c. milk
2 c. flour1 tbsp. baking powder
1/2 tsp. baking soda
1/2 tsp. salt
1/2 tsp. cinnamon