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The perfect table for two THREE!

15 Feb

Why so smily and happy? I’ll tell you why.

Happiest girls are the prettiest girlsWes left for work early on Thursday morning, and I got to work with romancing up our house! By the time he would get home, it would be Marvin Gaye central in here!

So, I’m running around the house picking up, watching Adrian and crafting little Valentine’s Day themed crafts…

(Like this heart chain that I hung in the livingroom)

Heart streamer

……..and I hear the doorbell ring.

It could either be another dang salesman or something from my Honey and I was glad that for once, it was not the salesman.  Believe it or not, yes, it was a surprise, because our Valentine’s Day celebration is this weekend in Vegas!

Oh the life of a spoiled girl

Card Chocolate covered strawberries Edible Arrangement packageThere’s something about teddy bears that never grow old 

After getting my package I was determined that my fiancée would not “Out-gift” me (like he always does). So, I got to work again with a little more pep in my step!

I created our own romantic restaurant at home!

I named it Amore Ristorante (Italian for “Love Restaurant”) because we were having very Americanized pasta. The sign also says Featuring head chef, Christine Kay, Please wait to be seated.

I taped it on the inside of my paper rose wreath, and hung it on the exterior of the door so Wes could see it before he walked in…

Amore Ristorante sign

I printed out menus that said “Valentine’s Day Special” and made place settings like we were at a formal sit down dinner.

 A perfect table for two!

Table settings with Menu

Buon Appetito!

Buon Appetito

So, I planned to feed Adrian and let him play in his room with his toys while we ate dinner. Everything was going as planned until Wes walked in the door…

Wes was totally suprised and his smile was pricesless!

However, as soon as he started talking, Adrian’s daddy radar went off and it was break down central until he picked him up. He is always so excited to see him when he gets home (a daddy’s boy).

We just had to make some small changes to our table and then it was perfect!

table for three

Adrian eating pasta

Now you see why I’m the happiest girl? What a wonderful night!

Hope you all had a wonderful Valentine’s Day like I did!

Tata,

Christine Kay

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Where the Wisteria Grew

8 Feb

The Wisteria Grew on Forest Glen Rd, in the suburbs of Virginia.

It was brought to Virginia from Augusta, Georgia. Mother-in-law and Daughter-in-law dug it up together and drove it all the way up the coast to give it a new home.

When it first got there it was just roots, waiting to grow.

It was small like the children that lived there, four sisters.

In the summers they would have wheelbarrow races. Their big, strong father would pile them up inside the wheelbarrow and run them up and down the hills of the yard until he was bone tired, and they still yelled for more.

When the seasons changed, and the colorful leaves fell, their father would rake up huge mounds for the girls to jump in. One by one they would disappear under the crispy leaves.

The girls loved to climb the trees, they had elaborate plans to build a clubhouse on the top of the tallest one, with wooden walkways from tree to tree, so they could live like the Ewoks.

 The winters came and it would often snow, they would go sledding and run into the fence where the mean dogs were. Afterward, their mom would have hot coco waiting, and they would take their soaked jackets and shoes off by the fireplace in the basement.

One Christmas they got a puppy!

He was a West Highland Terrier, as white as snow. They named him Woody after the Woodrow Wilson Bridge, the bridge they drove over into Maryland to get him.

Woody was a hunter and digger as a youngster, he dug up holes all over the yard and it made his master furious.

During the spring their mother would garden a lot, there were always tall stalks of sunflowers, large bushes of Hydrangea’s, tulips, roses, you name it, she had it in the yard at one point.

and the Wisteria grew….

The roots became thick as a tree branch, and wrapped its way around their back porch, eventually it reached up into a nearby tree.

In the summers they would have a party they called “Crabfest”.  They gathered up all of their friends, ate bushels of crabs, listened to music (usually the classics), played games, drank beer -played games while drinking beer, and if the Redskins were playing, the TV would be out on the back porch so everyone could watch.

Their Thanksgiving table started to get full. Before long, many of the daughters had husbands and children. Dinner was always set up buffet style because, there was too much food to put on the table. After dinner, everyone would be sprawled out on the couches in the basement to watch the game. The girls, now women, would banter loudly back and forth with their mother, and the men would pretend not to mind.

Winters were different now, instead of the daughters sledding, their children were. Their mother was now a Nanny, and making coco for the grandkids. The house full of daughters had grown up. Their kids would wrestle and run around the house and their Nanny would always calm them down with some crafts and quiet time.

Christmas time was now a time for the family to reunite in their childhood home. Presents would spill out from under the Christmas tree and the grandkids would be crazy with anticipation to open them.

Before long their dog, Woody, was an old man, he was no longer digging holes and enjoyed resting in the sun next to the wisteria.  He had a long life of 17 years and was laid to rest in the back yard he loved so much. They planted a tree above his grave so he could watch the squirrels and the birds from doggie heaven.

Woodys Tree

and the Wisteria grew….

The Wisteria grew so big and strong that it started to pull down tree branches, the tree itself had grown so big that it was towering over the house.  During the many storms the tree endured, it had become a hazard.

In the Summer, they planned to take it down, but first, they would have one last Crabfest under the tree. They didn’t know it then, but that year was to be the last of the Crabfests. Everyone gathered again as they did year after year. This time the friends also had kids and the yard was full of playing munchkins. The games had changed into supervising the splashing in the baby pool and rolling around in the sand box. The drinking had decreased drastically, and the conversations were a lot more…edited.

The next day, all the daughters, husbands and children were there, ready to take down their family tree.

Piece by piece it came down, the father, the son-in-laws, the oldest of the grandsons worked as the women watched with the kids. The house was safe now, but different. The time had changed and the world was somehow different, they knew it was the beginning of a new era.

The daughters went back to their homes. Spreading from California to Massachusetts, they had found their own lives and had their own families now.

It was time for the parents to retire and explore, and that’s just what they did.

They bought a smaller house in the south where they were born and raised. The Mother dug up the Wisteria, just as she had done in Georgia those many years ago.

 It would return to the south once again, just like they would.

Roots as thick as a tree.

Christine Kay

Wysteria

I’ll dream of a dream of you.

6 Jan

Today is the day that my family will say their goodbye’s to my Nanny and her physical self. My Nanny passed away on the 20th of December, right before Christmas. It had been many years…way too many years since I had seen her but your feelings for a person like her could never fade or change.

Not seeing her for that long and then realizing you will never see her again is a hard pill to swallow but, I chopped the pill up and I’m swallowing it piece by broken piece.

It comes with the territory thought doesn’t it?…It comes with loss. There’s always more you could have done, something you wish you would have said, more time you wish you could have had. The psychologist in me knows it’s a process.

My family is all in Georgia and I am here in California. It’s times like these that I wish I wouldn’t have gone so far away but, you have to follow your heart and take chances.  I just wish I could have been there during this time for some closure.

Would it had given me any closure?  I don’t know…. At times I don’t even think so.

I think closure comes from within.

My twin had a dream that Nanny came to her like an Angel telling her that she is ok and she loves us.

I believe it was her.

I know that she has a lot of people to see.  I just hope one day she gets to come see me.

❤ Christine Kay ❤

Suga Booga

21 Dec

She was a vibrant and loving woman with kind, smiling eyes. 

She gave soft smooches and her hugs were always tight.

With her  thick southern accent she loved to call the little ones “Suga Booga”

I loved when she would sing songs and tell me stories while we swung together on her front porch.

I would snuggle her feathery white hair and hold her soft hands.

Even her hands told a story, she lost the tip of her finger working in a sugar mill as a young adult. She used to wiggle it and call it her nub and I’d laugh.

She was a hard-working woman who did  everything she could for her family. The kind of woman to really look up to. 

She taught me how to show big love through small things like cooking.

I will miss seeing her in her kitchen while I sat on the chair in the corner watching her.

She was a great baker, chicken fryer and sweet tea maker.

Like any true Southern woman she had a love for gardening and she was proud of her flowers.

I will miss our strolls along the lake behind her house to the Flower Nursery, where she worked from time to time.

The kids used to run to the dock at the lake and go fishing. I don’t think anyone ever caught anything from that little pier, it was just a part of being there.

 She used to say a lot of  one-liners like “Bless your heart” and she always said she was “older than dirt”. 

She was funny. 

She used to drive like a “Bat outta hell”, drank black coffee like water and smoked unfiltered Lucky Strikes. 

She was a rebel.

She liked to watch movies and oo7 was her favorite but mostly because of Pierce Brosnan, her heart-throb. 

She raised a perfect gentleman in my father and taught him that no matter what, there is nothing more important than family. These values she taught him and he has passed to me and my sisters.

She was my Nanny and she brought so much joy into my life.

Her love was truly one of a kind.

Even though my heart is broken from losing her, I am comforted to know that she is an angel looking down on all of us from heaven.

Nanny,

 I love you to the moon and back and will miss you dearly. I will hold on tight to these favorite memories of you until I see you again in heaven.

Rest with the Angels,

Chrissy ~your little Suga Booga

“Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves a memory no one can steal”

Momma makes Christmas cheer!

20 Dec

It’s been such a busy year wow! Adrian is now 9 months old and just started taking his first steps! Time really flies by when you are a new parent. It’s coming up on our first Christmas as a new family and I am so excited!

Wes and I made our first venture out to the stores on Black Friday this year. We went to Walmart to brave the crazies together but it wasn’t as bad as I imagined. We came to the conclusion that the baby items weren’t what people go crazy over. We pretty much just grabbed our VTech toys without a fuss! There were really long lines and a hustle and bustle over all of the electronics though! We bought almost all of Adrian’s presents for practially nothing so i’d have to say, I’m officially a Black Friday shopper.

On that note, all of our gifts are wrapped and under the tree…..I made what I call “The baby barricade” to go around it in the hopes that Adrian wouldn’t pull the tree down on top of himself. So far, So good!

Baby barricade

It’s a awesome feeling to write your little ones name on the wrapping paper for the first time. Really makes you think of where you were at a year ago in life. I always said I’d never had kids…..I would have missed out on the best part of life!

Adrian from mom and dadI used to take pride in my ability to wrap the perfect present. Tucked in nice and tight with no visible edges and topped with a corresponding bow and ribbon. Those days are over now. All the presents under the tree are ugly, lopsided boxes and toys! Yes, it was a struggle for me to wrap these presents.

I had to keep reminding myself that it would be easier for Adrian to open but the perfectionist in me wanted to tuck and tape every bump!

PresentsI can’t wait for Adrian to open his very first present on Christmas morning!

On top of all the wrapping and baby chasing I have spent a lot of my time Christmas crafting, cooking, and baking!

This is my first attempt at a wreath! Cost about $3.00 to make and I think it turned out fairly well! (My hot glue gun has become my weapon of choice these days)

WreathI made a few cinnamon ornaments that I love, love, love! They are glittery and smell wonderful! My plan next year is to make a dazzled out cinnamon ornament wreath! (Yes, I am a complete glitter ADDICT!)
Cinnamon ornamentsI also made a few of these snowflake garlands and hung them up on a pre-lit garland I already had before. This was a fun project to do because you never really know what your snowflake is going to look like until you open it!

Snow flake garlandEven though Adrian is still very young and can’t remember this Christmas,I wanted to makeit a very memorable one. This Christmas I wanted to start our family traditions and really get into the Christmas spirit. I made plans for us to do a fun activity every weekend of December.

Our first weekend we went to the Del Mar racetrack to see the lights! We left late in the evening so it was nice and dark, picked up some warm drinks from Starbucks and drove around to see the lights from the comfort of our car. (with the Christmas music bumping of coarse)  This lit tunnel was my favorite part.

LightsThe second weekend I spent doing Christmas crafts for my family. (I won’t spoil their surprise so I’ll share those after Christmas)

and finally this past weekend Wes and I made our first Gingerbread house! We bought a kit at Trader Joe’s and it was the real deal! We had so much fun putting it together and Adrian had even more fun eating it! 🙂

Gingerbread house

Some Christmas Traditions that I plan on starting are: Adopting a family in need,  A new ornament and snowglobe every year, Gingerbread house making together, and a Christmas Eve box which is basically a box you open on Christmas eve as a family that has nighty outfits, snacks and a new Christmas movie or book. I saw this idea on pinterest and I loved it.

What are some Holiday traditions that your family does every year? I’d love to hear! 🙂

Until next time……

❤ Christine Kay

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