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greetings from my couch.

You guys.  Crosby is currently at preschool (day 3 and I we’re all still emotionally intact!) and Willa is taking a nap and it’s 10:30 in the morning and I’m just… sitting on my couch… drinking coffee… and taking bites out of a giant chunk of Beemster cheese. (Don’t you dare judge me until you’ve tried it.) But like, what world is this that I’m living in right now?  Up until this week, mornings are usually pure chaos and full of activity.  It’s typically when we’d have some kind of outing or adventure or errand.  It’s usually go go gadget.  But I’m realizing now that Crosby is in school 4 days a week, 2.5 hours a day, and Willa still takes a morning nap, which means I have like, free time?  Excuse me while I wrap my head around this.

It’s glorious.

Every day after preschool (so 2 days so far. lolz.) I ask Crosby what he did at school. And according to him so far, he has seen his teacher, blew bubbles and drank water.  So.  Chances are, he’s going to be president one day.  (I didn’t say president of what.)  But honestly, it has been so adorable to see how much fun he’s been having.  The end of his “day” is always playground time, which is where I pick him up.  And both days he’s come running into my arms, sweaty and excited.  Then he quickly turns around and runs back to the playground but whatever.  His teacher has informed me that he’s very sweet and well-behaved and that makes me feel like I just won the lottery.  Also the director of the preschool told me she saw Crosby going down the slide on the first day and he just kept shouting, “this is so much fun!”  Ugh.  So proud of my boy.

Moving on!  So many of you gave me great recipe ideas after my last blog post, thank you!  I love any interaction with readers because sometimes it seems like I’m just talking to myself over here.  (You wish.)  Anyways, you’ll be happy to hear that last night I made a delicious homemade feast.  That consisted of a bag of Trader Joes vegetable fried rice, lovingly ripped open and heartwarmingly heated on the stove.  (No for serious guys, the stove made my chest warm.)  I plated the rice alongside an artisanal cheese stick and a few raspberries that were harvested locally.  In Mexico.

Ok ok, so I haven’t exactly been Julia Child this week but in my defense, Casey worked all day yesterday and then went straight to golf so I was single mom-ing all day about by dinner time I was just like, nope.  But stay tuned because next week!  I’m all in for making some new recipes.  If I make any winners, I’ll share them.  With my kids.

Speaking of which, it’s time to go pick up my firstborn from school!  I wonder what kind of adventures he’ll share with me today.  Maybe he found a stick.  Or maybe he saw a bird.  Time will tell….

 


thursday things.


1. I’ve been attempting to read 4 different parenting books for the past 2 months.  But I can’t seem to make it through any of them… is this a bad sign?  That I’m not more enthralled by the books that are supposed to guide me in raising my small human?  Meh.  Can someone just please tell me how to keep my kid from tossing all of his food off of his high chair?  That’s all I really need to know, anyway.  I’ve got everything else completely handled. (hahahahahahahahahaha)

2. PSA of the day:  Just say no to the bulk candy bins at Ikea.  Trust me.

3. It’s Mr. That’s Me in the Middle’s birthday this weekend!  I have something planned for him but just realized that he likely won’t like anything I have planned unless it includes football and a couch.  So.  He’s gonna have a shitty birthday.

4. Last week I admitted my love for Felicity.  So it should come as no surprise that I also love the show Gilmore Girls.  (Every dude reading this is rolling their eyes, I’m sure.  All 2 of you.)   Anyways, have you heard the great news that Netflix is bringing it back?!!  Word is that they’re going to create four 90min episodes to air next year and I will probably binge watch them all in one day.  Any other nerds wants to join me?

5. Casey and I are on a fairly strict budget, and so I’m constantly trying to find cheaper alternatives to things.  One thing that’s been hard for me is coffee.  I’ve admittedly become somewhat of a coffee snob since moving to Portland.  I typically buy Stumptown, but that shiz is expensive, especially at the rate we chug it.  I’ve tried a few of the cheaper options from Trader Joe’s and they’ve all tasted like church.  So does anyone have any delicious, cheap, everyday coffee recommendations?

6. Crosby started walking last week! :)  While I was in New York. :(  The 5 days of his whole life that I’m not around and he takes off walking without me.  I mean sure, he’d taken 10-15 steps before I left so at least got to see his actual first steps. But he waited until I was gone to officially switch from crawling to walking.  Sob.  But on the bright side… there’s nothing cuter.

7. Speaking of New York, I have a bunch of pictures that I’ve been wanting to share.  But my storage is full on my computer and we can’t seem to transfer my photos to our hard drive and sometimes I really hate technology grumble grumble.  Sometimes I miss the days of disposable cameras and Nokia cell phones and zebra cakes.

8. I’ve had the song “Live Like You Were Dyin'” in my head for approximately 17 months.  Why.  Help. What is happening to me.  Is this what a stroke feels like.

9. I was going through old drafts in my email and I happened upon an old bumpdate that I wrote when I was 38 weeks pregnant that I never got around to publishing (because I ended up birthing a human that day, nbd.)  So crazy!!  Should I post it?  Would that be weird?  Probably?  Wouldn’t it be weirder to delete it though?  Maybe I should just save it?  Don’t you think?  Does anyone care?  Why aren’t you answering me?

10. Casey and I had an embarrassingly long conversation about fall daylight savings time the other day because we could NOT figure out which way we’ll need to adjust Crosby’s sleep schedule.  It was ridiculous.  But I think we’ve figured it out!  For any other parents that might be wondering, if you want to keep your kid on their normal schedule, you’ll need to push their bedtime an hour later in order to adjust to the time change.  I think.  But then reverse it, and then do it backwards.  Twice.  Now rub your stomach and pat your head and pray to the sleep angels for their sweet mercy.


thursday things.

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1. Yesterday I realized that the tune of Twinkle Twinkle Little Star is the same as the tune of the ABC song.  And also basically the same as Baa Baa Black Sheep. Did everyone know this but me?  The saying is true, you do learn something new every day.  Especially when your kid has 3 xylophones.

2. The other day I spent a solid 15 minutes rummaging through our house looking for a pencil.  I never found one.  Which kind of amazed me.  How do we not own a single pencil?  Are we just that far removed from the days of pencil-using?  How did I think this was interesting enough to write about?  How are you even still reading this?

3. Crosby has an alter ego that comes out when he’s either extremely grumpy or causing trouble. We call him Crosley Hutchinson.  Hutch, for short.  Hutch has a tendency to make an appearance between 4 and 6pm every night and for the most part, he has an aversion to wearing pants.

4. You know how sometimes when you eat a piece of gum from the bottom of your purse and it tastes like… purse?  Well, the other day I ate a mint at the bottom of the diaper bag (it was in a plastic wrapper, you dirtballs) … and well, it tasted like diaper bag.  So, lesson learned.

5. The other day, the dogs and Crosby and I were on our daily early morning walk when I got an alert on my phone that tickets to a show I wanted to see were going to be posted online in 5 minutes.  We were about 20 minutes from home, so I needed to haul ass.  Of course that was the day that I had somehow left the house without a bra on (I have no idea how?) so hurrying home was just not in the cards.  I attempted to power-walk as smoothly as possible and got home 7 minutes after the tickets were posted, and they were all gone.  Whomp whomp.  My boobs and I are really disappointed.

6. Speaking of our morning walks, does anyone have any podcast recommendations for me?  I’ve pretty much listened to every single episode of Mortified and Nerdist and I need something else to fill my earholes.  I like things that take little-to-no effort or brain power.  Derp derp.  Please and thank you.

7. Remember when Crosby used to sleep flat on his face?  That was a fun phase.  Thankfully he’s past that… but now he sleeps with his baby blanket (spare me the lecture), and every so often I’ll look at the monitor and see that he’s somehow managed to get it wrapped around his dang head.   I always rush in his room and unwrap him and he’s fine, but his head is gushing sweat.  I don’t want to take the blanket away from him though because he loves to fall asleep holding on to it.  Might be time to install the sleep monitor again.  Might also be time to stock up on more wine.

8. Casey and I just finished watching season 1 of the The Comeback on Amazon Prime.  Has anyone ever seen it?  Omg, it is the most uncomfortable thing to watch.  Like, I get anxiety watching it because Phoebe is so awkward.  (Is that how you guys feel reading my blog??)  It’s kind of awesome.  Try it!

9. So hey, who here is on snapchat?  I am, but I just creepily follow people and don’t actually… snap…?  Truth is, I don’t get how to do it.  I tried once but it’s too confusing.  I miss the days of pencils.

10. How much coffee is too much coffee?  Like, per day?  A friend is wondering…


a post about our trip to san francisco and napa. but mostly it’s a post about food.

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Our trip to San Francisco has come and gone, and all I have to show for it is a sizeable decrease in my bank account and a few extra pounds that have taken up residence on my ass.  The true marks of a great vacation.  Is what I always say.  To make myself feel better.  About coming back from vacation fatter and poorer.  This is getting sad.  It’s supposed to be happy!  Because we had a great trip!  Here let me tell you all about it!  Do these exclamation points help!

When Casey and I were first deciding where to go for our 5-year anniversary trip, San Francisco immediately popped into my mind because A. I love it, B. Casey had never been there, and C. It’s proximity to Portland.  It’s not super far, but since we did have to fly there, it still seemed pretty vacation-y.  Which are important characteristics when you’re leaving your kid for the very first time.  (He did great while we were gone, BTW.  So did I!  I swear! Are these exclamation points still working! K!)

Let’s just dive right into the pictures, shall we?

shawnnathompson_sanfran_25The very first thing we did when we got into the city was rent bikes and bike across the Golden Gate Bridge and into Sausalito.  I’ve always wanted to do it and I thought it’d be a great way for us to see some of the quintessential tourist spots at the same time.  It was amazingly fun.  Except wearing a used helmet.  That’s never fun.

shawnnathompson_sanfran_24 shawnnathompson_sanfran_23Bucket list type of ish happening right about here.  Seriously so cool, but also?  Windy, high, narrow, soaking palms. Are all other ways to describe it.


shawnnathompson_sanfran_21Casey: “No more selfies while we’re biking over a giant bridge, k?”

shawnnathompson_sanfran_22This view this view THIS VIEW!


shawnnathompson_sanfran_20And hey, how about we agree that’s enough pictures of us bike riding?

Is it bike riding or riding bike? Who decides these things?

shawnnathompson_sanfran_27shawnnathompson_sanfran_28After Sausalito we took the ferry back to San Francisco rather than biking back across the bridge, because have you seen that hill into Sausalito??? That hill is not on my bucket list.

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shawnnathompson_sanfran_30Irish coffees at the Buena Vista Cafe are da bomb!  (sorry)  They’re really good.  We stopped here for a bike break and saddled up at the bar, as we do, and there was a couple sitting next to us who we were SURE were father/daughter but then he put his hand on her knee in a not fatherly way and I’m not sure why I’m telling you this story. But the coffee, the coffee is really good.


shawnnathompson_sanfran_9If only this photo could be a scratch-and-sniff.

shawnnathompson_sanfran_7Ahh the Ferry Building.  Also known as “Wear stretch pants next time” Building.  I’m pretty sure I read that on a plaque somewhere…  We had skipped breakfast on this particular day, so we took it upon ourselves to try a selection of things from a plethora of establishments.  Which is a fancy way of saying we ate a lot.  If you happen to be headed here sometime soon, might I suggest the ahi tuna poke at the San Francisco Fish Company and the lemongrass pork noodles at The Slanted Door?  (We were tipped off to the pork noodles by approx. 10 friends, so I feel it is my duty to pay it forward.)  Then grab a couple of macarons at Miette and a coffee at Blue Bottle and you’re good to go!  You can skip the chocolate milk at Cowgirl Creamery, because Casey says it was meh.  And Casey is a choco milk connoisseur.   But their cheese looked like heaven on Earth.  So, maybe try that.


shawnnathompson_sanfran_5shawnnathompson_sanfran_6shawnnathompson_sanfran_18While we’re (always) on the subject of food, we met up with some friends for dinner one night at Burma Love.  Which we would HIGHLY recommend!  So delicious, it was.  But our very favorite meal the entire trip was at Park Tavern.  We ordered the game hen in truffle butter and I practically weeped the next morning when I realized we forgot to put my leftovers in the mini fridge the night before.  Travesty.  What’s the ruling on cooked game hen that’s been out all night?  Can someone tell me for future reference?

shawnnathompson_sanfran_17Sadly, I could not sleep in at all the entire trip.  For no other reason than my body is just used to getting up at the buttcrack of dawn.  Each night I’d wake up numerous times throughout the night and then be up for the day by 6.  Isn’t that just the saddest thing you’ve ever heard?  But dry your eyes little grasshoppers!  The silver lining of waking up early in a hotel room is that you can watch Gilmore Girls in bed.  Happy vacation to me!

shawnnathompson_sanfran_16You know what I really love about Chinatown?  Not just the little trinket shops and dim sum restaurants, although those are all lovely, but the apartments and homes above them.  I love seeing the little old women poking their heads out of their windows and hollering to their husbands below.  I think it’s charming to see the clothes pinned across the fire escape to dry.  I love when the little kiddos faces flash past the windows as they run from room to room.  It’s so thrilling to me, all that life happening right above where we shop and eat.  You know what I mean?  I kept saying to Casey, all these people live here!  We’re just here on a vacation but they actually live here.  How exciting!  Well, exciting until they see me peeking into their windows.  Then I’m sure it gets a little weird.

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shawnnathompson_sanfran_11Second trip to Miette.  Not sorry about it.  I ended up getting those candies up there.  See them?  Yah, those.


shawnnathompson_sanfran_8Ahh Mr. Holmes Bakehouse, home of the cruffin.  Guys, listen.  I know that the whole cruffin/duffin/cronut phenomenon is a bit trendy and snobnoxious.  But when something tastes as good as ^^this^^, I will happily wait in line with the rest of Instagram to get mine.  SO GOOD.

shawnnathompson_sanfran_4Ok ok enough food already!  So then we went to Napa for approximately 24 hours.  Just enough time to visit 4 vineyards and eat 2.5 delicious meals.  The .5 is the “leftover” cruffins we ate on the way there on Friday.  (Are they considered leftovers if we only bought them 2 hours earlier?  Yes.  Is the answer we’re looking for.)  Oops, sorry, we’re talking about food again.

shawnnathompson_sanfran_26shawnnathompson_sanfran_14^^This place^^ was THE most beautiful winery I’ve ever been to. (Thanks A&A!)  It’s in a cave and the wine is insane and everything is extremely elegant and sophisticated.  Everything.  Except… that they use Softsoap handsoap in the bathrooms?  I mean, there is absolutely nothing wrong with Softsoap.  We’ve bought Softsoap before.  It just surprised me that this winery, with an LED light installation on the ceiling of the bathroom, had a row of Softsoaps lined up next to the sinks.  I mean, I guess if you’re going to save money somewhere it might as well be on hand soap, right?…

Yah, I’m not sure what’s wrong with me.  I need to get a life, pronto. 

Anyways, Softsoap and all, it was amazing.  We bought one bottle of wine there that cost Crosby his freshman year of college.  Sorry, kid.  Freshman year is overrated anyways.  #not

Processed with VSCOcam with 6 presetThis day also happened to be our actual 5-year anniversary day.  So.  Smoochies must be smooched.


shawnnathompson_sanfran_3Another beautiful winery, where we tasted wine at 9:45 AM.  WHAT IS THIS LIFE.


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Annnnnd then we left.  Which means we’re done with the pictures.  Which also means you made it to the end of this post. Great job, blog soldiers.  Thanks for indulging me.  And another big huge thank you to my mom and stepdad, who took perfect care of our little guy while we were gone.  Couldn’t have done it without you!

Ok sorry, one more photo! And one last happy 5th anniversary to my guy.  Love you more than cruffins and game hen, Mr. T.

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thank.full.

IMG_8342Today I am thankful for….

  • Grainy iphone selfies with my family. #felfies?
  • My sweet, chubby, serious and curious, baby boy.
  • Good friends, a few of whom will be coming over to celebrate Thanksgiving with us today.
  • My sister-in-law, for her killer cheesecake recipe.
  • My mom, for texting me said cheesecake recipe when I told her I couldn’t find it but really was just too lazy to look very hard.
  • My whole family actually, Casey’s too. We’ve got some good ones.
  • Being a meat-eater again, because last years tofurkey just didn’t hit the spot…. the way a real dead animal does.  <—- Yeesh.  Oh man… having second thoughts…
  • Ok let’s be honest, I’m thankful for all the beige Thanksgiving foods.
  • Coffee. Because coffee.
  • New mom friends, who understand the importance of discussing the color of our baby’s poop.
  • My baby.
  • My bloggity blog readers. High-fives all around.
  • Dry shampoo.
  • Wine. Of all ages and ethnicities.
  • Finally being able to fit into a few of my more forgiving pre-baby jeans.
  • Maternity jeans, because they could actually be rebranded as Thanksgiving pants.
  • The fact that Christmas tree farms open tomorrow.  Yes, we will be first in line.
  • Crosby.
  • Our new car. No, it’s not a minivan. But it does make me feel responsible and mom-ish.  And it does have a steering wheel warmer, which is a game changer for my Nightmare Before Christmas hands.
  • Christmas movies and music, moving into the rotation.
  • My dogs, for still loving me just as much even though I give them about 67% less attention than I used to, pre-baby.
  • My husband, for loving me just as much as much even though I give him about 67% less attention than I used to, pre-baby.
  • My husband for being such a good papa to our baby.
  • Did I mention my baby?

And hey, happy Thanksgiving back!


when the parents come to town.

Hi loves!

How is your week going? I’m struggling to find my mojo this week. Which typically happens after we have a particularly stellar weekend, like we just did.  My mama and stepdad were here and just left yesterday morning, so my usual “case of the Monday’s” has crept into Tuesday as well.  Blerg.

The parents actually drove here from MN to bring us some really amazing stuff for our house and to get rid of pass on some of my childhood boxes.  More on that later.  I still can’t believe that they made that trek for us.  We haven’t even made the drive from OR to MN yet!  But we’re so grateful that they did.  Both Casey and I got really lucky in the parent department.  Best in the world, if you ask me.

Friday we played hooky from work and went whitewater rafting, as one usually does with their parents.  Right?  It was so so amazing.  But sweet little baby jeebus, that water was facking cold!  Saturday was spent thrifting for homey stuff, hitting up as many food carts as possible and hanging out in general.  And on Sunday us ladies tended to Urban Outfitters and coffee while our guys built a bench from scratch.  I’m still in awe over that.  It looks like a bench and is sturdy and everything!  Proud of those boys.

In true parent fashion, they dropped me off at work yesterday before leaving town to head back to the motherland.  I held it together pretty well as we hugged on the street corner.  But as soon as I walked away (in my backpack no less, like a giant child) I immediately missed my mama.  And there’s something about them driving away rather than flying, I could physically feel the distance between us growing with every minute.  

It’s always difficult, the saying goodbye part of the program.  Which is a given since we live so far away from our favorite people.  And I don’t think we’ll ever quite master it.  It might even get more difficult each time.  But that’s life?  And we should be grateful for the time we do get to spend together?  Or whatever you’re supposed to say to make yourself feel better when you miss someone?

Despite my whining, it was such a good time.  Here is some photographical evidence, if you care to see…

rafters[ nothing says Good Morning like 50 degree water, up my shorts.  heyo! ]familybig [ I found a Zoltar machine, just like in the movie Big!  But my fortune was less than life-changing… it said something about returning my Netflix on time.  Which sucks because I was really looking forward to playing the floor piano at FAO Schwartz and getting an apartment in the city with a giant trampoline and bunk beds. And yelling, “$187 DOLLARS!”…. Sigh.  ]  coffeeJPGgrub[ a parent’s first falafel must be documented. ]mamaandme[ we did not plan the red sweatshirt/black yoga pants thing.  we just have a tendency to show up wearing the same thing.  even when we’re under the same roof.  great minds… and all of that.  ] woodsman  woodsman2[ our proud bench-builders. ]groupy

Ma & Tim, we love and miss you so much.  Thank you for your zucchini bread, your woodworking skills, your mutual adoration of popcorn, your cravings for middle-class ice cream, your love for your granddog, and mostly for loving and supporting us the way you do…yourewelcome