Mother’s Day Getaway~ 2

Day 1 (cont.)

~Noon~

April’s idea of a lovely Mother’s Day treat was for all the ladies in the family to head on over to The Clique in Lindon, to get a pedicure–all at the same time! Now I’ve never had a pedicure before in all my life and I have to say–it was positively heavenly!

First they soaked our feet in these little warm jacuzzi foot baths. Some of us ancient folk had to have double time in this phase. Ok, so these old feet haven’t been baby soft in a long time–so between you and me, I didn’t mind the extra time and attention. It felt fabulous!

I always thought that I’d be mortified to have a foot massager give me a foot massage or rub warm lotion on my legs and feet, or that I’d be too embarrassed to just sit there and let someone else do the work of making my feet…actually pretty. But the ladies at The Clique were just adorable–they helped us all feel relaxed and comfortable–so comfortable in fact, that I nearly fell asleep at one point. And oh, how good it felt to just sit back and let it all happen.

After nearly an hour of pure pampering, there was only one thing left to do…

–choose the perfect color! And choose we did–each matching our…um….unique personalities. Then, some of the girls found the perfect boots to go with those fancy new feet. But we’ll be wearing sandals for a while yet. I mean, honestly, no way we’re hiding these pretty little pinkies.  :}

If you haven’t had a pedicure before–do it, do it! Your toes will thank you. And if you’re in the neighborhood–check out The Clique. Sincerely, our feet never felt so good!

Thanks, April~we love you.

Clockwise from the top we have mine, then April’s, then Lyndi’s, then Emily’s and Kortney. Jillian’s weren’t quite finished when we got the picture. But she chose a beautiful pink with silver glitter.

Mother’s Day Getaway~ 1

Day 1

~Morning~

This year, Mother’s Day was all about doing whatever each of the Mother’s in my life wanted to do–whatever that was. So for little Lyndi, the day started with breakfast at Kneaders, where they were serving…

Strawberry French Toast with whipped cream.

And get this–the sign said, “Moms. Eat. Free.”  Oh, my.

It was a totally adorable set-up with a tent outside and two cute little fellows doing valet parking. Anything to pamper all those moms. There was a line clear out the door, but it moved fast and everyone was happy and chatting the whole time.

I know we made it worth their while because we brought nearly the whole crew with us, whether or not they were mamas yet. And of course, they had to eat too, you know. Hey Miss Chompy–you gonna eat that piece?  :}

I mean, seriously, who can resist Kneaders for Pete’s sake?

Not us. That’s who.

We took a box of…um…extras with us, just for the Heck of it. No, no…I’m not going to eat those all by myself. I can share…if I make up my mind to do it. And get a load of that Chocolate Mousse Bomb. Ho-lee-cow.

Food, folks and fun. Perfect way to start the day–if we do say so ourselves.

Thank you Kneaders–we positively LOVE you!!

Stay tuned for Mother’s Day Getaway~ Day 1 “Afternoon” coming tomorrow.  :}

Mother’s Day Getaway~ Preview

I’m excited to show you every little detail of our Mother’s Day getaway but I have a stack of Bridal Shower invitations to address–that, alas–won’t wait. So this little teaser snippet will have to do–for now. I should have the photos sorted by Monday…hee hee.

Oh. My. Goodness. We had so much fun!

Things That Make Me Smile

That big bright Super-moon that we saw ultra-up-close the other night. We stood out on the deck and stared at it for 20 minutes–just so we could say we did it.

The very first lilac rose of the year–pretty little shy thing. I almost didn’t see it all hidden away in the back there.

The garden all tilled and ready to plant–later this week…I hope. It’s an odd thing to have both my boys gone now. I keep waiting for my “garden army” to show up and get it all planted…but alas. I may just be on my own this time around. Even so, there’s something so full of promise about a garden ready to plant.

He-man…fast asleep…wherever I am…again…

with his sister She-ra Princess of Power. Or so they think.

That funny little plant that the Bald Kid named “Pandora” before he left. You may recall that it actually died once and came back to life unexpectedly. Crazy cool thing.

A well placed stained glass birdy of some sort, shining and catching the light in my window. Finch, I think.

A brave little strawberry that’s just barely poking it’s head out. Hide all you like–Miss Chompy will find you. :}

A new project that will eventually entertain the little, soon-to-be-grabbing fingers that we have around here.

The sleepy bit of pixie dust that is ours to hold and bounce and pat and kiss…as long as he’ll let us. Hopefully that’s a long, long time.

What makes you smile on this lovely Wednesday?

The Fairy World

Ever since I was a little girl, I’ve had a thing for fairies. I love the magic of them, the fluttering, the sparkle, the pointy toes, the wings–all of it. So for Christmas one year, my daughter Lyndi gave me a Hallmark Flower Fairy. This one is the Marigold Fairy.

At the time, I had no idea that there’d be a new one each year. This is the Bluebell Fairy.

I have them hanging–each one, from a tiny piece of embroidery floss on the canopy of my bed. They just kind of float there and when the window is open, or the cool air comes on, they flutter just enough to look like they’re…

real.  This is the Rose Fairy.

Yes, I know–this little soul is missing something. Miraculously, she escaped one day and had a lovely time playing with a human child, and it cost her her wings. She doesn’t look too unhappy about her plight. This is the Lily Fairy.

In all the years since we started collecting, we’ve only missed one–the Pansy Fairy. There must have been something big going on that Christmas. I’ve seen her on line, but she’s become a collector’s item, so, well…yeah…we won’t be getting that one. :}

This is the Poinsetta Fairy.

Here are my newest ones. This is the little Mistletoe Fairy and she’s blowing a kiss to…

her little sweetheart. He is the Holly Fairy. I’m not sure how long Hallmark will keep it up, but I’m game if they are. These little guys make me think of Scotland and Ireland where they pretty much take for granted that fairies are still hiding out in the woods. I love that. Probably, I should just move there and find a little thatched roof cottage by a brook where I can put out fairy cakes and berries in little tiny teacups. Then I’d just sit by the window and wait. After all this time, it’s still true.

I do believe in fairies.