photo dump: the wedding edition

I know I have been rather coy about my sister’s wedding, especially about my bridesmaid dress. Then I teased a little, and a little more. Then I got all secretive because it’s the code. But I did offer a little peek. And then…nothing because of lame excuses like back to school and moving a child to college far from home and selfies and PTA rejects and a new tattoo and life.

But, at last, one month later.

Rehearsal because you need to practice.

But before it gets TOO boring…

strike a pose…

or two.

And share hugs.

And eat and drink because the next day Ange and Matt are getting married!

But first we need to get the bridal party ready.


But first let’s strike a few poses…

And melt because it is hotter than balls…even if we aren’t wearing literally 14 layers of tulle, which I imagine is almost as hot as menopausal hot flashes that soak your hair and dress while posing in the hotter than balls sunshine…then again I’m not sure because I have never, ever worn 14 layers of tulle.

Wait. One more pose.

You know, on Pinterest this seemed like a really good idea…

Okay, time to get this party started. The officiant is here and he likes to start on time.


Bridesmaid badge unlocked.

And my sister is a Mrs….soon to be Dr. Mrs

Definitely something worth celebrating with cake.

As soon as they slice it up.

Beautiful adventure. Beautiful day. Beautiful Mr. and Mrs.

Thank you little sister and brother in law for sharing it all with my beautiful family.

I still never get over the fact that I had a part in all this beautiful-ness that is my family…and this picture reminds me of that again.

because it’s the code

Bro code…girl code…what happens in Vegas code…

So then it would follow that there is a bridesmaids code?

There totally should be.

Mother and half my daughters thought so.

Don’t judge the bitch resting face…bridesmaid code people. I look hot!

Besides, sisters prove thatI I can break out a smile…aren’t they incredibly lovely? They are.

So, you want all the details of our night of bridesmaids-bachelorette debauchery in Seattle?

Well, the pregame view was good.

The street views were even better.

complete with rainbows…

and so many unicorn things!

I could tell you so much more about our night of debauchery in Seattle.

I could but the code you know…I must respect the code.

Trust me, it was a good night of bachelorette debauchery and shenanigans. You manage to drink Unicorn Tears and get the piano bar guy to sing Milkshake you know it is a good night.


Oh, and when you get the piano bar guys at Keys on Main to give a shout out to the flower girls not there, you know it was all good.

That’s all because it’s the code, the bridesmaid code.

no place I’d rather be

Traveling to Washington for my sister’s wedding means driving from the 209 to Yakima, Washington – 11+ hours of driving according to Google maps – with 8 stops along the way.

Yes, eight stops.

Traveling with this crazy. Now can you imagine why 8 stops a long the way? Add the crazy Oregon drivers traveling along Interstate 97 at the break neck speed of 50 mph and the road closure at 5:30 PM with literally one lane of a highway open for one mile with NOTHING GOING ON but a mile of road cones, and it ended up being a 16 hour adventure.

But you know what? It was a day spent with my favorite, crazy Hazey-Face, her mama and darling daughter #3. A day with great music, new and old…um, Hanson?

Yes, Hanson.

An attack grasshopper.

No, really.

Abby will never invite a grasshopper along for the ride ever again. Ever.

It was an adventure. But like the poet Rihanna sings, when I am with you there’s no place I’d rather be. Truly.

photo dump #disney60thanniversary edition


Just in case you missed it, Disneyland has been celebrating it’s 60th anniversary this past weekend in a very big way. So in honor of the diamond celebration of the Happiest Place on Earth, I give you a Big Top photo dump of just a very, very small slice of Disneyland memories with my circus act.

1992: The first time is always the most magical time; at least it was for me because it was my first visit ever to The Happiest Place on Earth. Yes, further proof that I was a completely deprived child. Living on Food Stamps and government cheese is okay but to have never visited Disneyland until you are 30 years old?…unreal! But the magic continued as this was the visit where Hollie discovered that, yes, all the balloons she let go to float away did indeed fly to Disneyland and she met one of her best friends for the very first time.

2000: Zoë’s first visit where she was not a sleeping infant who missed the entire Disney experience and where she posed for the picture that she would pose for every single time she has ever visited Disneyland. We will not discuss how sad she is that Toon Town will be no more.

2000- A few months later, we discover just how awesome Disneyland can be when you leave the kids behind!

2007- Are you triplets?, Captain Jack Sparrow asked. He should see them now, the four sisters.

2008- Celebrating the normal milestones because they are a big, fat, freaking deal. Then there is my baby boy’s adorable 7 year old toothless smile…oh my heart!

2008- True story, 6 people got in line behind us to buy Mickey Hands after Daniel demonstrated just how magical they really are.

2009- That one time Hazel Faye walked for the very first time…Disneyland is magic, I tell you!

2010: Ho-Hum, just another half marathon, the 4th one, this time in Disneyland. You just can not imagine how thrilling this moment was.

2013: That one time Disneyland was literally his big sister’s backyard so Daniel flew down to LA by himself to visit big sister, Zoë, and naturally, they played in her backyard.

2015: Home…a home away from home. Thank you Disneyland for all the magic, all the memories. We can’t wait to make more. Just please stop raising the ticket prices so we, and pretty much every other family can!


adventures not under The Big Top

It would seem that we are not the only members of the family circus making adventures and memories this weekend.

…weddings at Coachella…


So sweet, right?

Only if mom and dad are there too.

Remember that, Abigael.

Meanwhile, the neighbors are moving.

and it only took Fallon an hour to find all her fancy Fallon costumes that her mommy packed away.

Because you wear a ballgown, heels and a tiara when you are unpacking in your new home when you are Fancy Fallon.


And Jodie and me? We hiked up a mountain.

Actually it is A Mountain


Perfect morning, perfect view.


Lopes Up!

Forks Up!