My Perfect Lake Day

Let me just tell you.  There isn’t much that is more opposite of living in Los Angeles than packing everything up and heading to our favorite lake house in Burdett, New York.

One of my favorite parts about heading to the part of the country where Brad grew up is when I tell people I’m going on vacation to New York.  You see them immediately think of sky scrapers and shopping and Broadway and subways and crowds of people.  They ask where I’m staying and what I’m doing.  They expect days of crazy plans and lots of hustle and bustle.

No, no, no.

Here’s how the lake works.

We hop onto this big jet plane, typically sometime just before midnight, and we do our very best to get a few hours of sleep before landing minutes after sunrise somewhere on the east coast.  This time, it happened to be Newark.

IMG_5317We rub our eyes, we reset our watches, and we scramble down the terminal to a much smaller gate where we are shuffled with about twenty other travelers onto a plane that I like to pretend is my very own private jet.

IMG_5321The propellers spin and whir. Brad falls back asleep.  I – the “expert” traveler – am the one who never gets comfortable in those tiny planes.  We are only up in the air for about an hour.

The airport we land at has one baggage terminal.  It has maybe two gates.  The air feels heavier than Los Angeles.  The people seem calmer.  The trees are infinitely more green.

We drive down to the house where we are staying.  The road is definitely not paved.  It is lined with grapevines and a dog or a chicken or two putting around.

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We pull up to the house and Brad is down on the dock before you can blink.  He grew up here.  He feels the most at peace next to this lake.IMG_5807 Not that I can blame him.  All of the stress and noise of big city living fades away here.  All you can hear is the heavy trickle of a creek draining rainwater down off of the hills.  The sky is the bluest blue I can imagine.  Clouds hardly look real, floating in the sky like they were placed just where they were meant to be.  Water gently laps past the dock.  Sun beats down, and I remember how long it’s been since I’ve had a tan.IMG_5783Brad finds a handful of old fishing rods and it is vacation time in full swing.
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While he untangles the lines and fiddles with lures, it’s my opportunity for a day-after-red-eye nap in the loft – the only room in the place with any type of air conditioning.IMG_5382Later, we head down to the Marina in search of dinner and a little sight-seeing.
IMG_5346 We explore the new fancy hotel restaurant in town.  We have a wonderful dinner, discover a new type of clams (Tiger Clams) and I get about a zillion mosquito bites.IMG_5985 Just before the sun sets, we decide to head back to the lake house for the evening.IMG_5351

Brad tries his hand once more at catching a perch.  Or a salmon, because apparently his uncle has caught one in the lake before…

Really, he tries to catch anything other than seaweed.  But nothing is nibbling.

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Meanwhile, I sit by my fisherman husband on the dock with a glass of rosé.  I watch as the sun sinks behind the trees and turns the sky wild pastels of pink, orange and blue.  I breathe in the humidity and let it frizz my hair into a wavy mess.  I enjoy the quiet.  I forget all about traffic.  I laugh and tell stories with family.  I try my hand – and fail – at fishing.

IMG_5961The sun is gone for the day.  We see a million stars that you could never see in Los Angeles.  We watch the fireflies and sit close to the citronella candles.  And just before 11pm, we can’t keep our eyes open any longer.  We head to bed and dream until we can do almost the same thing tomorrow.

There’s really nothing like the lake in the summer.

xoxo

 

March Madness Roundup

In like a lion, out like a lamb, right?

I feel like that March lamb is still on it’s way, but the lion that was this March sure kept us on the run.

I thought today I’d share a look back at all of the places I went in March and all of the things I did.  Because usually, it’s a line up of market photos and delicious dinners, but this month it’s from coast to coast (twice), with a lot of amazing events and people in between.

We kicked off the month with packing up all of our food for terminate extermination.  This was a low point… Like packing to move without the new improved apartment?

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But then we were off to New York!IMG_2274Where it was freezing, but Sarah and I celebrated turning 30!IMG_2306And we ate an amazing meal prepared by the Fishing With Dynamite guys at the James Beard House.IMG_2383

And I played Cards Against Humanity for the first time.  This was one blog appropriate winner…IMG_2558

When I got back to the west coast, I made a quick batch of pickled onions… and just about ate them all.IMG_2663

I messed around with my blog.  Spring cleaning?  Did you notice?  (I didn’t go with this one…)IMG_2685

Then I flew back to Maryland for a memorial service for my grandfather.  It was a tough weekend, but being surrounded by family that hasn’t all come together in close to 20 years, there was also much to celebrate.

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Plus, I got to hang out with these little guys…IMG_2798The last time I saw Miles he weighed just over 5 pounds and he was all hooked up in the NICU.  I’m so impressed and grateful for how healthy and awesome he’s turning out to be!IMG_2805

I mean, don’t you love his shirt?  I dig you, too, Miles.
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And then Mr. Max.  Starting to talk, count, and know his alphabet.  No pants don’t care!IMG_2850Before I left town, I whipped up a batch of fudge to leave with the east coast crew.  I even used this crazy old candy thermometer of my Mom’s.  I don’t know why, but I was a little obsessed with this thermometer.

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And ate entirely too much of the chocolatey fudge it produced… delicious. IMG_2843

I don’t have a story for this next picture, other than once I was back on the west coast, this is precisely how I felt.  And I love this picture of Brad and Gibson.
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I fit in a little studio time somewhere in there, singing on a commercial for a kids toy that is coming out soon…IMG_2892

And my car broke down… again…IMG_2895

But then we cooked a delicious lunch at Coleman’s Farm, which went off without a hitch…IMG_3033 IMG_3110

Then, last night we had an unusual Sunday night off together.  So after a delicious dinner (where I almost killed a crab with an iPad.  seriously.), we headed to the Sprinkles cupcake ATM and treated ourselves.IMG_3199March, you were great, but I’m kind of glad you’re ending.  On to spring and weekends with a little bit of time to ourselves.

But the fudge was really great.  Thanks for that.

xoxo

 

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Holding On To The Lake…

Now that we’ve been back from New York just about a week… I guess I’m finally accepting that vacation is over.

It was such an amazing week full of family, friends, wine, boats, and a whole lot of relaxation that we absolutely needed.

I’m just starting to go through all of the pictures and video today, so expect a full recap on the way.  But until then, here is one of my favorite moments from the lake.  When I knew vacation had officially begun…

xoxo

Ruining LAST Christmas

It’s hard to blog around Christmas time.  Mostly because surprises are really, really hard to keep when you are crafting and gifting and you just want to share pictures of all the fun things you’re making for people. But you … Continue reading