the comfort of familiarity.

the comfort of familiarity.

I've noticed that familiarity either breeds one of two feelings: boredom or overwhelmingly-wonderful nostalgia.

I made a great discovery just now: Little Women is on.  Not only have I always wanted to play Jo March on stage someday (it could still happen, right?), I instantly find my childhood self on an Ohio horse farm nestled under a quilt accompanied by marshmallowy hot chocolate, my blonde little sister and my lovely grandparents.

It's funny how something as small as a familiar movie can remind me of such sweet memories.  This incredible movie and even better book, instantly reminds me of how blessed I am to look on childhood with such happiness and warmth deep in my heart. 

And then Jo goes and says something like this:

"The wonderful thing about a good book is...
it makes you feel like you're home."

Gosh, I love her.

fondue? i do.

fondue? i do.

This weekend was full of all kinds of awesome:

-Homemade black bean burgers. Serve with onion buns and chipotle mayo. You will love.

-Watching Sixteen Candles in Piedmont Park on our new picnic blanket.

-Date night at Dante's Down The Hatch: a charming fondue restaurant made to look like a sea-side Mediterranean village, complete with a Peter Pan-like sailboat in the middle and live jazz music. Oh, how can I forget the crocodile that lives in the pool of water surrounding the antique ship? I cannot, that's for sure.

-A trip to Ikea complete with tons'o newly purchased colored boxes just for organizing.

-Playing rock, paper, scissors to decide whether or not to buy a fondue pot. Buying a fondue pot.

-Farmer's Market grocery shopping. Huge, fresh, glorious Farmer's Market.

& two dinners with old and new friends.

We are blessed. :)







Not to mention, yesterday was Father's Day and I happen to have the best dad (and family) in the entire world! :) Miss them and love them dearly. xo