me and you and ellie: A Smattering

Monday, May 13, 2019

A Smattering

It was a big weekend.

I would show you all the amazing photos Mistah has taken of all the beautiful flora these last few days -- and I will -- but right now, I've got a Field to celebrate and a room to clean up and birthday detritus to pack up, so I'm going to share the lesser photos instead.

Except this one is not lesser. Because the Birthday Boy!
Happy Birthday, Mistah.

We had lots of beauty this weekend . . .

. . . hey, bars are beautiful too . . .

. . . see? . . .

. . . see? . . .

. . . SEE? . . .

The birthday boy had himself a great weekend; we celebrated righteously . . .

. . . and relaxishly.

And we spent a lot of time thinking about this kid . . .

Jimmy at five months old. Can you even?

. . . and about this kid, who became a mumsie on Mother's Day 56 years ago . . .

. . . and about this kid, who is our family's living and breathing heart and soul.

Happy Mother's Day, Mom . . .

. . . Happy Birthday, Colleenie-Girl.

. . . and Happy Birthday, Mistah . . .

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Once upon a glass or twelve of wine, Jacquie and Beth and Ellie got to talking. We decided that we were all enormously smart and clever and hilarious, and that it would be a crime not to share our unique talents with the world. We decided to start a blog together.

We needed a name, so Jacquie asked Beth: “What should we call a blog about me and you and Ellie?” And the rest, as they say, is history. We are having a blast writing this thing, and if there was any trepidation that we were only smart and clever and hilarious that night because of all the wine, our words here thus far have succinctly affirmed our mutual self-admiration.