Last day of school dinner...

Looks like this:

Fresh garden green salad with shredded carrot and chopped plums dressed with olive oil, apple cider vinegar, and VT maple syrup.

Per request of Mister Witt we had vegetarian chili cheese dogs!!  They were fantastic. I did run 5 miles this morning to burn this puppy off ;-)

The grand finally was a hit... Frozen bananas dipped in milky chocolate and rolled in treats.

sprinkles

coconut

peanut butter chips.

Yes please.

Then the Mister and I looked over the well deserved notes sent home by our awesome teachers.

The kids are amazing.  And at the risk of sounding boastful I must say one thing..

YOU GUYS ROCK

YOU ARE THE BEST

YOU ARE SUPER SMART
AND OH SO AMAZING

and i love ya.

and then we chowed!

and lastly, I thought it was super kick ass when Noah said our prayer and expressed thanks to me for, and I quote...

"these super righteously awesome chili cheese dogs, Amen"

Let Summer Commence...

With a friendly breakfast that includes some friends and the sun... even if it was raining outside!

Tonight: 

Chili Cheese Dogs (vegetarian of course)

Frozen chocolate covered bananas

 and a game or two?

I hate games...

Things I am loving...

special occasions that require a bit of dressing up.

A new dress that goes with and old belt. Feeling summery today.

My new photo wall. Thinking I like how it came out.

Mister Witt's new cut.  I think I have taken one step closer to domestic goddess(ism). The ability to cut a mister's hair was something I  have always envied and never dreamed of doing.  But when this man came home, quite upset, with the outcome of his chopped locks, well I woman(ed) up and made him all better.  I am quite satisfied in this. Not sure if I will attempt the whole head next time, we shall see.  If I do you can expect the same amount of gloating to follow ;-)

Lastly, 

I am loving that I do not have any pictures of my kids to share.  You know why?  Because they were out loving life this weekend.  

Catching bugs, 

chasing snakes, 

playing with neighbors, 

eating peas from the garden, 

and letting the sun kiss their youthful skin.

I love summer.

Mister Witt...

cooked us up some granola...

and this morning he...

 chopped up dried fruits, 

mixed it in the oats, 

put it in a bag, 

placed it in my hands,

and sent me on my way... 

and it is the perfect mid-morning snack.

and that is not all.

because it is friday, we took a half day, and in exactly ninety minutes we will be headed home, to be together, to eat pad thai, from tiny thai, on the porch, or in the house, maybe watch a movie, or maybe hang some photos, maybe take a nap, and I hope it rains...

happy weekend folks!

Currently...

Super grateful for time spent with a lovely lady, over dinner, on a cool summer night.  Getting to know folks around the Village is so exciting and is making this place feel more and more like home each and every day.  Thank you for the lovely flowers Kris and the engaging conversation.

More than excited to be traveling all the way to England in just a few weeks. My dad is 60 this year and we are headed over to celebrate, not only his birthday but his beautiful life.  When he moved so far away I sobbed with grief over that distance... but I realize now that his courage to follow his own dream gave me the courage to follow mine.  He has always given me the gift of freedom and the courage to believe in myself.  Now we will celebrate over a pint on a life well lived.  Can.Not.Wait.

Just a little proud of my two little chicks, who are not much like chicks anymore... heading into another summer after a school year well done.   I remember a time, when they were so much smaller, always trailing behind me every where I went.  Those little waddles have turned into great strides now and though I miss the days of constant contact I am full of joy in watching them grow.  Time to plan another back to school dinner for 5th and 3rd graders to be!!

Feeling more relaxed in our new space called home.  It is at 90 percent completion with the remaining 10 percent is put on the back burner until fall.  My afternoons are back to the regular grind and not filled with trips to Lowe's, paint buckets, manual labor, or furniture building and installing.  And my evenings are free to enjoy dinner with my family and snuggle Mister Witt on the already built ready for use couch.

 just a bit giddy at the living room transformation into family movie night viewing extravaganza! Chairs, couches, blankets, ice cream, dog, cat, cuddles oh my....

 and lastly, feeling over the moon in love...  Because life is good.  And it doesn't get old, to write it down here... I cry often, and get crabby, and argue with my kids, and get upset with my husband, and complain to my mom, and pout in my room.  I rarely write those things down, and I if I do it is usually not here... so let it be known that life is never perfect here, for me.  I upset easily and well up often.  But when Mister Witt looks lovingly across the room at me and makes his way over for a smooch and makes me feel like the luckiest woman alive... well, I must write that down because that is the very good stuff that one puts in her treasure box, for keeps you see.  Not to be forgotten and to be taken out when in need of a reminder...

Grilled pizza...

I prefer my pizza to be less traditional than most.

The thinner the crust the better.  

No red sauce, ever.  

Lite on the cheese and no grease please. 

Also, I grill my pizza. Which makes it awesome, more awesome than most.

Let's just go ahead and make it like this...

First:

roll out your pizza dough, circle shape preferably.

Place on the grill for about 2 minutes then remove

Then: 

spoon on the peanut sauce.  **I buy mine from a local thai restaurant b/c it is like liquid gold.

layer with sauteed scallions/carrots/bean sprouts and mozzerella cheese.

Proceed:

to place flatbread on the grill on super low heat until cheese begins to bubble.

enjoy a beverage while doing so.

Finally:

remove from grill and sprinkle with chopped cilantro.

eat outside on a sunny evening with family and friends.

Please:

report back.

My postal pix came...

and they are so rad!

What to do with these new tangible photos?  

Not just to be flipped through on the apple screen but can be touched and turned, held and hung.  

The joy, the joy!

I am not ready to commit to photos in the house.

This is a sensitive situation, requiring thought and calculation...

Strung up on a string or lacquered to the wall?

Framed oh so nicely or held by mighties on the fridge...

decisions.

I just might be up all night.

**if you are on instagram I am there too... brittanywitt

and you can order your photos from postal pix HERE!