flash back

Salinas Pueblo, New Mexico.
Have I mentioned yet how much I love New Mexico?



So many beautiful places to visit.

The kids never really want to go, but they always end up having lots of fun.

We had a picknick, too!

A good day.

a few things of importance (or not)

I love having my mom here for Mother's Day.

I always try to give her a special gift, that I have made myself. This year it is a necklace and a bracelet.

Way back when I was little I loved picking flowers for her.

Lilacs were the flowers that my father would cut for her on Mother's Day. As far as I remember he did that every year.

Before I became a mother myself I picked a light green sofa. - Can you imagine?!

I've always wanted to be a mom.

It is much tougher than I thought it would be.

It is much more rewarding than I expected, too, I mean, really, check out the breakfast in bed I got last year!

To all the awesome women in my life, I wish you all a very happy Mother's Day, Moms or not!

desire and pride

Almost 12 years ago my brother almost lost one eye in a creepy accident involving a power tool, while he was remodeling his house (no, trust me, you don't want to know what happened).

He attended our wedding in 1998 like this:

The eye did not heal completely, but was - and is to this day - very sensitive to light and he needs extremely good protection from sunlight. That's why he started wearing Oakley's and do they look good on him!

Ever since I've wanted Oakley's for myself, but just never found a pair that worked for me. They have always been either too sportsy, wrong shape for my face or too tight.

Just recently I lost my beloved Ray Ban's and trust me, in NM you need good eye proctection, so off I went just before Mother's Day, you guess it, I finally found me the right pair, polarized lenses, comfortable fit, cool, just right for me. I was ready for a happy Mother's Day!

Mother's Day had the best possible start, breakfast in bed. Then the kids showered me with their cards and handmade gifts.

What I love best about this is not the mushy bread (I got more almondbutter on my bread than I grant myself in a whole week!) or the lovingly chosen decorations on the tray (who would think of a pink glittered featherboa?!) or the actual presents, the beautifully painted flowerpot and the totebag decorated with hand and even foot prints.

No. My absolute favorite is seeing their faces, smiling, happy, full of joy to give and soso much pride!

You kids rock and you totally made my day!