it's the little things.

It's the little things that make life worth living, if only we would stop and smell the proverbial roses, we would find (more often than not) there are little graces all around us.

It's the little things, like an impromptu pizza party (pepperoni for the kids and goat cheese & fig for the champagne drinkers), complete with glasses of bubbly for all ages -- tried and true andre for mommy and auntie and sparkling pear juice for Mere and Hay. Because everyday is worth celebrating, so why not cheers to life and maybe President's Day while we're at it.




It's the little things, like a glorious bouquet of tulips that upon opening their petals revealed a most beautiful surprise inside: a bright yellow center that screams, "surprise! you would have never guessed from the outside that I contained such a bright sunshiny center."


It's the little things, like a Sunday night dinner with one of your dear friends whom you've been friends with since age 14. Nothing like grilled fish, pear salad, buttery beer bread and Italian wine to turn a Sunday night into a celebration. Oh, and there may or may not have been a girls vs. guys catch phrase and scene-it showdown that occurred after dinner which the girls dominated in a total shutout victory 4-0 (in case anyone was interested).


And, well, it's the big things, too, like scoring a suite at a Mav's game to watch them defeat their opponent in DOUBLE OT. Easily the most exciting game I have ever been to and even more thrilling that I paid a cool $0 for my ticket. Thanks for Christy for the invite and thanks to Kori for supplying the appropriate fan wardrobe.




"Enjoy the little things, for one day you may look back and realize they were the big things."
Robert Brault