Jackson Browne and Sunshine

Hi PPPA'ers!

Guess what I did this weekend?

Everything.

Why?

Because I now live a magical land called Pasadena where everything is Jackson Browne and sunshine, which causes you to want to go to farmers markets and make jams and pickles and shit. You know...Jackson Browne and sunshine.

So here is what I did this weekend and yes, I am amazing as long as you ignore that the following activities really only took up about 5 hours of my whole weekend while the rest was spent wondering what I am going to do with my life and how to get toddler urine out of my rug, thank you potty training, which is less Jackson Browne and sunshine and more Backstreet Boys and humidity.

Anyway....

Hot Pepper Vinegar!

"Biz! You are a genius!"

No. I put hot peppers and garlic and vinegar in a jar. It's cool but not genius. 

Idyllic finger paintings blowing in the wind!

Ok...actually Katy Belle did these earlier in the week and not even with me. It was our awesome sitter who did this with her and hung them so beautifully, but I like to think this was a beautiful mother and daughter moment. I bought the paint.

However, I made these multi-layered pops. Super. Mom. 

Later, when I was just about to make dinner, I realized the potatoes were rotten and had to run to the store and was super frustrated and tired and hungry...I got blindsided by the Girl Scouts...of America.

The actual girl scout was lacking what I would call the killer sales instinct...but her mother could smell my desperation the second I started making my way across the parking lot.

That is a bag full of cookies. 6 boxes. I refrained from ripping one open and eating the cookies as I grocery shopped. 

Ok, back to beautiful weekend.

Library trip. 

Chicken broth.

"Biz, you're a genius!"

No, I threw old vegetables and chicken parts in a pot and simmered it for 4 hours. It's cool.

Onions?

Onions in vinegar and sugar and salt and water?

Presto! No cook pickled onions.

In a classy jar!

Now let's see some herbs.

HERBS! 

 In a kitchen window, which is totally picture perfect till the bugs come. And the bugs will come. That is why the good lord made them plants. Plants live outdoors.

Wait...my husband just handed me a slice of bread he just made. Jackson Browne and sunshine.

Jackson Browne and sunshine!

XOXO,

Biz