When I introduce myself to new people, 9 times out of 10 I have to repeat myself. If someone makes me repeat myself more than 2 or 3 times, I usually say, "Addie. Subtractie...get it?" If they are smart, they do. If they are not, sign language for addition and subtraction usually does the trick.

Wednesday, September 15, 2010

Gracie's 1st Haircut!

This morning Patrick came over to the house to hang with Gracie for a bit. We got to talking about Gracie's wild hair and decided it was about time for a trim. On a whim, we headed to the kids' salon right then.

Well...the trim turned into a full blown hair massacre!

Before - pouting at auntie Meghan's wedding. She didn't want to put that dress on!

Not a fan of this at all...

Okay, maybe this isn't so bad after all!

My girl looking supa dupa fly

I'm thinking she's looking pretty sassy and adorable, however, I was hoping her bangs would stay long (it took SO long for those damn things to grow! All that tugging on the ends and sweet talking them to pleasefortheloveofgodgrow! gone to waste in a matter of seconds. Sniff) It was a fun experience for all 3 of us, but just a teensy part of me feels sick about losing those wispy mullety curls. Especially when I look at this picture:

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

Never Never Land

Its hard to believe we only have one more year to spend at the Cape. September 30, 2011 we will hand the keys over to our neighbor two houses down. I get short of breath and sick to my stomach just thinking about it.

Growing up I never appreciated how special this place is. I kind of thought everyone had their own "Cape house". As I got older, I slowly realized how far from the truth that was. This place is one of a kind. It wasn't until this last trip, however, that I really fully appreciated everything this house means - not just to myself and my special memories here, but for everyone in my family that has been a part in making our history here. The house has been in our family for about 70 years. My great-grandparents bought the house when my grandma Laura and her siblings were young. They, like the generations after them, grew up coming to the Cape for the summer every year of their childhood. We (as a family) have spent a lifetime creating traditions and memories that are as fond to me as any other part of my childhood. Its a place that no matter how old you become, the minute you pull down that gravel driveway, you're right back to being a kid.

This trip everyone has been reminiscing pretty hard. It was amazing how similar the stories shared were to each other. The funny things that stick with us. The smell of the house. Riding to little pier in the back of the station wagon eating fluff sandwiches...or sometimes just standing on the bumper and holding on (how things have changed!), scrambling to get a game of wiffle ball on the rare occasions the wind died down

portuguese muffins for breakfast, getting yelled at for dragging the beach in, neverending card games, making dribble castles with my dad

the time Jean Carlo pooped in the living room, Nammy's amazing blackberry cobbler, intense tennis matches, swimming at night just to see the phosphorous, catching jelly fish at little pier, the outdoor shower, jumping off the dock at big pier, playing hyp at big beach, the inlet, the QEIII, the Jade, not being allowed on the back porch during the old folks cocktail hour, countless walks around the island

Nammy's gorgeous rose garden, Carlos' bonfires which inevitably lead to trouble...but most importantly - hanging out in that damn kitchen we all love so much. There is always something going on in the kitchen. My family can sit in there for hours just shooting the shit, making dinner, playing cards etc. Its the go-to place. I think more than all the other memories, hanging out in the kitchen is tied with the beautiful yard in what I will miss the most.

20ish years later - still in the kitchen

Its hard to imagine anybody else in this house. I can't help but feel somewhat betrayed that it is sold. But it really had to be done. More on that later. And hopefully I can dig up some old photos and get them on here!

So grateful I could share this special place with my girl.