A Peach Of A Peach…

I’m on my very first official sick day, ever… like in my life. According to the state of California, I get three paid sick days, and since I probably won’t use them for what they are intended.

So, on the rare occasion the stars align and I don’t have a client on my books, I’m going to take advantage.

Blog it is…

If the poor guy could have all the time back he spends waiting for me to take pictures…

Berry social at garden club…

I’ve been trying to pay attention to the signs the universe sends out. When I do something like spray myself in the face with the garden hose, I try to remember what I was thinking before. I can’t remember what I was thinking before I shattered this lid into a thousand pieces, but I took a picture for a reason…

Our 4th of July firework…

My one ear of corn that didn’t end up aphid food. It tasted like shit. Gardening in California is not what I’d hoped, but, I keep trying…

Taco cupcakes for my work husband…

And birthday dinner…

We’ve been exploring California as much as we can while we’re here. When we say, “we should do that” I go to work and figure out when I can get time off, and we make it happen…

You all should do the same, life is too short.

However, studying sometimes happens. But, it’s why we’re here…

Road food… We have the best luck finding random Taquerias with the most wonderful food. Screw traditional fast food.

I miss you…

Pismo Beach…

Pit stop study session on a Wynn friendly patio… and sangria.

One thing I actually managed to grow this year was tomatoes.

My one tiny tomatillo…

Tahoe with Peter…

We stayed at his “cabin”. It was a blast.

And hiked in his backyard…

Much needed time away.

Until next time, Loves…



More Outside…

Eating good food with good people is always the highlight of my day. Especially when it’s oysters. Rachelle, (co-worker, also going to acupuncture school (not the same one as J)) and I went to SF to get oysters at her favorite spot… The oysters were good. My clam chowder is better. I miss Boston a little.


We didn’t see one person for two full days, it was glorious.

Yup, he reads to me. I am spoiled. And my dog is the cutest.

Our backyard…

Greek salad, in my grandmother’s pie pan.

On a blanket made by my best friend.

I do love my things…

My garden is taking off…

The lettuce is tasty. That squash plant has turned out to be a bit of a bitch, it may get yanked this weekend.

Concord grape… and more lettuce.


First day, term six/first day in the herb room. (I was there getting a treatment, I don’t follow my husband to school.)

First clinic shift. He is now sticking needles in people other than his classmates.

And he looks good doing it.

My beautiful client, Ruth, has turned me onto fava beans. She assured me that they were worth looking past that scene in Silence of the Lambs that inevitably pops into your head when hearing their name.

She was right. We had them in pasta and they were the perfect addition.

Ruth also gave me some seeds for scarlet runner beans. They are just starting to come in.

All the plants I started for the Garden Club plant sale. I was happy to get them out of my yard. Plants that spend too long in starter pots become needy.

June is Great Outdoors month. I strongly suggest you do. Great things happen outdoors…

Love and miss you all…

Do Small Things With Great Love…

I should have had these up ages ago. I suck.


I still think of you all, and this day so often…


A magical California day one year ago…

Paige… (Fearless leader number one.)


I knew with every fiber of my being, that I had to sign up for this “retreat”. Then the day came and I almost had a nervous breakdown… Why did I choose to do this?? Hanging out in a group of women I don’t know, how horrifying!

In the end it was exactly what I needed.

I have few words to describe this day. Nothing seems adequate. I’ll just leave it in pictures.








Nici… (Fearless leader number two.) This is her lovely corner of the web.










Joe, our stellar chef who cooked for us all day…
















_MG_7389On my way home the universe was sending me all sorts of little gifts: this sign, a man playing ragtime jazz on the street corner, beautiful light, laughing people everywhere … My path seemed to be smiling._MG_7403

I miss all you ladies… I will forever remember our day.

I wouldn’t mind a reunion…?

You’re An Idiot…!

You know that part in ‘How the Grinch Stole Christmas’ where he gets the echo back “you’re an idiot”? Thats what I hear in my head every time I do something less than smart.

It’s always a good day when these two come to visit…

What do you see…?  Will you please put it in the comments? I’m curious.

I promise I won’t tell your shrink.

We meet again, Man with the jingly bracelets…  And cowboy boots.

No one human should be allowed to make that much noise when they move.

I have never seen a slug that big. It was mesmerizing. I needed the Mr.’s size 13’s for scale.

The roses are blooming all over this area. We can’t walk more than a couple houses before stopping again.

Makes me miss my mom.

I have volunteer potato plants that pop up every once in a while. I dig them up when I need the space for something else. Or, I move them. I usually get enough potatoes for a meal. Another vegetable that you can tell a huge difference when you eat it straight out of the garden…

Concord grape…

We went shopping (not a common practice in our household).

We didn’t find what we were looking for. But, we found Dunkies.

They are pretty hard to find out here… It made his day.


Peppers above, cucumbers below.

Some of my volunteer potatoes. And a round carrot.

King! Do you remember this shirt!? (Of course you do, you remember everything.) It dates back to my sophomore year of high school (1993). My second oldest kept article of clothing. Next to a sweet pair of pink and purple flowered shorts I made in jr. high home-ec. (That I also still wear.)

And a shit-ton of sage.

My peas seem pleased with their situation. I accidentally found that if you don’t crowd them, they are much happier. One plant per 18″ seemed the magic number (I know, crazy).

Happy Lost Sock Memorial Day, Loves.

And, Happy Teacher Appreciation Day… We have a lot of those in our circle. (And yet, we are not so smart.)


I Need a Title Before Bob Gets Here…

I’m not feeling chatty… If you would like to know more about my post, call me and I’ll give a more in depth tour.

My plot is all consuming right now, it sucks all my brain power…

You mainly come for the pictures anyway.

I’ll jump right in to the wildness going on at the Dejo household…

I love these flowers… white levcojum.

The fun had to end sometime…

Soggy hike.

Back when I looked ahead to when J was in school, this is the picture I saw. These are the times I’m certain we’re right where we wanted to be.

My last thirty-something  birthday happened at the end of January…

All I wanted was a trip to the nursery, a walk with my family, and to not have to do dishes. So thats what took place…

We have different tastes in dessert….

Jill’s birthday…

She wanted to go to a karaoke bar. It ended up being a huge amount of fun. (I know – so weird.)

White fluffy dogs in mud.

Second batch of limoncello, far superior to the first.

We miss you! And Little E…

Cutting class…

Today was potato chip day, so happy that…

I love and miss you all terrible…

Edward Coffee, Meet Shannon Jenkins…

Hello, Loves!

Right now I’m sitting in my warm house, with my favorite canine companion next to me. I’m healthy, (other than the remnants of a hangover (my salon holiday party was Sunday night)). I get acupuncture once a week, which has pretty much healed my digestive issues. My husband is damn-near perfect. I have a garden.  My family (and in-laws) love me. I get to make people feel beautiful for my job. My co-workers are hilarious, and talented, and I love every last one of them. From where I do my dishes I can stare at my Christmas tree.

Lately I’ve been loosing sight of the little things in life. I just keep thinking about the future and what our life has the potential to be. Not what it is now. This has been a problem with me. I always seem to be working toward something, it’s a very unsettling. Why can’t I just appreciate the now…? I was under the impression that life became easier with age. I wonder sometimes that if I would have had children I wouldn’t have time to think about all this. My energy would have shifted to them. That is both a delightful and horrifying thought.  Is there a hole inside women that doesn’t get filled without children? (Whether you want them or not.)  Does biology beat emotion? I guess I’ll never know. As is, my poor dog gets the brunt of my nurturing instinct…

To top it all off, my photography sucks right now. Whatever happened to getting up at two in the morning to go chase a storm…? I feel my passion slipping away. My work is so ordinary, and recycled.

Fuck! wine, wine, wine…

I just need to work harder.


Honey from Bob’s garden… I couldn’t take it back in the plane with me so my mom sent it. The label fell off the package so it floated around for a bit before landing back in Joliet where my mom relabeled it and sent it again. Isn’t it beautiful.




We are hard cider lovers. However most cider has a ridiculous amount of sugar in it. This brand does not, and it is delicious.


My wedding dress fits in a zip lock bag.


I can’t believe I haven’t posted since before our anniversary. (Well, yes I can.) Just one more thing that makes me feel lazy and unaccomplished.


Baklava ice cream. It’s what desert dreams of being in its next life.


A little anniversary gift from my Mr. Two of my loves: caramel and Montana.


Broke out Hocus Pocus on October 1. I can’t wait until it feels fall here, that may never happen.



Friends in town is one of my most favorite things. Especially this little ray of sunshine.



We went to an art opening for one of J’s classmate’s husband. His work blew my mind. This “little” (it was taller than me) piece wants so badly to be in my house. Check him out…











I miss you, girl… We need a phone date.











My first carrot!! I had to pull one up.





I made pumpkin cheesecake from scratch, including roasting the pumpkins. Two whole pumpkins and I barely got a cup after I squeezed all the liquid out. But a cup is all I needed. I love that color, looks like a 1970’s pantsuit.


Herbs from my garden.


Dressing is also one of my most favorite things. Three times as much onion as it called for. My aunt would approve.


We had a couple people over for Thanksgiving dinner. It was a good day.



After Thanksgiving brew (to move stagnant food along) courtesy of my acupuncturist.


One of my very best friends here has a meyer lemon tree. I ask him to bring me a lemon, he brings 40. Love that man. Limoncello it is! It is brewing as we speak. More on that later…



Hi, Loves! Oh, and I’m blond again. That’s what happens on a slow day when you are surrounded by badass colorists.


I love an opportunity to get dressed up…

Happy St. Nick Day, Loves! I would put candy in your shoes if I could.

Yesterday was International Ninja Day, and I missed it!! Luckily I am married to one.

Until next time…

Enter Title Here…

We’ve lived in northern California for over a year now. We rarely go further than a couple miles from our house. We went slightly further north, for a change.

Napa to start…




We are picnic people…



I’ll take my little bits of fall where I can get them…


Calistoga was another stop…







Hops have THE. MOST. AMAZING. SMELL… If you get a chance to break one open and breath it in, do it!


Grape vines everywhere!









We spent a “happy hour-ish” with pizza and beer, in Healdsburg.





My garden is very hit and miss.

Spaghetti squash happened to be a hit.






She will always find the most “royal” perch in the room.



First day, second year. I think he’s starting to feel settled.


Watermelon was a hit… I think I got three.


Cami and I work together, but not on Saturdays. She sometimes drops Mops off before work, then comes back after and spends the evening with us… Handy.

She is dainty.


Patty pan squash, very hit.




I worked the Garden Club booth for a couple hours during the Solano Stroll… (Annual street fair really close to my house.)





Right before I left for Montana, I broke my favorite lens. Or, I guess I only kind of broke it. It still works, but it’s stuck on 14 mm, and it only focuses really, really close up, it usually hits what I’m trying to focus on. I have a macro- wide angle… I see it as a happy accident, it is now one of a kind.

The crappy part is, I’m out a wide angle lens. If I get it fixed, it won’t work this way anymore…














I never knew they were books…


Color class in the city with Joel and Robby. Joel (darker hair) is the dad of Rocket (miniature pinscher) who we watch on occasion…


Can you guess which one is mine…?






Happy World Mental Health Day!  Considering who most of you are, you have cause to celebrate… I love every last “mental” one of you…