Spring lately

April Nature Collage

The weather in my parts has been amazing. Spring could not come fast enough for me this year. Usually, I relish in the stormy months since inclement weather is so far and few between in Northern California. But this year, the grey skies and barren landscape was hard to take. I cannot get enough of the crazy citrus in every other front yard in my neighborhood and the resilient wildflowers blooming on my favorite hiking trail. I have spring fever is the best way and I want to be outside every possible minute of every day. What are your favorite signs of spring?

indian store and invites Collage

Aside from gardening and preparing for a little vacation, I’m in the throws of birthday party planning for a certain soon-to-be 5 year old. In season’s past you might remember my extremely obsessive and controlling tendencies when it came to Emerson’s parties. I have little shame here. Her birthdays two, three and four were obviously an annual excuse for me to flex my creative muscles. I’m a frustrated event planner and I love nothing more than a good them, champagne on ice and all my girlfriends close at hand. But it’s time to let Emerson have a say in how she celebrates her day. I’m sucking it up here. She’s growing up and apparently, so am I.

Off the list: my friends, bubbly, flower arrangements, my favorite banana cake. On the list: Emerson’s school chums, bowling, ice cream cake and a Lilo and Stitch theme. She’s turning five and I want to her to grow up knowing her own mind, having a say in things and feeling confident in the things (colors, cakes and activities) that she enjoys. Not gonna lie, inviting anyone to the bowling alley to celebrate anything was a real low point for me. But she’s thrilled so there you have it. She even made the invitations. This is progress on my part, friends.*

And finally, if you’re still with me. One of my all-time favorite stores is closing this week. I’m heartbroken. I cried with the owner, who has been selling Native American-made items in my hometown for 40 years. Some of my first childhood memories were spent wondering through her store with my parents, full of beautiful textiles, turquoise jewelry and leather moccasins. I bought up as many gifts and goodies that I could afford and traded stories about when Los Gatos was more hippie than haute.

Change. It’s unavoidable. The end.

*I’ve decided that all my hands-off, non-controlling party planning parenting is going to warrant a serious reward. I’m thinking a grown up party will be in order sometime in my near future. A chance for me to unleash all my rainbow-hued, unicorn-themed and flower crown leanings on my girlfriends. I’m pretty sure that’s what 40 is going to look like for me.

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  • danielle

    Count me in on the unicorn bash. Love that you are letting Em plan this one. It’s a stage of parenting we all must face. xoxox

  • http://torriesessions.blogspot.com/ Torrie @ a place to share…

    oh my god. this is HUGE progress. i get every single bit of it. i mean, really- get it. from the bowling alley to the ice cream cake (although, i must say~ i am so with her on this one), to the disney theme(!) to the school chums… and letting her make her own invitations!?? oh, you’re putting me to shame on that one (head hung low). proud of you. and inspired *by you. hailey’s birthday is coming up on the 2nd of july (the BIG #10), and i am vowing right now to put this inspiration to the test.

    • http://torriesessions.blogspot.com/ Torrie @ a place to share…

      p.s. loving your garden shots lately. i can feel your spring fever all the way down south:).

  • tiffany

    i remember going to the Indian Store when I was kid long before we ever moved to LG. So sad.
    and please wait for me for the party…….or do another one when im there.
    for real.