Robert is my big brother. Two years older. My birthday was Friday, his is today. He could never quite come to grips with how, as the oldest, my birthday got to come to come first. The injustice of it all. Robert has been more than just a brother. As children, he was my best friend, (until junior high, when at times, we would’ve cleaned each others skillets had we the chance), and a stand-in dad when I was running wild in high school and he was called upon to calm my mom’s frazzled nerves. Then back to friends…I got to visit him in college and date his cute frat brothers, adviser (on so many levels), uncle to my children, the one guaranteed to “clap my hands” or make me laugh. He’s the best, and I am blessed. I love you Robert…even though you used to call me “foreigner” and “bathroom,” I’ll forgive you.
Happy Birthday.
Now…because I haven’t posted in ages…the junk drawer of blog posts…
This is for you mom (tapping your foot and demanding new reading material and visuals of decorative changes at Casa Du Kat).
The chair WITH ottoman.
Henry’s twig bed-turned-daybed on the screened porch…
Miss thing who now says “do you think this is cute/am I cute? You should take a picture”…but then she gives me this..
And my bee-u-ti-ful hydrangeas. I think they are still recovering from last years frost so they aren’t as big as usual, but the color is amazing.
Mom had a blanket like this which I COVETED and had plans to spirit away in my suitcase…but fortunately we found another (and on-sale at that) and I didn’t have to commit theft against my own kin.
Oh yes, and also the table cloth. Shoot! I took a picture of that too…I’ll post it later mom, but I love it, thank you! (And yes, I promise, no food will come near it. Ha)
So last week I survived (barely) the mother of all photo shoots. A two-day, overnight deal that wore me flat out. I actually came home and took a NAP. This does not happen. Mom, stop laughing. Yes, I used to be to be the nap QUEEN but somewhere along the path to becoming a workaholic, can’t sit-can’t stop, OCD, NUT JOB, I gave them up. So for the next few days I worked towards recovery (which meant making 12 zillion t-shirts– but at least I made them in my pj’s and didn’t have anywhere I had to be, so for me that qualifies as a rest.)
I had a lovely birthday which included SUSHI and designer jeans…my two favorite edible/material things on planet earth, plus a date night (SANS KIDS), and tons of sweet wishes from friends and family (and gifts, and more gifts…thanks again MOM).
July is positively going to be INSANE. Actually, from now until Christmas…pure craziness with Kat in the Hat (not complaining, mind you). Plus, we are heading out of town AGAIN and much as I would love to go sit on a beach in Maine, I DON’T HAVE TIME. Yikes. Stress levels are high. Deep breath, deep breath…I am so blessed and thankful for the continued growth of my business, another year on God’s green earth, my precious family and friends and SO MUCH MORE.
Happy Monday folks!
Here’s my boy…taken just after we took a pic of the tree frog he found…
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