A few things


1. when you drop your bags on the front mat inside your door after a long weekend on the road, it’s the best feeling.

2. the devastation in oklahoma is heart wrenching.

3. even when you don’t have a 9-5 job the days go by really quickly – i can’t understand what happened to may.

4. i’m running a half-marathon on sunday and i feel totally unprepared.

5. i wrote this post for iRUN and i’m really proud of it.

6. it took me two years of blogging to figure out what bloglovin‘ is…. which is pretty sad if you’re a blogger, non?

7. we haven’t cleaned our pool out yet for the season and birds are using it as a bathtub. I kinda like it.

8. i thought i killed my aloe vera plant but i think i’ve nursed it back to life.

9. i love this song.

10. i used to be so much braver on a swing.


Late Summer Peach Pie

When I was a teenager I set out to perfect a Pâte brisée.

It was about a boy.
I wanted to make him his favorite pie (apple).

Do I shake my head at these teenage Emily attempts to woo a boy?
No. I’m OK with this. I’ve come to terms with these moments.
And really it’s a win-win for Mike at this point because the plethora of pie in our house balances out any of the awkward social graces I may lack due to inadequate socialization at an early age.

The Pâte brisée can be applied to all types of delicious desserts. Mainly of the crusty buttery persuasion.

Speaking of which, were you aware that peaches are in FULL BEAUTY at the moment. Seriously, it’s a miracle when the peach comes in season.

So juicy. So fresh. SO MANY FRUIT FLIES.

Because I cannot resist the BIG 3L Quart, I end up with too many peaches. Fruit flies everywhere in my kitchen.
The result ‘iz no so bad. Iz peach pie perfection.

Pool Boy

Yesterday as I was getting ready to host a pool party, (making salads, cleaning the house, making ice.. etc, etc.) Mike offered to check on the pool for me. He said it needed to be vacuumed. He said he needed to “check” the chlorine levels.

After about 1/2 an hour I went into the back yard and discovered this:

Life with Mikey

Now I could be wrong, but this doesn’t look like a “chlorine test” to me. I wouldn’t call it swimming either.

Nope. That there’s just pure lounging.

I call this the epitome of summer snapped up in a photo. It also takes the runner up prize for craftiest house-work evader.

I’m happy to add that I went swimming at the party and the chlorine levels were just perfect – So my pool boy comes highly recommended.

Independence Day

This is the first day of my holidays! I can’t remember the last time I had more then 4 or 5 days off in a row. Before me lies eight sweet, sweet days of FREEDOM.

Speaking of which, take a look at the card I pulled from my dish of daily words this morning:

Coincidence? I think NOT

(Mike’s word was Faith so I asked him what he had done for God lately. He didn’t think that was so funny. You don’t mess with the Angel cards.)

With the word fresh in my mind I start belting this at the top of my lungs on our way out to breakfast:


It needs to be said that Carrie Underwood does an AMAZING version of this song – it always gives me goose bumps.

Hi, I’m holiday Emily, nice to meet me.” She’s a little bit sassy and a little bit lazy. And she’ll be eating peaches and bon bons while catching up on a few episodes of Toddlers and Tiaras. (There will be no judgement passed while on holidays.)


Need a refresher?

It’s a Saturday of a long weekend – so I’m assuming you do.

This my friends if Frenchy. Frenchy, friends.

Source (via Grey Goose)

  • 1 1/2 Ounce Pear Vodka
  • 3 oz Pineapple Juice
  • 1 oz Cranberry Juice

Fill a low-ball glass with ice, then the vodka & pineapple juice. Splash some Cran on top.

Refresh, Sun. Repeat.

Have a great weekend xoxo

Hello Cricket Night

Summer night

Oh, hello there crickets. I think the summer night is beautiful, too.

Wouldn’t you agree that crickets make the best company when the season is right?

It’s Never Too Hot For Tea

Are you with me or are you against me?

It might be a scorching summer out there, but it’s not to hot for tea.

I blame my years of working with the elderly for the comfort I find in the cup, despite the sweat running down my back.

This realization has led me to two three four five conclusions:

1) It’s not about the heat;

2) Tea is more versatile then a bikini;

3) Tea is kinder to your self-confidence then a bikini;

4) Anytime is tea time;

5) I am officially aging elegantly. (Point for me, minus one for father time).

Tea For One


Sweet Comfort

Up Up and Away

A great summer time toon for the best kind of summer weekend (long).

Best line:

“I aint gotta wait for no one – If i wanna fly i could fly for freedom. Hey!

Twinkling White Lights

one of my favourite parts of summer?

twinkling white lights.

Summer nights

Strawberries & Cream

Strawberry season is upon us. This week it’s even starting to taste like summer.

This is one of my favorite, simple no-bake, desserts to make. You don’t have to heat up your kitchen, and you use a total of one bowl and a spatula.  And whipping cream (35%) is so fool proof: open carton, pour into mixer & whip (“into submission” a la Julia Childs.) I add a little Pure Vanilla Extract because I’m exotic like that.

It’s the perfect mix of sweet and satisfying.

Don’t stop with strawberries (no matter the season always love to throw a banana into the mix): if it’s seasonal and fresh it will do. I can’t wait to see what blueberry season has in store.

Oh and drizzle a little Canadian Maple Syrup on top for la pieste de la resistance.