house video, also featuring carter

don't use the crushed ice! (and other new house discoveries)

I wish I could credit this picture to the destructive tendencies of my wide-eyed, almost two year old. Back in the 80's when the crushed ice option on refrigerators was a major luxury, my little friends always ran over to stop my cup, We're not allowed to use the crushed ice! 

But WHY?! Nobody could ever really tell me. But now, being the happy owner of my own ice-crushing fridge, I know.

I battle this ice machine - obviously programmed to sputter its chaos and ding sensitive wood floors. But I'm not giving up. Raspberry lemonade brimming with tiny ice chunks is soo worth all the mopping.

I'm finding my stuff! I've been looking for this skirt for 3 years. THREE! Maybe even four. I was so excited to find it hanging in between bunch of my musty, old cocktail dresses.

Don't worry, I washed it.

A discovery that's kinda changed my mood for the worse is ... my face. My bathroom has a giant window flooding the mirrors with natural light.

I've never put on makeup with this much light before, and it's starting to really get me bummed. I used to have so much fun with my makeup. But seeing all these little sags and divets flitting themselves into my skin? Ugh. There's nothing to cover them.

Our grass is incredibly sittable. 

It's a funny feeling, worrying about something like watering grass. Carter gets offended if a single drop of sprinkler water hits him. But then again, there's not much that doesn't offend him, he's well on his way to some terrible twos.