#3: 30 Days of Thanksgiving

This awesome Daddy (and husband).

Danny and Z at Holden's Pre-School Halloween Program 

OK seriously, if our home was a music festival it would be called PUKEFEST 2012 or LollapaPUKEza. Z must've caught the flu because she had been puking and had an upset stomach basically Tuesday - Friday. I caught some variety of it, and as such Danny came home early from work on Friday and has been taking care of all of us, and the house all weekend.

So while I'm not grateful for skickness, nothing gives you gratitude for your health, and for loving family members taking care of you in a time of need.

#2: thirty days of thanksgiving

Zoë-Bug.

Church Halloween Party 

Seriously thankful for this good natured, happy and delightful 25-plus-pound 10 (almost 11) month old.

I love her curls.
I love her laugh.
I love her chunky thighs.
I love her cuddles.
I love her baby steps. (But they are bittersweet).

I love we've made it almost 11 months nursing with no signs of stoping any time soon. (Judge me, don't judge me--it's really between me and Zoë. But I'm proud of us because it has come with plenty of bumps in the road.)

I love how she plays with and wrestles her brother.

I don't love her fascination with stairs and fire.

#staysafe

#1: 30 Days of Thanksgiving

Totally stoked that Halloween is over. Zoë spent 48-plus hours (on and off) puking and with the Big D. It definitely looks like she's on the mend--but happy to be past the worst of it.

In other news, for Hallow's Eve we handed out local apples purchased from the Farmer's Market, mini compostable pumpkins, fruit leather and play-dough (from China).

The takers in apples and play-dough were split evenly - a few fruit leather partakers and some pumpkin snatchers. The apples I understand - a lot just seem to start noshing as soon as they grab them. But I imagine the great pumpkin choosers get home and think: "what the hades was I thinking? It seemed so novel at the time."

The Greatest Superhero Man's Ever Known

The costume pre dance-wear

Holden invented a new superhero - his name is Captain Spears (I can only assume that's how you spell it). A couple of Saturday's ago, when I asked Cito what he was going to be for Halloween he told me about Spears; and with a little digging I discovered he wears "a mask, a brown cape and a diaper."

He dressed up (with black tights and whatever the male equivalent of a leotard is) and showcased Spears at his preschool program last week.

The other night I asked him what he was going to wear for trick-or-treating.

He said: "Baby Bup-Bup." Which apparently is Spears' nemesis (and brother).

Me: "What does Baby Bup Bup wear?"

Holden: "Just a gas mask, socks an shoes." (Now I know he's being über creative because anyone that hangs out with me knows that me and my kids maybe wear socks 8% of the time.)

Me: "where are we going to get a gas mask?"

Holden: "Oh it's just at Target."

Fast Friday (Cause that's all I've made time for)

Yesterday was third Thursday at Make and Takes. So I was doing some blogging over there.

Today (Friday) is a standard blogging day for the WE. So you could check out my article here. Also, remember how I get all crazy political every four years to coincide with the Presidential election? Well, I've been quite restrained on my blog (and facebook too, I think); but I make no apologies for my Twitter Feed (I think it can be viewed on this website under the heading "Suites Tweets.")

In other news, last week I bought myself a salad spinner. I've had my heart set on one of those things for ages, so yeah - it's kind of a big deal. Also, tonight I ordered business cards for "The Shakti Suite" - my business. They read "Yogi. Writer. PR Goddess. Green Mama. Altruist."

But most importantly, have you seem this "Ganesh is Fresh" picture of Zoë?

One of our sweet neighborhood friends brought these awesome t-shirts back for my kids from India (along with some banging bindi's for me). Public Shout Out to Sandra!!!!! (I have been meaning to call, and thank you personally...)

What I've Been Doing

OK, seriously, I know I haven't been a round...

Here are somethings that need to be blogged about (in no particular order):

• My mom, she turned 60 today
• Our AMAZING trip to St. Regis splendor in 
• Zoë hit the 10-month mark - trying to walk (growing up way to fast)
• Our garden
• Canning, canning, canning
• Some Make and Takes blogs (oh, it's 3rd Thursday - check it out!)

And someday I will. But the truth is, I've just been so busy with the Howell Campaign - I've been keeping up on life via instagram and other social media.

But here's where I've been doing most of my writing lately. 

Chat soon. 

This is Embarrassing....

So I got this message in my email tonight, from a friend's email. 



Dear Sabrena,

This is your blog. I miss you. So much. Your friend (rhymes with Mem-A-Lee) keeps pestering me to find out what is going on with you, but I just tell her that I don't know. Because I don't.

Maybe this (person I can't name) is some sort of lame-o who needs to get a life and quit living vicariously through you. Probably. But give the girl a break. She has two kids and an 88-year-old woman to care for. Cut her some slack. Give her a window to a much more exciting world.

No, you don't owe her this. She can just suck it for all I care. But you do care. Your public needs you. The Emilys of the world need you.

xoxox

Your friend, Suite Spots




My mom turned 60 today. I best write something. My public (or my one reader) demands it...