What are you up to this weekend? The boys and I are going to get apples from the farmer’s market and make some delicious apple treats. (Maybe pound cake? Any recs?) Also, a friendly reminder: are you registered to vote? Hope you have a good one, and here are a few fun links from around the web…
Sneak peek of Bad Sisters Season Two. (Vanity Fair)
Found! The perfect fall shirt.
Oh my gosh, how charming is this Cape Cod cabin? (NYTimes gift link)
Making cauliflower tacos this weekend.
The boys and I have gotten into the Family Road Trip Trivia Podcast, especially the episodes hosted by the cute interns, like big city trivia and Pixar trivia.
How much color can you fit into a 430-square-foot apartment? (NYTimes gift link)
The trailer for We Live in Time — starring Florence Pugh and Andrew Garfield — looks compelling.
This $3 kitchen gadget was definitely worth it.
Meeting icebreakers, hahaha.
My 13 favorite things on Big Salad today, including beautiful loafers and cool vegetable candles — and we’re giving alllll of them to one reader. Go here to enter, if you’d like. Thank you so much for reading during our first year! xoxoxo
Plus, two reader comments:
Says Wednesday on what do you wear to feel put together: “Now that the weather’s cooling off, I’ve been wearing loafers. They make that little clickity clackity noise on walks that show every passerby I mean business.”
Says SBG on how to make a home a haven: “When my girls turned 14, I told them that cleaning their bedrooms was now up to them, and they were pretty good about it. But my oldest went through a rough patch her junior year (tough classes, SATs, friend drama, etc). One afternoon, I noticed her room had gotten pretty out of control and planned to mention it when she got home from school. When she walked through the door, she swung her heavy backpack onto the kitchen table, walked to the family room, and fell asleep on the sofa for two hours. I didn’t mention her room that night. I had the next day off work, so while she was at school, I made her room the restful place she needed: washed her sheets, dried them on the line, dusted, and bought a tiny bouquet for her nightstand. That afternoon, she walked into the house and went straight to her room, and I heard her yell, ‘Mama!’ She came into the kitchen, began to cry, and hugged me. She talked about how overwhelmed she was and how she just didn’t have the energy to do her room. It reminded me that even though we can draw lines on what our kids need to be responsible for, we all need grace, support, and a loving place to land.”
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