i.t.a.l.y

yes, it has been a while since i blogged, phil. surry. no excuses.

italy (like a month ago), was in two words.  amaze balls. 

our trip went as follows: florence, greve in chianti (tuscany), rome, milan.  perfection.  the weather could have been a tad warmer and a tad less rainy on a few days (hence the decorative scarves i am wearing in.every.single.picture) but for the most part it was great.

walker lived in rome for a few months after getting his masters degree - you would have never known.  that giant kid has the worse sense of direction, EVER.  "oh, we are almost there!".... not even close, other side of the city, sometimes the wrong city all together...between you and me world wide web, his terrible sense of direction, lack of common sense with money, the fact he has been through/lost 5 iphones and one laptop in two years, and knowing he left his nikes and wallet on the bus in his backpack (as an adult) makes me frightened for our future children. to put it simply, if i die first, i already have notes for my mom.  yes, i said it. 
 
we ate, we walked, we tour guided on our own, we tour guided with head phones, we ate again, walked some more, learned about popes, saw new and old architecture, drank some chianti, wine tasted, ate, walked, ran alone (and then as a couple once wt looked at his face), rode some bikes, saw micheal kors, laughed at eddie, loved being with our good friends,  saw some really really old buildings next to some new ones and (walker) obsessed over them,  drove around tuscany in a benz, made friends with locals and some germans, took pictures, waited for walker to take more pictures, wondered why we were taking so many pictures,  went to the furniture fair, saw an old and dear friend out of the blue (EGAN), and then to top it all off!? we ate.  the most important thing?  walker gains weight in his face first..... true effing story.

duomo in florence

2 kilo florentine steak

done

sound it out.  almost.

weird.  walker forgot sunglasses.  wore my tory birch's that have a slight cat eye to them... true to walker fashion, he loved them. #ishegay?

sienna and one of my fave photos.

castle to ourselves.  santa would have no problem in that fireplace

villa bordoni in Tuscany. i die.

wine tasting

5,6,7,8 and 1.....

panzano

germans = shots

love him. we danced to the river by joni mitchel that night.

ear phones, umbrella, purse across chest = tourist.

buff

hotel photo shoot and room inspiration? cloth not wallpaper. think about it.

umm...

seriously out of the blue..  i ran into her arms when i saw her and she spun me around like in the movies..  love love love egan.

street art in milan.

do you want to punch us in the face after looking at all of these photos?  i want to punch myself.  what an incredible experience.  can't wait to go back!

i fell asleep on the plane ride over and walker started to read my book, which wouldn't be that bad, if the book wasn't called the hunger games.  and if he didn't say more than once he imagined gale to be better looking than peeta, therefor katniss should be with him... hmmm.

i talked with bob at merill lynch to see about buying a villa in tuscany.  if we moved some money around and win the lotto, we could do it.  you are all invited.  boom.

until next time friends.  xoxo.

drawer fridge? what the what?

the kitchen is slowly coming together.  walker has been focusing on the outside of the house the past couple of weekends.  which totally makes sense because the inside of the house is almost done and it has been great weather and there are no mud puddles and he doesn't keep giving himself poison oak and all of his tools are not getting rusty....

like you care, but we are thinking about doing a drawer fridge/freezer under our counter, but surprisingly mr. t is worried about resale.  the man who doesn't want to put railing on our 20 foot high deck because he doesn't like "the look" of it, is worried about resale....i, in a surprising role reversal, love the idea.  i love how simple and smooth it looks.  don't tell walker, but i think i am becoming the modern woman he has always wanted me to be.  or maybe it's the 4 episodes of mad men i am taking in a night (yes, we are 5 years behind on this phenomenon).

you see that circle?   i did that in photo shop.  just in case you don't know what "fridge" i am referring too.  we were planning on building shelves above it and to the right.  now we are thinking of getting rid of that fridge (the one in the yellow silly) and doing it all under the counter.  because the island is like 60 feet long, we don't need to worry about lack o storage... but is it too euro?  or the bigger question, are you too euro? think about it.

what do we think....hmmmmmm.  hmmmmmmm?  we would probably do 2 side by side.  we like to eat.

pepple beach.

a few weekends (more like two months) back we made a last minute trip to carmel.  lizard lives in manhatten.  manhatten kansas, so whenever she gets away to the west coast we gotta see her.  i had no idea that we were going during the pro am until a week before - it's a big deal. 

this was a whirl wind three days filled with laughter, food, and the most epic packing fail i have ever done. the weather in ptown had been terrible.  so when i booked a california trip (in february), all i could imagine was sun, cocktails with fresh oranges, straw fedoras, white jeans, sunglasses, short sleeved shirts in bright colors, light weight coats, open toed shoes...  this is what i packed, knowing that we would be outside walking around a golf tourney.  and knowing that the weather had a 75% chance of rain and was supposed to be in the mid 50's.  but i figured 50 in CA is more like 70 in portland.  right?  RIGHT?

fail.

clyde the glide.  jealous?

perfect golf tourney attire!

got behind the bar... harder than it looks.  #respectforbartenders

we were wet and cold.  and i wore white pants.  we got weird looks from other people...but it's ok - because we had passes to the grey goose tent, bill murray was there and i got to see my friends whom i miss dearly (is that the correct way to use "whom"). so proud of them.  especially dr. liz.  living in manhatten with a bunch of college kids and touching horses in inappropriate places all day can't be fun.  i tell her when i have a bad day, i just think of her and i immediately feel better.

i kid.  i kid.   

i was tired and got sick for a week after our encounter.  being almost 30 is hard on the body.

next stop. i.t.a.l.y. i will not do another packing fail.  i will not.

smashing success

he did it.  the entire meal.


he was nervous, watching the man of steel exhibit emotions is pretty cute.  everything was a lot harder and more time consuming than he expected... which i was pleased with. 

momma lynn approved, jay man was impressed... he has the fever folks.  his next meal is going to be home made tamales.  kinda weird.  but i am sure it will be just as good.

action shot

the working on the yard extravaganza i mentioned last time has had some repercussions.  walker has poison oak. on his face.

and seriously, what is wrong with lindsay lohan's face?