This goes out to Lou and my mom.

Here is the Pasta with Chick Peas Recipe –

I know this is weak sauce of me but I am tooooooooo tired to type this all up.

Mom, just click on the picture, it will get bigger. But it can get even bigger so  click on it again and then it should be legible. If it doesn’t work, call me.

It comes from the cook book that is currently dominating the Dawsons’ dining experience.

Confession: I have a little crush on Jamie Oliver. I think he’s cool. A good cook and he seems to be a really good guy too.

P.S.

I went to our local farmers market yesterday, and got a bunch of stuff without any idea of what I would make.

I came up with this and it was pretty delicious. And healthy. So I thought I would chuck it into the mix. In case you were interested.

In a bowl combine:

artichoke hearts, fresh tomato, sweet onion, garlic & a glug* of good balsamic vinegar.  Heat mixture up in a pan with olive oil until the mixture is warm. Put aside.

take a loaf of crusty bread and cut it in half.  Drizzle with good quality olive oil and a little salt – in same pan toast the bread.

Once the bread is toasted to your liking  put some fresh mozzarella on bread, the artichoke mixture and a little arugala.

You won’t be sorry that you did.

(* that is what Jamie always says – giggle, giggle – I want to be cool like HIM! I’m trying pretty hard, is it working?!)

I wanted Allan to see what beautiful goodness he sent his wife for her 30th birthday.

(This white rose is so pretty – I would like to sleep in it. I could just wrap myself up in those petals!)

Allan sent Sum a gorgeous bouquet of flowers a few days before her birthday so that she could enjoy them while she was here. Wasn’t that thoughtful? And wasn’t it kind of him to watch Lincoln and Atticus for six days while Summy romped all over tarnation with us?

Thanks, boys!

The morning of Summer’s birthday I went to Whole Foods. In search of some tasty jingles and some flowers.

I wanted flowers inspired by the birthday girl’s personality. I was tempted by the gladiolas. They figured rather prominently in a film we made together in our teens: the Kenneth Branagh Fan Club Show, but, alas! I don’t have a vase to accommodate a flower that tremendous.

So I went with these –

Bold, exuberant and colorful – to me, these flowers say – S U M M E R!

The original plan was to bring Summer breakfast in bed. But when the bed happens to be an air mattress, I don’t know, that just doesn’t seem right.

Besides Summer was up before I could get breakfast organized.

Writing.

So we had her special birthday breakfast around the dining room table.

This was supposed to look more parfait-ish, but I guess if the yogurt is organic it doesn’t have any of those nasty chemicals to give it that perfect  fake creamy texture.

Our breakfast was continental: Lemon yogurt, mixed berries, crusty bread and hot chocolate.

There is something so inexplicably right about hot cocoa and bread. What it is? It is the perfect combination!

Summer had two requests:

1. She wanted to blow out candles.

2. She wanted to write.

(She makes Beauty’s request for a rose, in the classic tale, seem extravagant, no?)

I made sure that she got her candles right out of the gate.

Following breakfast she opened her gift.

Then we headed off to fulfil the birthday girl’s second wish.

Write!

Four hours we worked away on our screen plays. We had fights, we had had fun, we had high fives. In fact, at one point I was so excited when Summer figured out a solution to a problem in my screenplay I high fived her so hard I almost hit her in the face.

We are Kelly women.

This means we are passionate, enthusiastic and OPINIONATED.

It was a lot of work and a lot of FUN. Now that we are in our 30s I feel like we are better at collaborating, maybe?

I hope.

What do you think, Sum?

At any rate – we both enjoyed working on the each other’s projects – why is always so much easier to work on someone elses writing?!

We were edified by the whole experience – mucho.

Meanwhile back at the ranch Tess was holding everything together. (Bless you, Tess!)

We scurried home, had dinner and got everything ready before the rest of the fam arrived.

(more Italian feastings for Sum’s b-day din din)

Cam, Niks & John arrived first.

Then Ian and Allison followed.

With them they brought several important boxes from La Renaissance.

Which contained Summer’s birthday cakes.

Happy birthday was sung –

Wishes made, candles blown out –

carbohydrates consumed!

Summer wanted to take a photo of everyone.

We took a million, but here is a sampling of my faves,

straight forward.

everyone looking at Eno.

I call this one, Sisterly Affection…

Nice legs, ladies!

HUGS and GOODBYES

(BTW, Bette, Ian is a reformed weak hugger – just ask Tess.)

the end.

& happy birthday to you,

Summer Pixton

P.S. I don’t ever watch other people’s movies – but I am putting this up because there are some inside Kelly Family jokes that I KNOW my family will love. So here is us singing happy b-day to the b-day girl.

*Just to keep you from thinking I am the worlds biggest dingbat I had Jan give me a  little refresher course on my old roman numerals – I knew it was something about subtracting and adding, I just couldn’t quite remember how it all worked.

I was going to write XXX for Summer’s age, but it looked…well…it looked nasty. Like the rating for a dirty movie.  So I didn’t. But if we were all living in ancient Rome -you better believe I would have been showing off my mad numeral skills.

(all of the sudden I can’t remember my darn Roman Numerals – what is up with that?!)

Highlights from today and yesterday include the following:

Please note the delicious dinner I made.

Healthy and tasty.

Pasta e ceci – or for us non-Italians, Pasta with Chick Peas.

If I could I would eat three bowls of this right now.

And the not so healthy dessert I made

Something weird happened to the crust of my Mississippi Mud Pie.

Fellow foodies, what do you think might have gone wrong? The crust wasn’t crusty it was soggy and nasty. Hmmm?

Monday night means Family Home Evening around here.

Millie conducted the meeting and lead the music.

Her exact words were, “Everyone look at MEEEEEEEEEE.”

Jan taught an excellent lesson on empathy – or doing unto others as you would have them do unto you.

Then Khali and Millie lead us in a closing song.

T’was grand.

Today was a quiet day of playing around the house

working on a rubik’s cube

and writing screen play-ness

All was quiet

until

I turfed Summer and Khali out.

Telling them it was “now or never” if they wanted to go to the MET. So they jumped on a train and went into the city.

(photos taken from Summer’s iPhone, which is to say, Allan’s old iPhone. Jan has promised me his iPhone, when he upgrades, so I am just biding my time until like Summer, my man’s phone shall be my phone -mwa, ha, ha)

They came back hashed and happy.

They city has a way of doing that to you.

I was hashed too and I didn’t go into the city — ugh!

Until tomorrow!

Keep it real, mis amigos.

Was born today.

August 3rd, 2009.

On her grandma’s birthday.

I haven’t met her yet but her mommy assures me that she is

W O N D E R F U L

from her mop of brown hair right down to her little toes.

Welcome to the world, my little friend.

I can’t wait to meet you.

Congrats to your daddy, Ted and your brothers Conner, Ben, Andrew and your very excited big sister, Audrey.

And please tell your mama that I am VERY proud of her and bursting with happiness…

because you are here.

Sunday, in it’s own special way, almost killed me.

I was exhausted.

So exhausted that while I was playing with Clara

I fell asleep

right there

on the dining room floor.

(Must have been going to bed at midnight the night before, being woken up at 3:30 by my baby, then getting up at 6:30 with my other daughter, running our ward’s primary, coming home making lunch – you get the picture).

With all that going on the theme of the day ended up being FOOD.

It was Fast Sunday – so we all had food on the brain.

Are you interested to hear what was on our menu?

For lunch I made Pasta alla Norma – it looked pretty, but didn’t taste awesome. I mean, it was okay, but it wasn’t a show stopper.

That’s alright because the dessert I made… was.

(more on that later)

We grown-ups have a standing tradition -Sunday Night Nachos for dinner.

For the girls I made a “scrumptious dinner” – that is what Millie calls a meal which consists of cheese & crackers, grapes, apples, yogurt w/ strawberries atop.

I am not sure that this is actually interesting, but as I have pictures of it, I will tell you ALL about it.

Since there are photos, all of the sudden, you care! Am I right?

For dessert I made

wait for it

chocolate creme brulee

It was very, very nice.

Summer said, “Hey, Liza, get a shot of me taking one of these away.”

So I did.

While we’re on the subject of Summer. Check out what she is wearing. It is the sweetest hoodie of all times. Every mom should have a hoodie like this one.

Practical, every day wear – but feminine and lovely.

She found this winner at Antrho while I was trying on the crazy green number. I know you remember that crazy green thing – how could you forget it?!  In case you are trying to forget it or block it from your memory, here it is again.

Man, I look like a demented leprechaun. That or I might get asked to help those three little munchkins in the Wizard of Oz  represent the lolly pop guild. YIKERS.

While we were celebrating Summer’s awesome purchase I wanted to capture it on film and she wanted to pretend to be an Anthro model.

I think she does a pretty convincing job.

After the photo shoot Summer ran upstairs to tell the little girls some bedtime stories.

Summer is an awesome story teller – she makes the stories up as she is telling them.

(I just love the look on Khali’s face in this one- “awe, mom! you’re the greatest!”)

One of Summer’s original tales was about a girl who swallowed a cranky bean and her ensuing adventure as she tries to find a way to be happy again.

Pure awesome.

And that, my friends, was our Sunday together.

If we could send you a post card it would read,

“Having a swell time. Wishing you were here.

oxoxox,

us girls”

Good news! the plane was not “deleted” and Summer and Khali arrived safe and sound, albeit at 1:00 AM ! Their flight was a little delayed but it all worked out. You see, when you have a Starbucks at the airport a little delay can be melted away into the bottom of a tall hot chocolate. (Don’t forget the whipped cream…mmmm!) At least it can be when you have an awesome mom like Summer.

Millie was thrilled when Khali poked her head around her bed room door!

They giggled and squealed until 2:00 am when I had to go into Millie’s room and force them to bed.

They were up first thing in the morning – playing their hearts out!

We peeled them out of their twinner nightgowns and dressed them like twinners in matching green gingham. Yes, Summer and I had several phone conversations about this before they arrived. The nightgowns were purchased just for this trip – all the way from London. But the gingham they’ve had for ages.

It is beautiful to see a well laid plan come together.

I know they belong to us, which means that I can’t help but think they are cute as buttons, but seriously, you’ve got to admit they are kind of darling.

Be still my little heart that loves some good old fashioned “matchy-matchy”!

Dressed to kill, we left Clara with her dad and Uncle Eno and piled into the mini-van.

Eno had been making crazy faces to get C J’s attention in the previous picture. I think she wasn’t 100% sure that staying home with the boys was what she wanted to do.

When you have all your teeth, Clara, you can come too.

We headed to Greenwich Village…

For breakfast at

IT ROCKED!

When we thought it couldn’t get any better, then the hot chocolate arrived!

It couldn’t have been more wonderful – actually, it could have – I take that back. It would have been better had Nikki, Brynn, Bette and Grandma been with us. (Oh, and Benjamina too, lest I forget my OTHER sis-in-law).

Next time that corner booth will sport ALL of the Kelly women! (Clara too, if she has her teeth!)

After our NYC adventure we came home and pottered around the house for a while. The girls played happily for HOURS and then Summy and I got the itch to go out so we went grocery shopping and to the mall to return something at Anthro.

**Oh, the fun times just kept coming!**

Summer hadn’t ever experience Antro, so I felt it was my DUTY to give her a proper introduction. There would be no dashing in, returning said item and dashing out.

Oh, no!

There would be a trip to the fitting room.

And there would be fun!

FUN, I say!

We tried on some cute stuff, and some down right weird stuff.

This one was our favorite weird-o item.

We laughed for about 15 minutes when I tried this beauty on.

We also stopped by Janie and Jack and grabbed something for the girls.

Yup! You guessed it! MORE matchy-matchy for these little cuties.

May I say something that is in my heart:

Life, you are BEAUTIFUL! and I ADORE YOU! Especially when you give me such moments to share and cherish with my sisters.

And oh, how I love to watch my daughter create moments with her cousin that they will cherish forever.

Thank you, thank you, thank you for this wonderful time.

It is already proving to be

TOO TREMENDOUS!

Is here with us, in NJ, for a limited time only.

To be frank, we love her.

I can’t believe it has taken me this long to mention her blessed presence.

She is making my life so much better!!

Reasons we love the Whisperer:

She is fun, cute, unflappable, hard working, appreciative, keeps her clothes in her suit-case (kudos, Tess), tireless, in-tune, and she loves to watch Psych as much as we do – and did I mention that she is AWESOME with the kids?!

She is wonderful.

I am so glad that she is here.

And she is tolerating us beautifully.

Yesterday I was talking to our mom on the phone and I told mom, “I think Tess is ready to come home to you.” Then I turned to Tess and said, “Are you ready to go home.”

“Yup.”

She said, without hesitation.

Only two more weeks, Tess.

And a new wardrobe and a few hundred dollars later and you are home free.

did you know it has a smell?

well around here it does.

it smells like

vanilla and lavender

(or in other words, our dryer sheets).

it also has a look.

around here it looks an awful lot like a

“hospital corner”.

This very night two sweet little heads will be asleep a top a pillow that has been

washed

fluffed

and generally fretted over

until

everything

is

just

right.

Come on Summer and Khali!

We’ve been waiting for your arrival…

and we say,

“let the good times roll!”

P.S. Millie just asked me to relay this message, “Just remember to tell them if the plane is deleted.”

Copy that.

Do you have friends that you really look up to? You watch what they do, you look to them as an example.

Gerry and Rachel are such friends.

Two months before Jan and I got married Gerry and Rachel tied the knot.

They became our “go to” guys for every wedding question; “are we getting a good deal on this?” was usually the main question. Gerry being a super savvy accountant and Rachel who has more class in her pinkie finger than most of us have in our whole bodies – always KNEW how to advise us.

They even let us copy their wedding cake.

That is pretty nice, don’t you think?

Gerry and Rachel are the essence of awesome: kind, classy, interesting, fun, and good to the core.

When I had my miscarriage, while living in the UK, I felt so alone. We were still attending the singles ward even though we were newlyweds because Jan was in the bishopric. My family was far, far away.  Nobody knew what to do for me. My bishop famously said to me, “buck up, buck-a-roo” after he heard the news. I don’t think that the Relief Society president ever even said anything to me – so I guess the bishop should get some credit (poor guy, he was doing the best he could). But I will never forget Rachel’s response. She just held me and wouldn’t let go.  That is Rachel for you. My mom was on the other side of a vast ocean – but Rachel was there and knew just what to do.

Gerry and Rachel are still Londoners.

Now they are a family of six. They maneuver the streets of London with four small children – every single day. They also serve their guts out – Rachel as the Stake Young Women’s president and  Gerry as a counselor in the bishopric. Are you thinking what I am thinking – H O W??? do they do it?!?!

Last week they were in the USA, in the fine state of New Jersey, and they paid us a visit.

It was G R A N D !

In tow were their four beautifully behaved children – Annabelle, Collette, Sebastian and Theo.

Check out the mug on this kid! Now imagine him talking to you with and English accent.

Are you melting?

I was!

Few things in this great big world of ours are as DARLING as this little boy.

I would like to make a small request if anyone in the heavenly realms happens to be listening: Please may I have a little boy who looks just like Sebastian, behaves just like Sebastian and sounds just like Sebastian.

I could also settle for an arranged marriage (put your fighting gloves on, Lou – I know you’ve got your eye of this guy too. “Ding, ding!” goes the bell for round one!)

Twins, Annabelle and Collette, are equally darling.

And they all shared some good times with our girls.

This little visit was wonderful in so many ways.

Most wonderful to me was reflecting on the darling couple who got married two months before we did – and witnessing the happy life they are building.  With grace and goodness they are doing just what they promised God they would do. And seeing it with my own eyes made me feel so very happy.

So seven years on from when Gerry and Rachel became the Neus and Jan and Eliza became the Dawsons life is still swell!

Full of a lot more little people…

and swell, swell, swell!

Thanks for the visit and most of all thanks for being our friends! We love you guys.

P.S.

Just one more photo of Sebastian, because, let’s face it – I’ve got it bad!

I am smitten.

Wouldn’t you be?

Oh, how I needed you.

It had been a long and tiring Sunday.

My second Sunday as Primary President…and I was feeling it!

Diet (caffeine free)* Coke, you were also much needed.

(*After all, I am the Primary Pres, so no caffeine consumption for me. Never mind all the other nasty chemicals, and the pounds of cheese I consumed…I do have SOME standards!)

Our Sunday walk turned horribly wrong.

We took a new trail, one that had a lot of mud and one which required us to CARRY the stroller through the mud. Nice.

And then, in the middle of the walk, we got caught in a rain storm!

But, there you were, my true blue Sunday night nachos –

waiting for me at the end of a long, hard day.

I can always count on you.