Thursday, December 31, 2009


(stuart and i - fordyce christmas)

i never make new year's resolutions. mostly because i don't like to fail. or plan ahead.
but seeing as this is the start of a new decade (and i REALLY like being non-committal - poor nate) i'm making goals for the next 10 years.
in 2020, i'll make some new goals (unless the world implodes in 2012. which would kinda suck. upside? according to the mayans, i don't have to stress about buying christmas presents that year.)

anyways, back to the goals:
buy a house.
grow our business and move into a bigger location.
have another baby.
get nate 'fixed.' (in that order.)
go on a honeymoon.
spend lots of weekends at the coast.
get more tattoos (to be fair - those are goals for 2010.)
get professional family photos done.
take family vacations.
go on more dates with my husband.
and be generally awesome :]

what are your goals for this year?

Wednesday, December 30, 2009


etsy is a bad, bad place.
i'm pretty sure both of these are coming home with me. IN LOVE.

christmas 2009.

making countless no-bake cookies.
watching christmas movies every morning for a month.
cash being completely uninterested in opening his presents.
caroling with the fordyce's.
drinking too much bailey's at janets.
leaving an orange for dad.
knitting garlands for every surface in the house.
cash and stuart fighting over everything.
nate's face when he opened his gift from mom.
getting the flip.
making the ugliest gingerbread houses i've ever seen.
piper eating an entire tray of chocolate chip cookies (and living to tell about it.)

even though, despite my best efforts, it just didn't feel like christmas.
but i still want to remember this christmas as a good one.

Tuesday, December 29, 2009

2 feet.

the battle cry in our house whenever there is even a hint of snow.
when i was a kid, there was nothing more thrilling than the idea of being snowed in.
we got less than half an inch today, but it's still exciting.
i love snow more than i love christmas. maybe even halloween.
cash? not so much.

Monday, December 28, 2009

the old man friend.

i watched up for the first time last night - quite possibly the sweetest movie i've ever seen. it reminded me of a story i haven't had the chance to tell yet...and seeing as we are getting close to a new year, now is as good a time as any.

ever since i was little, i've had a fondness for little old grandpas. i just think they are so sweet and cute. even the grumpy ones (in fact, they might be my favorite.) when i was working out at the farm, i had all kinds of old men that would come out to pick berries. a handful of which were my favorite. but there was one old man in particular that i loved the most. to this day, i still don't know his name. but i remember everything about him, as if i had a picture of him. he drove a maroon ford pick-up, his bucket weighed one pound and he would come out every day and pick 12-13 lbs of strawberries. he always wore a hat, he had square glasses and was missing several fingers due to a lawn mowing accident. i adore him.

there was one summer, when i was about 13 or 14, he didn't come out to pick at all. not once. i was heartbroken, afraid he had passed away sometime during the year. heartbroken that i might never know what happened to him. so the next year, when i saw his maroon pick-up drive up on the first day, i ran out to him to give him a huge hug. he had gotten sick and was still pretty weak, but he continued to refuse my help. quite possibly the cutest thing about him - he never let me carry his full bucket, not even that year.

the last summer i worked, we said our goodbyes. talked about what my plans were. talked about him being excited his daughter was moving home. and promised to pick together soon.

in june, i took cash and julie to go strawberry picking. i had just spotted a huge strawberry just up the way, when out of the corner of my eye i spotted a familiar hat bobbing along. i dropped my bowl right then and ran 3 rows over to him.
"you're not picking very fast."
without skipping a beat, he said, "you could help me, you know."
"do you remember me?"
he looked up at me and said, "of course i remember you, sarah."
i almost cried. we talked about my getting married and having cash. and about how much he missed his daughter now that she moved back to bend. it was the happiest i had been since dad's accident.

in a year full of never ending change, it's the small constants that are the most comforting. knowing that on any given day during the summer he's out there picking into the same bucket he's been using since i was 8, makes me smile. i hope i see him again soon.

and to my old man friend, where ever you are - keep on picking.

Sunday, December 27, 2009

can i have a vacation now?

christmas is more work when you're grown up.
but our holiday was still wonderful.
back to my regularly un-scheduled blogging next week.

Friday, December 25, 2009

merry xmas.

and a happy new year.
xo - the crawfords

((just thought i would like to point out - wtf is going on with that hat on my head? oy. ))

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

christmas memories.

these are some of my favorite christmas memories:

i'll never forget the year i was SUPER sick and throwing up all christmas eve. dad stayed up with me all night. i remember waking up early in the morning, looking over and seeing him sitting at the end of the couch, reading a book and rubbing my leg.

the christmas santa got everyone in the family little disk guns (these toy guns that shot red disks.) mom rued the day she decided that was a good idea. we are STILL finding those disks in the house.

how dad was almost always the first one up christmas morning. i would always come down stairs to the living to find him sitting on the couch going through his goodies. we used to tease him that he was worse than us.

the christmas dad bought mom a new microwave but instead of just wrapping it, he put it in a bigger box with a layer of bricks on top. i'll never forget the look on mom's face when she opened that giant box of bricks.

the christmas lisa got a really funny book and spent the entire day laughing her head off.

the christmas mom got me the 'pregnant barbie' just because i wanted to see how it worked (her stomach had a magnet on it. it was really creepy.)

the christmas we drove down to california in the little VW Bug. i remember being wedged in the backseat with all my presents on the way back home.

how every christmas dad and i would go tree shopping together. we'd always argue over how big of a tree we should get for the house (my argument? i remember our trees being HUGE as a kid. his argument? he's always gotten the same size tree, i'm just taller now. he usually won.) and how we would almost always stop at E.Z Orchards for spiced cider donuts.

how every christmas mom and i would decorate the tree together and watch White Christmas (easily one of my favorite movies of all time.)

christmas is my favorite (after halloween.)
i hope your christmas is full of magic.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

proof that someone in the house is walking.

all the shampoo bottles? check.
a scrap of wrapping paper? check.
sippy cup? check.
wrench? check.

the rest of the house looks like this too. it's awesome.

Saturday, December 19, 2009

i saw santa at target the other day.

and i REALLY wanted to go up to him and say, "i really like pretty scarves. and a new car would be awesome."
but i refrained.
but now you know...even santa shops at target.

Tuesday, December 15, 2009

the nevers.

a cute little idea i stole from cathy.

i've never really learned how to swim (i can thank evil miss nancy for that.)
i'll never be 'that' thin.
i've never loved my family more than i do right now.
i never remember the date that nate and i met (don't worry - he doesn't either.)
i never thought i would have a family at 22.

i never thought i would own a restaurant either.
i've never liked vegetables.
i've never met an ice cream flavor i didn't like.
i never talk to those people i swore to be friends for life with.
i never use an umbrella.
i never avoid an argument.
i'll never be able to watch the animal planet shows where animals die.
i'll never let cash own a snake. or a spider.
i've never mastered parallel parking.
i never read a book without reading the ending first.
i'll never stop missing my dad.

Monday, December 14, 2009

the piper mess.

piper has a habit of eating things that aren't edible (like the fireplace.)
and things that shouldn't be edible (like the cat poop.)
and there isn't much human food that she turns away.
she's generally pretty good about not getting in the trash. except when there are coffee filters in easy reach (and nate says I'M addicted to coffee.)

but today, when we went to get mom and were gone for 15 MINUTES, she ate a coffee filter, a stick of butter from the counter, an entire bag of cat treats, the wax from the little babybel cheese, all of the cat poop that was in the litter box, and chewed up a part of a white garland amanda was working on.
and what's more awesome?
she just had a MASSIVE accident in the house. two minutes after amanda took her out to go potty.


Sunday, December 13, 2009

the cold monster.

has officially left the building.
cash is back to his happy, normal self - woo!

Friday, December 11, 2009

the fun never ends.

yet another thing on the want list.
someone out there knows i'm a sucker. must. restrain.

((thanks katy for sending me the link - i actually laughed out loud when i saw it!))

Thursday, December 10, 2009

i think martha stewart has taken over my body.

because i REALLY want to do this today.
and i've been making cookies.
and last weekend? i made a christmas wreath.
and? i really want to have a paper snowflake making party.

i'm pretty sure there is something wrong with me.

Wednesday, December 9, 2009

the hunt.

we went christmas tree hunting on monday.
it was freezing cold and i didn't bring a saw. (a saw used for metal pipe really won't work? who knew?)
but we found 3 perfect trees. one for us, one for mom and one for grandma.

it was hard without dad.
but this was our tradition and i'm determined to keep it going.
for me. for cash. and for our family.

when we dropped the tree off to grandma, i was surprised at how emotional it was. this was something that dad and i did every year after grandpa died.
and now here i am, dropping off a tree without him.
this sucks.

Tuesday, December 8, 2009


or rather, why didn't i ever to think to look before?
because etsy? has a vintage section in addition to a handmade section.
so i did a search for fisher price toys. and found this:


((i may or may not have a slight obsession with vintage toys. particularly of the fisher price persuasion. don't even get me started on the little people toys. O.M.G))

eta: i'm pretty sure cash is going to be completely uninterested in planes, since EVERY SINGLE THING i buy him has an airplane on it.

Monday, December 7, 2009


it's no secret that cash is big. like 30 lbs big. like fitting into some 24 month clothing big. BIG.
but it always surprises me when i see him with other kids his age.
he looks like a giant.

((BTW - those people that said cash would thin out when he started crawling? WRONG. and those people that said he would thin out once he started walking? WRONG AGAIN.))

Saturday, December 5, 2009

this is going to cost me someday.

i probably just tacked on another year of therapy when he gets older...but i can't help it. look at those thigh rolls!

((cash - i'm sorry. but this is freaking hilarious. someday you'll understand. or you'll go on oprah to complain about what a horrible mother i am. either way, i love you! and your thigh rolls!)

the cold monster.

cash has a wicked cold. instead of the usual drool, i'm now covered in SNOT too.
tis the season of buying lots of kleenex.
((speaking of drool, someone's top left tooth has finally poked through - huzzah!))

Friday, December 4, 2009

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

the boys.

they're my favorite.
even though they both frequently smell bad.