I’m so sorry for my lack of updates. Between the lollipop business, Elliot, Emory, and pastry school, I’m having a great deal of trouble finding time. But check out this picture of my family? These bastards keep getting in the way of blogging. I know, right? It’s a good thing they’re cute.
I’m also in the process of trying to secure an externship in NYC and that’s been a bit difficult. I’m having to rewrite my resume to reflect my food industry experience. So to any potential bakery/chocolatier looking to hire me, it appears I have been a total slacker since 1997.
I don’t know how to do this. So if for some strange reason you’re reading this and you have any leads, or you’re thinking, Michele would be awesome working HERE! Please let me know. I’ll send you lollipops.
We took our vacation. Elliot rode up with Toby on the train, which worked out well. Emory and I picked them up in Providence. Elliot only had to be in the car for about 45 minutes. That was doable and there wasn’t as much vomit and tears because we SANG TO HIM ON THE TOP OF OUR VOICES THE ENTIRE WAY. We sounded completely insane, totally nuts. But it worked somehow.
Here’s a picture of the house we rented in Rhode Island.
It was great. Except there were a lot of ticks and mosquitos. I picked one tick off my boob while breastfeeding Elliot. That was disturbing.
Here’s who delivered our eggs.
Let me tell you, egg lovers, there is nothing better than a fresh egg. I baked with these suckers, too. It was awesome. Now to finally leave this city, buy a farmhouse and raise some damn chickens!
And lastly, here’s a self-portrait taken with Em. Can you see all my gray hair? That’s what happens when you have kids apparently. Or cats.
I’m going to try and find time to update more often, even if no one is reading this anymore. You see, I have used this blog for over a decade to answer questions about our lives together. When did we get married? Oh yeah! Did we really live in San Francisco at one point? Hot damn! Yup. Wait, we have kids? When did we have kids?
Speaking of kids, and looking back over the blog, I’m amazed at how much I’ve aged in 4 years, how many wrinkles I have attained in that time. I’m aging like a president. But it’s worth it.
Edited to add: Holy crow! I just now realized it’s Tuesday. I will upload something featuring Murray as well. I still get emails letting me know how much he is missed.