Oh, to be a little girl again!

Is it odd that I envy the cute decor of my daughter's corner of the room?

As of now, my little girl is tucked away in a corner of our bedroom.  As aforementioned, we moved in with my mom a few years back and have been more than comfortable having her in the room with us. 

But in a couple of months, my little girl will be turning 3 *gasp* and she's

 getting a room of her own.  

(I got this adorable framed letter from here.)

My mom is kindly giving up her sewing room in order for my baby to have her own room.

As for now I will gaze over to the corner of her room and watch her sleeping with her cute little face on her cute little pillows.

I got this cute little owl for her last year for Easter at Target.  It is too cute!

My mom made this little pillow...

 ...and her gorgeous quilt!

It's called a crazy quilt.

She made it for my daughter when she was born.  Needless to say, 

she's completely attached to it.

Even her little retro play kitchen is adorable!

And while I'm at it, I might as well comment on her TO DIE FOR shoes!  Now why can't grown women get away with wearing these?!?

Sigh, a mama can dream, right?

My baby brother is 18!

My baby brother turned 18 on Friday.  I can't believe it.  I was 17, closing in on 18 years old, when he was born.  He was only 3 months old when I graduated from high school.  How is he possibly 18???


He's only a few months away from graduating from high school now and is awaiting responses from universities.  I had this running joke that he was going to graduate college before I did... and now he's about to start.  I guess I had better figure out what I want to be when I grow up and get a move on!


We spent Saturday hiking at the Pinnacles and we had a blast!  I really hope to have more times like this with my family.

People with nerves of steel were climbing these rock faces.  It's truly spectacular to watch.

Here's my baby brother, Matthew, with his friend, Johnny.

This is the view of the reservoir at the top of the mountain and through the caves.

And another view.

It was really gorgeous.

My trip wouldn't be complete without an awkward self portrait.

Here are my husband and my daughter soaking up the view.

Matthew again.  Probably thinking about how he's about to begin a new season of his life.

Way, way up there.

Happy birthday little brother!  I love you and pray that you continue to reach and to dream and to sit and soak up the view!

Wrong Way Woman

Is it totally wrong that I started busting up laughing when I saw a crossing guard put up her stop sign, blow her whistle and proceed to cross the street while the lady who was waiting to cross walked the opposite direction?!?  Ha!  The sweet crossing guard turned around and ran back and over to where the pedestrian was all while holding up that sign.  God bless her!!!

Lonely Girl

This weekend my whole household emptied out while I stayed back so that I could go to work.  My husband went to a men's retreat while my Mom and my daughter went to visit my sister and her girls for the weekend.  The irony of that is that my brother-in-law left for a wrestling tournament down in Bakersfield and my sister invited my Mom to stay with her so that she wouldn't be lonely!  Ha!  And then, of course, someone had to watch my baby while I went to work.  So there you have it.  Mom leaves me lonely so that her other daughter isn't lonely.  Thanks.  


So I have no excuses (and nothing else to do anyway) so I have decided to tackle the frightening pile of laundry in the garage.  That, and watch reruns of Monk on Netflix.  

I miss my family!

Wait... what? Huh?

Now I'm not saying that I condone lying, but isn't there some sort of unwritten rule that says it's ok to play dumb when your husband asks what happened to all of the Girl Scout cookies?  Now correct me if I'm wrong (ok, don't REALLY please) but isn't "Huh?  What?  Oh ummm, did you take  out the trash yet?" a perfectly legit response to his question???

Oh the Irony

So the title of my new blog is quite ironic.  I am sooooooo not a morning person.  In fact, until recently, I rarely emerged from bed before 11am.  Maybe sleeping til noon was a goal?  

The reason  I am calling my blog, "Breakfast at Sachiko's" is because I love all things Audrey Hepburn (that, and my original title was already being used).  Oh, and "Suburban Holiday" just didn't have the same ring to it.  Aaaaaand because the only holiday I ever take is to go visit my sister and her family.

So my current living arrangement is that my family of three is shacked up with my mom.  We moved back to California from Texas before my daughter was born.  Originally, we were jobless and unable to move out.  Now my husband and I have jobs (praise God!) but my mom doesn't.  The market is so sparse in her field and it's a constant struggle for us all since my husband and I are not exactly racking in the dough.

We received that horrifying letter back in October that states that your house is being repossessed.  It gave my mom about three weeks to get the mortgage up to date.  My mom had a packet to fill out and we've been waiting for the bank's reply ever since.  It's been almost five months and we're living on edge everyday.  Not a fun place to be.  

So here I am, with a constant urge to remodel this out of date house. It's frustrating not knowing what's going to happen to your home, much less paint and revamp the furniture.  So we do the best we can.  Pray and rely on the Lord. 

"Cast your burden on the Lord, And He shall sustain you; He shall never permit the righteous to be moved."  Psalm 55:22

Bees, Blossoms and Babies

When I was a child, I kept journals and loved books and stories.  Somewhere between boys and bills I gave that all up and replaced them with... well, boys and bills.  Now I'm married to a wonderful man and have a beautiful 2 year old daughter.  I find myself forgetting aspects of my daughter's life when I promised myself that I "will never forget that!  It was too adorable and too important a milestone!"  I had even started a hand written journal from me to her when she was just an infant.  I haven't written in it for well over a year.


So here I am, ready to blog about the things I love, the people I love, and God, whom I love the most!  I'll give you an idea of where my interest lie.

Two of the most precious people in the world are my daughter and my niece.  This is them awaiting the arrival of my other niece (oh and her mom and dad ;)).  These two are inseparable.  They are best friends and so are me and my sister.  It was all God when my sister found out she was pregnant just a short 4 1/2 months after I was.  What a blessing!

These are some shots of our backyard... the pretty parts.  Actually, the prettiest parts of these shots are actually our neighbor's yard!  Ha!  Our yard needs a good cleaning and some sprucing up.  It's been neglected but I'm determined to change that!


I love, love, love to go to flea markets, yard sales, etc.  It's like a constant urge and somewhat of a disease.  I think it's called frugalitis!  Anyways, it's genetic and it runs in both sides of my family.  Deep.  


I mill over magazines like BHG and Country Home and dream about my home looking like this:

That's Bee Cottage and House Beautiful followed the transformation.  I loved every minute of it! 


But alas, that's a far off dream.  But I'm hoping that by writing this blog I will be able to turn much of my dreaming and pessimism into reality and optimism.


I have to get going to work now (rah, rah).  Someone has to pay for my hobbies!