Alex and I had never been to a polo match before last month, so when we stumbled upon the opportunity to watch some polo, we decided it would be a fun and unprecedented way to spend an afternoon.
Good morning! Alex just left for work and I am currently in bed with my laptop and a certain little chunky dog is lying on the bed next to me.
When we first brought Elvis home we had a strict “no dog on the bed” policy. We had also hoped to have a “no dog on the furniture” policy, but within 10 minutes of bringing him home, Elvis had claimed the couch and he looked far too comfortable; so naturally we couldn’t bring ourselves to make him move. Since Elvis had such a terrible start to his life, and then spent almost three full years living in a shelter before we finally found him, we definitely try to make his life now with us in his forever home, the best life possible. So, needless to say, we spoil him rotten on a daily basis.
One day (before we ever started letting Elvis get on the bed), my mom came over to our house and saw one of our coffee table books: A Privileged Life: Celebrating Wasp Style, and immediately made a comment about how the title “A Privileged Life” could definitely be used to describe Elvis’ life now. If the title could be used to describe his life in his forever home before being allowed on the bed, then it certainly should be used to illustrate his life now with bed privileges. But even though we allow him on the bed, we don’t allow him to sleep on it at night (we have to draw the line somewhere, and sleep is just way too important to us!); Elvis is only allowed to get on the bed in the morning. So typically, whenever we get the chance to sleep in, Elvis gets to come up on the bed and have a luxurious morning nap (which he is currently partaking in right now).
Honestly, I could not be less excited that it’s Monday.
But thankfully I have a very cute, chunky dog that will sit patiently while I hold impromptu photo shoots in the backyard.
This photo definitely makes me feel better about waking up early today to go to work, and hopefully it will brighten up your Monday too!
Last week I dusted off my favorite cookbook and made this delicious coffee cake. I think freshly baked breakfast goods are a lovely little luxury to have on hand at home, and I definitely want to try to make a batch of breakfast baked goods (i.e. muffins, scones, pound cakes, etc.) at least once a week. This was my first time making this particular recipe; however, it was not my first time making coffee cake (you can see my first and more successful attempt here). Even though this Tate’s recipe is really simple and straightforward, I, of course, still managed to fail by not greasing the pan enough, so the coffee cake was a bit broken up in parts. I was debating whether to even share photos of it or not, but ultimately I felt like the broken coffee cake was not too unfortunate looking, and instead was just very “rustic.”
My parents’ property is impressively beautiful, especially considering they do their own landscaping, and I must say that I feel very fortunate to have been married at such a lovely, private and personal location. Since the wedding, my parents decided to expand their garden, and a couple of months ago I went over there with my camera in tow to take some pictures.