Stripes + Vinyl + BBQ + Vintage Beads: A Father’s Day Complete

On Father’s Day Mister Mateo woke to a big fat present of new fishing goodies; a little gift I dreamt up because one of his latest wishes is to take my little Chee on fishing dates at the pond near our house. In his bucket-o-goodies, I included a Barbie fishing pole and life jacket for Lucia, bug spray, sunscreen, a new tackle box for him and a first aid kit. Ha! A first aid kit you ask? Yes. Because my memories of fishing include getting stuck with hooks; I imagine my little L needing a band aid if such a travesty occurs at her expense. 
Later we went along for a ride, a ride in which I drove because, after all, it was Father’s Day. I hate driving, but again, it was Father’s Day. Guess where we ventured? Record Stores, oh my! GuestRoom on Western did not have both vinyls that the hubs desired, so we ventured down to Bricktown, (rhyme unintended). Two new records procured and a stroll through the bricked streets later, we headed back through Mid-town, up to Iron Starr where the fried okra might be the best I have ever had and the Choc Beer is deliciously cold. 
Such a lovely family day and such joy to celebrate my husband, her daddy. 
We love you, Mateo. 

Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros: Home

I enjoy listening to Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros more than I enjoy eating fresh baked bread with butter, which my darlings, is a huge statement. Home, home is wherever I’m with you, Matthew Gray. Home, home is how I feel when this song plays. Home is where I can hold Matt’s hand, stare at my pink walls and watch Lucia build huge block towers. Home is where our dog, if she tries to run across the concrete floor too quickly, loses her footing and looks like she might never make it to the other side. Home is where this song can be playing, and within a second of each other, my husband and I proclaim that the tune reminds us of Johnny Cash. Home is where I proceed to tell him that I love the folk-like narrative quality and the mix of dialogue. Home is where I feel happy and whole. Home is wherever I’m with you. 
Home by Edward Sharpe & The Magnetic Zeros on Grooveshark