Archive for May, 2007

Happy Belated Milk Mama Day!

Wednesday, May 16th, 2007

I hope every one reading this had a FABULOUS Milk Mama Day on Sunday. For me, Mother’s Day is right up there with Thanksgiving and Christmas in my top 5 favorite holidays. I guess to round out the top 5, I’d pick Charlotte and Mary’s birthdays!

I had the ultimate, most perfect Mother’s Day this year. For starters, my Mom was in town! My parents live in Oklahoma (where I grew up) and were visiting Boulder for their 50th college reunion at the University of Colorado. (How cute is that?) On Sunday morning, Mary greeted me bright and early with snuggles in my bed (as usual). Charlotte came about 30 minutes later and announced it was my morning for breakfast in bed! So I HAD to come downstairs — come ON! I explained that the idea was for me to STAY IN BED, but that didn’t go over so well, and I didn’t press it. Chris baked Pillsbury Grand cinnamon rolls — the refrigerated dough kind that you pop open on the edge of the counter — yummmm. With a side of rasberries and blueberries, and plenty of coffee with cream. The girls woke Grandmommy Charlotte and Grandaddy Frank up, and in we came with trays of warm, sticky cinnamon rolls. We ate in the guest room bed, much to Chris’ relief (not so big on crumbs in bed). Then I went on a quick (as in short) jog for penance. We all went to 10:45 church which was lovely. Mom and I wore beautiful rose corsages — a Mother’s Day tradition. Unfortunately, Mary got poked by my corsage pin during church. She cried loudly, “Mommy, I got poked by the pine tree!” then recovered quickly. After church we went to the Pearl Street Mall, an outdoor pedestrian mall in downtown Boulder. It was a gorgeous, sunny Spring day and the tulips were in full splendor. The girls got balloon animals from Captain Twist (a pirate, of course), and then we headed to the Boulderado, a lovely historic hotel for brunch (which also happens to be where we had our wedding reception 10 years ago!). The rest of the afternoon/evening we just hung out at home. Now tell me, is that not the PERFECT Mother’s Day?

Until next time… xoxoxo, Cate

Rock Star

Friday, May 4th, 2007

Since most of you reading this are working moms, you understand why Andrea and I aren’t more prolific bloggers. NO TIME! Truly, it’s a wonder we actually wrote a book and had it published (while keeping our day jobs and raising young children)! Now that I actually set aside a moment to write (while waiting for my hair color to set), I’m not sure what to say. Deep breath, moment of calm…

How about a publicity update? We’ve done almost 20 radio interviews over the past 6 weeks – please let us know if you heard one! We’ve had a ball. We will post links and/or podcasts to the website as soon as we can. We’ve also had several book signings, and have another one coming up this Saturday at a new Borders store in Boulder, as part of a “Celebrate Mama” event. Our dear husbands will bring the kids by to see their “famous” moms. (At ages 3, 4 and 5, is there a chance they’ll remember seeing Mommy sign books?) Next week we have a radio interview blitz – almost 20 interviews back-to-back starting at 7:05 am Eastern, which is 5:05 am our time. Yikes! We’re thinking we’ll just have a slumber party at a local hotel, and take the calls in the morning while eating room service! I think we deserve some $25 French Toast, don’t you? Next Friday we have our first TV appearance – woo hoo! We will appear live at 10:00 am on “Colorado and Company,” just after The Today Show on the Denver NBC affiliate. Not sure how many working moms will be watching TV at 10:00 am on a week day, but still it’s exciting!

Hair is finished now. I had it colored at a salon – a rare treat since I’m usually a kitchen beautician. It came out somewhere between tomato and fire engine red. I am not kidding. Charlotte (5) said, “It’s ok Mommy. You look like a rock star!”

xoxo, Cate 

P.S. I had a coffee with a girlfriend who had this reaction to my RED hair: “It’s totally not not cute!” Well said. (I’m actually starting to like it.)