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Tree, v.2016

We have secured –

– the 2016 Temple Family Christmas Tree!

Trent after cutting our 2016 tree, blissfully unaware that you can't really touch this thing anywhere besides the green stuff.

Trent after cutting our 2016 tree, blissfully unaware that you can’t really touch this thing anywhere besides the green stuff. Cypress trees are painfully prickly, people. Pretty and PRICKLY. Beauty is pain.

We went tree hunting this past weekend in Petaluma for the third year in a row with our friends Jessica and Larry. We adore this kickoff to our holiday season; it’s a real tradition now in the Temple household. But THIS year was special, since the little bundle of joy Jessica was carting along in utero last year was out in full banana-biscuit-gobbling force for 2016, ready to have a say in her second (technically, but by just a few days) Christmas tree:  Continue reading

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The Wall

I don’t know what it is with me, but I’m OBSESSED with family photos, and finding myriad new ways to display them around both my houses.

(and also archive tens of thousands of them online, of course)

Maybe it’s because we always had a RAD family photo wall in my house growing up as a kid… I mean, RAAADDD. My mom knew no bounds with her collaging and hanging, people. “Gallery wall” my ass – Munga mastered that shit in the 70s.

I feel like the most important thing I can do to carry on her legacy is to not only wallpaper my own house in family photos, but to also simultaneously up the ante a little (yes, I think about this a lot!). You know; come up with new “themes”, “arrangements”, etc. Really make her proud.

I made a gallery wall above my (steep, old) stairs from the photos displayed at my wedding, as an homage to Team Temple's beginnings.

The gallery wall above my (steep, old) stairs is made up of old photos I collected and displayed at my wedding, as an homage to Team Temple’s beginnings.

Are you laughing? Probably. But this is seriously my passion.

I’ve done pretty well in our Oakland house thus far; however, now that we’re one year deep in at the cabin I have a new idea… and I’m geeking out about it (to quote Munga).

In our little square mudroom, after our Labor Day housewarming last year, I hung this large canvas print of the excellent friends who helped us christen our new home:

Can't believe this was a year ago already!

Everyone stops to admire it on their way into our house. 🙂 

And now that we’ve had ANOTHER amazing Labor Day at Mustang Ranch, I’ve decided that every year, when we repeat this tradition, we’ll get a group photo of the friends we share it with – our family – and add it to the walls of the mud room, until the room is PACKED.

So, here we go:

Year 2 Crew!

Year 2 Crew: Marlene, Zoe (+unborn), Micah, Kristyn, Mike (minus Ed, who had already crossed the river, dammit)!

You’ll have to come to the cabin to see how it all fits together (but make no doubt, I’ll make it look gooooood). 

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Easter Funday

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Easter meditations, California-style.

 

It seems sacrilegious to even type it, but these past ten years Easter has become an EPICALLY fun holiday.

It’s true – Easter was not an epically fun holiday as a kid. Namely because I grew up in a Catholic family (sorry, Munga, but now that I’m almost 40 I have the courage to say it!). Continue reading

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Proper Turkey

Team Temple has officially entered a new class of citizen:

That class filled with people who cook Thanksgiving dinner for the family and serve it in their own home!

Happy customers after our first Thanksgiving at 3675!

Happy customers after our first Thanksgiving at 3675!

Yes! We are finally those people! I never thought I’d be one. I think back to the old days, when I was living above an old auto dealership in Detroit and most of my meals could be cooked AND eaten in a saucepan… I’d turn the oven on only to add extra heat to my apartment when the windows froze over…

Indeed: I HAVE grown up. It happens. Continue reading

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Templitions

Trees fall so that our tradition may live.

Trees fall so that our tradition may live.

We’ve been at 3675 for over a year now, and it’s no longer the “first time” we do anything in this house. It’s now the second time. Or, in the case of some things – like laying mulch – it’s the third time. Or the fourth time. Jeez – it might even be the fifth time we’ve laid mulch, dammit. Continue reading

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