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lessons from the dinner table…


when i was a kid our family actually ate around the bar table in our kitchen.

the dinner table was in the dining room.  only used for special occasions.  and we used wood handled silverware at that table.  it had to be washed by hand.  and i was the “dishes” girl.  i liked eating at the kitchen bar, on the bar stools, with the regular silverware that you could just throw into the dishwasher.

and on occasion… really special occasions (like fondue night) we got to eat at the coffee table in front of the tv.  i don’t even remember what we watched.  i am sure though that it was our parents choice.  but it was so much fun eating in front of the tv that we did not care as kids.

so, last night i went to the store.  bought ribs, salad makings and rolls.

and made the ribs just like my dad’s friend fred taught us (garlic salt, kosher salt and pepper… bbq slow).  and i made a yummy salad of romaine, goat cheese, craisins, toasted walnuts and newmans own raspberry walnut dressing.  along side, i served fresh from the bakery sour dough rolls.

and we ate in front of the tv.  like we always do.  because my art is all over our kitchen table.  i loved it.  the boys watched baseball.  not my first choice.  but it made me smile.  we talked about end of the year school, last weekends guys trip and baseball highlights, moving and how we wished we lived in the condos now because it was 90 degrees outside and the condo has a pool and we do not have one here in our hot hot house, what’s ahead for this week, schedules and planning… and our upcoming trip to see brookie.  i loved every minute of it.  until the bachelorette called my name and there was no way of convincing the boys to turn the channel.

note to self… always have a coffee table in the family room where we can gather and eat in front of the tv.  priceless moments and many lessons to learn… for sure.

happy tuesday.


art friday turned into art saturday. for this week, at least…


fun IS good for you.

i’m trying to pretend that balancing driving to school, back from school, to school again, trying to find him a ride home from school the second time of the day, to baseball 45 minutes away with no carpooling options, trying to paint in the parking lot of a baseball field with the wind blowing and occasional rain showers….

my daily routine.  you get it if you are a mom.

especially if you work from your own home.  yes, i am supposed to be moving into my studio garage in tacoma. i keep saying any day now.  but reality says it will be two more weeks.  all i know if we move in 60 days and i cannot have a studio in my condo.  or at least i do not want a studio in my condo.  i want to go somewhere.  crank some music on my headphones.  and paint big.  huge canvases.  with a saying.  a simple saying.  and maybe glitter it.  or not.  but just venture out into new territory.

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this piece is getting “glittered up” in two weeks.  i can’t wait!


and then there is the FAMILY VINTAGE art.

my favorite of all favorites.

because i am a writer.  a story teller.  a legend keeper.  i love when i can create a story to be passed down from one generation to the next and it tells them a little bit about where they came from… in wine (or other) terms.  love.

i’ve painted for a few fun celebrities.  wish i could share.  but no can do.  some things are kept private in this world.  but what i love is they have the same story.  a deep love of their family.


WINE art.  BEER art. (also have whiskey, vodka, gin, water and sports drinks).


and sometimes i meet someone in life that just deserves a mini piece of wine art because they treated me well. for no reason. just because they are a kind person.  the world need more people like this.

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of course i love love love celebrating family numbers.  ours is 4.  i guess 5 now if you count the cat.  maybe i’ll make him a little one for his space in the house.  fyi… this piece is 36×36″.  it hangs above our sofa in our bar room.  and yes, there is a hole in it.  boys playing football inside.  that’s what happens.  we’ve had a few cuts and scrapes in our family along the way so this perfectly describes the 4 of us.  still hanging in there.  wouldn’t have it any other way.

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i have made many of these 8×10″ famed pieces.  one of my favorite sayings is  “Fisher, Party of Four!”.  that means we are all here.  all four of us.

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and random requests are always fun.

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especially if it end with WOO HOO, WHAT A RIDE!

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and my most requested little piece of art…. JUST TRUST ME. -GOD.  who doesn’t need a little God in their life?  this piece is my original.  first one.  it sits on our entry table next to some of my favorite things.  and quite a few people who enter my home order one before leaving.

hope you have a happy memorial day weekend.  stay safe.  love the one’s you are with.

happy saturday.


is there such thing as a mother’s day hangover…


after reading this… i suppose there is a  mother’s day hangover.



we went out to brunch.

buffet at the HUB in gig harbor.

after a few days in the 80’s it decided to sprinkle and remain around 60ish.

not what brooke had in mind with her CA outfits she brought home.  what started as a sparkly silver romper turned into flannel and a beanie for her.  and hoodie for me.  and of course my mom was in her cute fuschia attire.  but we were going to the horse races afterwards and we wanted to be warm.


trying to get a photo of mason these days proves tough.  walk away and turn real quickly and take the photo.  it works every time.  we always laugh about it.  now why can’t he just smile and get it over with in the first place.  gotta love that kid.  and brooke always knows what i’m up to so she just smiles and waits.  yes.  you know it’s coming girl.

best part of this photo is that i love it.  total random looking shot.  i am going to turn it into black and white and blow it up and frame it.  my artsy style.  i’m more about the story behind the photo.  not really into the posing types.  you have probably noticed that’s why we never take studio or professional photos.  the ones we took years ago sit in albums.  these are the kind i actually frame for our house.  someone’s usually laughing in it.  priceless moments.  love.


it’s just one day of the year.  one moment or two in photos.  then it’s gone until next year.

mother’s day.

i love it any way i can take it!

oh, side note… we did not end up going to the horse races.  brooke and i dropped mason at home for some video game playing.  and we went out to the mall.  it’s her birthday next saturday.  i let her pick out some fun stuff.  and i’m wrapping it all up and sending it down to CA in a birthday box.  everyone loves a package in the mail on their birthday.  it will even include a white cake mix with thick fudge frosting in a tub.  a tradition of her grandfather’s who is no longer with us.  a must on every birthday since i was a kid.


oh, did i mention mother’s day was also our anniversary this year?

23 years!

i love this old photo of us from our dating days.  perms. gold necklaces.  did what we want.  when we wanted.  those were the days.  kind of like the new chapter of our lives as our kids grow up.  funny how that goes.  congrats to us.

he worked all day but was home for the salmon dinner the kids and i made.  he was then promoted to bbq guy, while the kids set the outdoor table up.  and complained about the cold weather… as i just sat there in my sweatshirt and slippers and sipped my wine and smiled.

the perfect mother’s day for sure.

in our own typical fisher fashion.

happy monday.


cinco de mayo. happy de mio (me with an o). and ramblings of an artistic housewife with lots on her plate…

cinco de mayo 2016.

my favorite meal of the year.  i don’t care if it comes from taco bell, moctezumas or my kitchen.

when brooke was in my tummy all i ate were green apples, 7up, finger jello and…. tacos.

hard corn shells with refried beans, sour cream, non fat thousand island dressing by kraft, shredded cheddar and shredded lettuce.  in that order.  no substitutions.  that was the year greg informed me later that he stopped at drive thru on the way home for work for months on end.  haha.  and yes, i still eat them that way.  ask my family.


i guess you could call me taco belle.

if i can’t have my tacos that way, then i have to go to moctezumas (our local Mexican food joint) and get the steak street tacos with cilantro and onions on flour tortillas… and a side of sour cream and a raspberry margarita.  OR… the crunch wrap is back at taco bell.  the best thing ever!!!  trust me.  mason and i eat them after baseball in the summer.  they are only $1.  and filled with corn chips.  in no way way are any of these options healthy… ok, maybe the lettuce.  hah.  i am aware of that.  they are just darn good.  truth.

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yep, this about says it all.

did i mention i love tacos???


enough of the cinco de mayo stuff.

here’s what’s up with me…


about two months ago i said i’d be back in a few days.

apparently i needed a BIG break.

why?  you ask…


14 years of raising our children here.  lots of crazy halloween parties (doors were open all night to friends, family and anyone that wanted to celebrate mason’s birthday… while he was out trick-or-treating).  spring princess and cheerleader parties in the large back yard.  neighbors running through sprinklers.  oh those summer nights on the patio under the umbrella and stars (late late night bbq’s, cocktails poured oh so generously, stories shared).  daytime whiffle ball and late night basketball games in the couldesac.  fireworks in the road.  power outages where we all slept in one bed with a computer and a cat (hoping the computer had enough battery for a movie or two and hoping the cat would not sit directly on the computer).  painting with the doors open (before cat) and various neighbors knocking on the door to come in and chat.  wine with my neighbor girls at a moments notice.  i remember the first day we moved in, sweet delores down the road brought us warm homemade banana bread and introduced herself and said she would teach me how to knit.  the first winter we were here i was invited to a snowstorm hot tub party to get to know the neighbor moms (crowded and fun… walked there in my swim suit, towel and snow boots).  snow days sledding on the golf course at the next neighborhood over (coors light and bbq ribs and chicken noodle soup for the kids).  immediate neighbors looking over our fence during the day and inviting us over that night (bring what’s in your fridge).  sporting events at their home on their new tv her husband had to have.  changing our living room into a bar and game room (yep, right as you enter the door).  chalkboard walls in my office and brooke’s room.  sports posters hung many years ago in mason’s room are still there.  my “mom of the year” trophy next to my computer…. and HULA GIRL… our palm tree in front of the house.  greg and the kids planted it when i was in CA for my 40th bday.  i came home to our big front tree ripped out and a little 3′ palm tree in its place.  it is now about 15′ tall (maybe taller). and it has to stay with the house.  we all decided our last photo here would be with our tree.  we will miss her so.

i could go on.

bitter sweet.

but it was time to sell.  the market was high.  and we had some good equity.  we are ready to spend more time visiting brooke and going to the desert and traveling more (NYC and las vegas are first on our list… hilarious but true).  the house is ready for a new family.  they are so cute.  young.  like when we moved in.  a kid and a baby on the way.  us.  years ago.  i know they will love it here.  they have bought into neighbors and a neighborhood that are worth far more than the house.  they are lucky.  we are moving on to condo living.  new.  easy.  no lawn to mow.  pool out front.  simple.  just what we need for our new chapter.  brooke is in college in santa monica, CA now.  not coming home for summer.  she is officially  moved to sunshine and loves it.  and we are hoping to move south in 3 years.  mason is a freshman in high school.  playing baseball all year long.  getting his license in october.  he has so many friends and is so busy.  and greg.  he got a new job a year ago.  and his 2 hour each way  commute is far too much for every day.  luckily his favorite brother has a home 2 miles from his dealership.  it works.  we have date nights on sundays now.  Saturdays and Mondays are open to friends.  it’s what we do now.  to be honest, we have more fun now that ever.  we used to take each other for granted.  like every other 23 year marriage.  changing things up a bit made life a little bit funner (I know that is not a word, but I like it.  it should be a word).


greg even grabbed me out of bed last weekend and said “there’s a white convertible bug for sale… let’s go get it for you”… i didn’t realize he’d let me sleep in and he was on the phone negotiating it for me. he bartered.  they agreed.  he told me to clean out my SUV.  and away we drove.  one  hour late i had a new car.


a cute little white convertible bug.  only 4 seats.  no more carpooling mom.  no more hauling stuff.  just this sweet thing.  love.

and last but not least…


meet my friend angie.

she just opened up her new offices.  she’s a couples/family/child therapist.  i’m sure her title is a lot more specific and i’m not giving her the recognition she deserves.  she’s kind.  she’s a go getter.  she has one heck of a story.  she herself is in a new chapter of happy.

and i have taken up her offer to move my artwork into a new place.  a great little studio.  i promise to fill you in later.  it will be happening in the next few weeks.  and i can’t thank her enough for her “push” and her generosity.  it has gotten me back on track and ready to roll out some fun art i’ve been talking about for years.  and I CAN’T WAIT!


that’s it.

that’s why i took a break.

wanted to hang out with my kids.  and go on a few dates with my husband.  time is short.  i needed to celebrate my blessings one by one.

and now it’s about time for more fun to come.

happy thursday.


throwing a party is fun…


we must start with crowns.

every girl (no matter what the age) needs a crown.


let’s get real. we are 50. must start off party with diet coke…


and crown royal.

trust me. it is refreshing. and it keeps you awake.

don’t forget to put out a bowl of maraschinos. because it’s a girly girl thing.

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and got get some funny napkins.


great idea for the rafters.  i’ve spent countless hours tying knots then tying bows of ribbon. etc.

why didn’t i ever think of this.


a fun table is a must. love the black and white. you can add any colors you like to it.


and make the table fun.

candy necklaces and ring pops.

use white napkins and put out shapries. let the guests write their own message to the birthday girl.


have everyone contribute to the appetizers.


might i suggest lobster rolls on mini brioche rolls on the menu?  heaven.


and how about a slider and dog bar. dont’ forget the chips, pickles and homemade potato salad.


a photo booth for sure. right?

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oh the choices…


although by this time, the booze will be flowing. no woman cares what kind of cake at this point.

just make it cute so when she looks back on the photos she smiles.


throw in a few good questions to get them thinking.

will anyone remember your private baggage you announce?


and if cake wasn’t enough… keep smores makings on hand.

everyone loves a smore at 3:00 am.

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when the guests wake up, make them laugh.


and quickly make bloody marys.

at this time you can get out the left over sliders and hot dogs and chow down.


and throw in some donut balls on some cute skewers too.

sure you could make a wonderful breakfast casserole, but who needs to cook and do dishes.

not us.


at this point you can also serve water. lots and lots of water before you send them on their way.

that’s a wrap!

happy thursday.


banana. peanut butter. m&m’s in school colors. snack time…


my mom always made after school snacks.  did yours?

the problem here is that mason likes BIG snacks.  we are talking full on dinners.  “can we please stop off at taco time?”.  “i’m so hungry i can’t make it home!”. omG… we only live 10 minutes from home.  and he wants his snack and dinner to NOT be the same thing.  on the same day.


this is exhausting.  what ever happened to the cute little fruit roll up?  or baby chocolate milk?  even a bowl of cereal was fine last year.  but this year he has grown over 11 inches.  even the physical changes these past few months make me look twice at times.  where did my baby boy go?   i guess he deserved to eat like a grown up now.


i promise i’d make you better snacks if you’d just get that hair cut!  been growing it for months.  seems like years.  growing.  growing.  growing.  so is he.  into a man. enough about the hair. tbh… we all like it.  it’s him.

ok, i get it.  independence.  high school  girls.  coolness.  you be you!

i love that kid of ours.


so, today i was tired of making meals for everyone (not like i do it a lot…haha).

and we had these great bananas on the counter.  the kind that are a little green still.  my fav kind.  and the peanut butter and baggies were still on the counter from making lunch this morning (typical).  and the m&m’s and mini chocolate chips were left over from cookies i made this past weekend (which mason and friends ate ALL of them in 2 days).

i grabbed a baggie.  put some peanut butter in it.  snipped the tip off the end.  swirled the peanut butter onto the banana slices.  topped with school colors.  so awesome.  even i was proud of my accomplishment.  and guess what?  he liked it.  not one complaint that it wasn’t a “meal”.

i will never tire of making him after school snacks because i know how fast time goes.  brooke lives in CA now and i can no longer do that for her.  here’s to 3 1/2 more years of snack making.

happy tuesday.


i am an official instagram junkie…


my daughter @fisher_brooke told me i’d like instagram.  i thought it was too much work to figure out something new.

boy was i wrong.

now i’m ON. feel free to follow me @hellotracy if you are a lover of art, food and homes that you swear you could pull off. in your dreams. lots of sarcasm. big surprise. a dreamer of a new wardrobe, jewelry and hair you’ll never pull off or afford. you know, the usual “girl” stuff.

please excuse me as i probably post at the wrong times.  probably post too many or too little photos.  probably don’t know you are following me because i just figured that out yesterday. so many “probably’s”. oh well. too bad.

now, log on!




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love love love instagram. until something better comes along for this photo, quote, food, clothing, art, sign, jewelry, cocktail,, purse, sunglass, flip flop, beach, “family AND carreer” girl.

happy monday.


what go give your man for valentines day? boozy cherries, of course…

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thank you for the idea btw… I love your blog!

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i’ve seen recipes for this before.  always wanted to make them. never do. typical me.

then it dawned on me when i saw them on my pinterest page…

valentine’s day is near.

what a better gift than booze and food in one! (ok, at least for my husband and i… no judging please).

BOOZY BOURBON CHERRIES (according to the recipe girl)

3 1/2 c. bourbon

2/3 c. granulated white sugar

4 c. fresh sweet cherries, washed, pitted and stems removed

“in medium saucepan, bring the bourbon and sugar to a simmer over low heat.  simmer and stir until the sugar dissolves, then turn off the heat and let sit for at least 15 min.  pack your cherries into two 25oz jars (or three smaller ones).  snuggle them into the jars nice and tight without smashing the cherries.  pour the syrup over the cherries in each jar until it covers the fruit completely. if you have any leftover syrup, you can use it to make a cocktail.  place the lids on tight and store the cherries in the refrigerator.  they should be used within one year.”

crown royal and diet coke is my drink of choice.  if you are friend of mine, you know that already.  when i’m in restaurants i like them to add a cherry (or two) to my drink.  just because.  kind of like a combination of my brother’s roy rogers, and my parents manhattans at the tacoma country club when we were kids.  i can imagine if you mixed them both together it might tast like this.

ok, off topic… big surprise.

when i was in hermosa beach with brookie a few weeks ago, i ventured out one night on my own while she was either studying or seeing her boyfriend (or doing both as she would claim… right).  i found the cutest little bar.

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and it had “cocktails” underneath.

the outside was painted all black and there were valet drivers and it looked fancy and shady at the same time.  my kind of place.  where you would meet people with good stories.   i was so curious.  walked in.  sat at the bar.  alone.  totally cool.  felt 21.  haha.  it was a mixture of young and hip suntanned kids, old locals, and harley dudes with their beach blonde babes.  awesome people watching.

i ordered my usual and when i asked for a cherry or two… the bartender told me she had the perfect thing for me.  um, ok. i waited patiently while i looked around.  i noticed the red, old fashioned, cut glass candle holders.  totally reminded me of my grandparents.  note to self… go find some at the thrift store.  red.  for v-day.

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booze soaked cherries. my dream come true.  i can’t wait to go back.  i told greg i would stay in hermosa beach just to have a cocktail there.

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cheers to saturday nights.

i might just have to have a cocktail.  just because.

happy saturday.


food porn. you are welcome…


food porn. that’s what they call it. food through media that makes you wish you had that delectable item in your hands. right now!

and trust me… hermosa beach has it.


i only wish i had a fancy camera to capture it all. until then, this is my version of food porn in southern CA.


in-n-out burgers!!! need i say more?

this time we ordered single patties and didn’t have “animal style” fries… and we drank water.  that’s healthy. right?!  haha.


no. not technically food porn. sorry. i know you were hoping this would be an oowey gooey char broiled burger, dripping with melted cheese and topped with ripe fresh avocados…..but the best thing we bought for the condo we are staying in (we decided no cooking so we don’t have to clean the kitchen)… is this… the best yogurt and granola from trader joes.  we added frozen organic blueberries and sliced bananas on top. after eating this i almost felt like i could run the path along the beach. i said almost.


this is more like it. california breakfast. egg and bacon homemade burrito with the hottest coffee ever. love it that way. oh, and served with a salsa that is to die for!!

thanks JAVA MAN for welcoming us every morning.


oh ya, they also have homemade cinnamon rolls and hearty oatmeal with locally made granola, raisins and brown sugar. this one’s for the carb lover!



project taco. little hole in the wall. on the pier. only 1 little window with 2 guys inside. always packed so we had to try the grilled fish taco and pot roast taco (never heard of pot roast taco). this photo makes them look huge. they are not. they are street tacos. little. 2-3 bites.

yummmm. the sauces. one of them burned our lips. it was so hot. but we kept laughing and eating because they were addicting. good news is we drank lots of water.


please don’t judge. yes, this is nestle toll house raw cookie dough. and chocolate milk with coffee in it. reminded me of the old school cafeteria milk.  and the cookie dough? it’s a family thing. about  50 of us in our family eat it. and like it. and truthfully don’t care what others think about our quirky behavior. we just eat it and that’s that.





the Rockefeller. OMG.

ate there a few times. one night we split a lobster pot pie. i’m salivating just talking about it. and i’m bummed i didn’t take a photo. we were so hungry that we just dove in!!

we always split meals. then i don’t feel so guilty. and by the way, these photos are making the tacos all look really big. not! i could have eaten more.but on a budget and my jeans were not that loose to begin with.


do you love old school bars? the kind that are so dark inside you can’t read the menu so you just order cocktails?



reminded me of my grandpa and grandma and their manhattans. they would have loved this joint.

i sat at the bar. met a few locals. and ordered my usual “crown and diet”… then the sweet bartender introduced me to these cherries. steeped in liquor. sour cherries. i have to get some of these when i get home for my manhattan/whiskey drinking friends… Yes, edward i’ll get you a jar too!

then there is paisanos pizza.

hey, we were here almost 3 weeks and just decided to have pizza.



order your slice and they heat it in the oven while you stare in awe of celebrity photos.

yes, I’m like that. i got it from my mom. we love celebrity spotting… not that we’d know one if we saw one.



this is what i ordered yesterday at the American Junkie. while watching the seahawks play.  yes, sad day for seattle fans…sat outside. with sunglasses on. and saw this on the menu. steak teriyaki on rice with veggies, fresh avocado a fried egg and sprinkled black sesame seeds on top. that was it. “i’ll take it… oh, and a glass of pinot grigio please”.


brookie and jay joined me. but they got pop!


she got chicken and waffles with jalapeño syrup.


he he got the breakfast burrito and fruit. he is on a college baseball team and he is in training. but i did see him steal a bite of her waffle. oh wait, maybe that was me!


i’m going to end with this photo.

every day i walk down to the beach. 2 blocks. and reflect on the day. and every few days brooke joins me and we go to paradise bowls and get this!!

the bottom layer is some frozen smoothly concoction with seeds and stuff that are supposed to be good for me. then topped with homemade granola, fresh fruit and a drizzle of honey.

a feel good splurge.

ive gotta say, i’ve loved the people iI’ve met here and appreciated the fresh air and the sound of the waves crashing on the beach.  most of all the time i’ve spent with my daughter. i will always remember this moment for as long i live.

born in Laguna Beach almost 52 years ago has made me need this in my soul.

see you later hermosa!

happy tuesday.


celebrate good times. come on…


yes, we are celebrating!

started out today waking up to remembering it’s my cousin’s birthday.  ok, technically she’s my cousin’s wife. but we all call each other cousins. so many of us.

our “family thing” is eating raw cookie dough. no feedback on the “raw egg” thing please. we’ve eaten it for years and not one person has ever felt any weird consequences.  seriously.  just good tasting fun!

we’ve celebrated a birthday with a raw cookie dough cake with 40 spoons placed into it.  we’ve served raw cookie dough balls on silver platters at the beach house during the summer.  we call it “appetizers”.  awesome!  we just really like raw cookie dough.

so, we celebrate you, cousin shelli with “no raw egg” chocolate chip cookie dough.  we are in CA now so no cooking for us.  just college classes during day for brookie and searching for a roommate all day via my computer while texting her info.


guess what?

she found a roomie today!

and we are celebrating tonight with fish tacos under the heat lamp outside… and a hot homemade chocolate chip cookie with ice cream, whip cream and a fancy little green mint piece on top.

for tonight we will have sweet dreams!

happy friday.