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Single tired mom of four. Lover of chocolate and coffee - not necessarily in that order. Lover of Jesus, photographer by trade, Photoshop junkie and crime TV watcher.

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Three Squares

April 23, 2008

Project 365 – day 69

I just came home from the grocery store at 10:00 tonight.  If I hadn’t gone, I would have been feeding Carrie this for the next several days.    It’s yummy and all but not for breakfast, lunch and dinner.

So I spent a bit of time digging through my recipe notebook to see what I had hanging around.  I decided on Chicken Carbonara, burgers on the grill and Pioneer Woman’s Most Favorite Salad Ever. Ever, Ever, Ever! because it just wouldn’t be any fun if we didn’t make at least one of Ree’s recipes; although, truth be told, I would prefer it be the The Best Chocolate Sheet Cake. Ever., but my thighs will hate me on Monday. 

Yeah okay.  More than they do today.

So what are your favorite recipes when you are having guests?  Do you have any winners you’d like to share? 

One of these days I’m going to get real ambitious and type up all my favorites to post here. 

Probably right after I get back from my trip on the space shuttle.

 

Wordless Wednesday – Clicking My Heels

April 22, 2008

Project 365 – day 68

You might think I’m crazy, but there is nothing quite like putting on a new pair of socks.  Especially if they are good quality with lots of cushion.  It reminds me of a micro-spa treatment for my feet without the frills.  And when my feet feel good, I feel good.   Makes me want to click my heels. 

Okay not really, but close.

So inquiring minds want to know…..do you feel the same about new socks?

How do new socks make you feel?
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Right Where I Belong

April 21, 2008

Project 365 – Day 67

There is really no place on earth I would rather be than in the garden. Of course if that garden just happened to be located in the south of France I highly doubt you would hear me complaining, but really any garden will do.

It’s a wonder I make it through the winter cooped up in the house. As soon as I feel frustration, or worry the garden is the place I go.  Looking at God’s beautiful creations has a way of making my issues seem quite trivial.

Spring Blooms

April 20, 2008

Project 365 – Day 66

Cobalt Blue Beauty

April 19, 2008

Project 365 – Day 65

Thank you all for your comments about the fence.   You had some great suggestions.  I was particularly fond of the idea of planting Jasmine, but unfortunately, it is not in my zone.  I also loved the idea to paint it pink and hang allergy causing foliage, but I will try and restrain myself and exhaust all other efforts.  Like having Carrie have at ‘em with her Stunmaster 2000 that she has threatened to bring on the plane. 

I know she can take him.

Moving right along, I took Kimmie’s suggestion to try out the farmer’s market for some shrubbery.  We woke up this morning at 5:00 am, (kids and all) and went to the farmer’s market in Hartford CT. 

I must say, I MISS seeing the sunrise.  And I love being up early.  I am an early girl.  The earlier the better.  The peace, the quiet, the birds.  I love it all.  So this morning was quite a treat for me.

But the best part…..eeeee……I snagged some climbing hydrangeas for my fence from a wholesaler, so they cost me half the price.  They already have a few years growth, so they are very tall, which means, I will have covering sooner than later.  And did I mention they were hydrangeas?  They are one of my all time favorites and if you haven’t seen a climber, I found a picture to show you.

After my morning fun we spent the rest of the day outside planting, digging, grilling, swinging and many of the other ing’s you might be doing in your back yard on a sunny day.  It was a great day.

Until….

Bella got a bunch of dirt in her eye.  Not just a little, but chunks.  Stringy chunks.  Yes, I did say stringy chunks of dirt.

She wasn’t sitting still enough for me to get it out.  We tried to rinse her eye, but she was screaming with her eyes plastered shut.  So I did what I always do in these kind of situations…. prayed for immediate assistance.

Then I remembered the eye cup.  That beautiful vintage cobalt save-the-day piece of glass that sits in my mother’s cupboard.  Thank you Lord.

She let me put it right up to her eye and even found it a bit interesting. 

After a couple of rinses, the dirt collected right at the corner of her eye where I gently wiped it out.  Trauma over and forgotten.  For her anyway.  I have had a child scratch an eyeball at the age of two and it ain’t fun.

Then I thanked God and kissed the cup, which I will inherit some day.  If you only knew how many eyes it has saved.

Big Yellow Fence

April 18, 2008

Project 365 – Day 64

Our fence is finally done and although it is exactly what I needed to protect some of our privacy from the peeping neighbor next door,  I have lost my beautiful view in the process.  Suddenly I looked out my lovely kitchen widows to see…

BIG -YELLOW -FENCE.

A ghastly view from the inside, but from the outside it is almost tolerable.

Somehow in the midst of my fence hating moments, the fence has also become a friend, a little piece of security, that I had taken away from me many years ago when the peeping neighbor moved in.  I have never felt comfortable in my yard, always feeling the glaring eyes on my person as I gardened, or played with the children.  Now I feel just a wee bit empowered and strengthened that God gave me a little of my peace back.  The neighbor is still there, standing real close to the fence, hanging on every word he hears and letting you know of his presence, but I still feel better.  Hidden if you will.

Enough so that I have aptly named our yard The Compound.

I am somewhere between feeling like a prisoner and bird, free to fly as she chooses.  Maybe by next week I’ll be able to settle on one or the other.   Until then….no Waco jokes.  K?

 

 

 

Play Hard

April 17, 2008

Project 365 – Day 63

Time to get out the pressure washer.

And if anyone just happened to email me last night, I probably didn’t get it.  My email went down thanks to my oh-so reliable ISP, who lost a few of my messages for the second time.   So if you did happen to email me and I didn’t respond, I’m not ignoring you.