51 – The number of days since my last post.  It’s been a tad bit chaotic.


31 – My age.  I had a birthday during the past 51 days.  There was no grand affair, but it was quite enjoyable despite how crazy January was.


0 – The amount of times I cooked over the last month.  People who know me well understand just how tragic this occurrence is to me.  I celebrated my return to cooking last night by making this glorious ham.

1 – The number of jeans I currently fit into.  While January was very busy, it definitely was not a very active month.  It was good news for the fast food chains though.  My family made up for all the people who went on diets for their New Year’s resolutions.  However, I discovered some of Jillian Michaels workouts on my Amazon Prime Instant Video.  Skinny jeans here I come!


14 – Negative 14, that is.  The coldest temps I have ever lived through.  And the wind chill was even worse.  It’s not something I would care to repeat.

Hope y’all are surviving the cold temps this winter.

Stay safe and stay warm!

The Last Week Or So

So I’ve been a little busy the last week or so.  I’ll give you a few hints as to what I’ve been up to.


I’ve been doing this…

IMG_0073And this…


And these…

IMG_0076And of course this…

IMG_0091Gotta make sure each batch passes inspection.


And I had a very special helper this year.  She was beyond excited.

Christmas cookies have been a special part of my Christmas season since as far back as I can remember.  I’m not sure why, but I remember making Christmas cookies with one of my older sisters, Tricia.  I’m sure that I made them with my mom and my other sister too, but for some reason the memories have stayed with me of the two of us making Christmas cookies.  So every year when I keep the tradition going, it brings back the memories I had from when I was a little girl.  The rolling and shaping of the cookies.  The smell of them baking.  Biting into a warm cookie straight out of the oven.  The tender crumb.  The heavenly aroma.  The melt-in-your-mouth goodness.  Excuse me.  I hear a cookie calling my name right now…

Journey to Middle Earth

It’s officially one week until the sequel to The Hobbit comes out and I’m just a teensy bit excited.  And I’m also just a teensy bit of a Lord of the Rings nerd.  The Lord of the Rings and Hobbit movie marathon have officially commenced at my house in preparation for the release of the next film.  And not just the original theatrical versions.  Extended editions, my friends.  Since these are probably my favorite movies of all time I thought I’d share some of my favorite quotes from the original three Lord of the Rings films.

“Anyways, you need people of intelligence on the sort of mission…quest…thing.” – Pippin, Fellowship of the Ring

“Nobody tosses a dwarf!” – Gimli, Fellowship of the Ring

“Go back, Sam.  I’m going to Mordor alone.” – Frodo  “Of course you are.  And I’m coming with you!” – Sam, Fellowship of the Ring

“What’s taters, precious? What’s taters, eh?” – Gollum  “Po-tay-toes!  Boil ‘em, mash ‘em, stick ‘em in a stew.” – Sam, The Two Towers

“What are we holding onto, Sam?” – Frodo  “That there’s some good in this world, Mr. Frodo… and it’s worth fighting for.” – Sam, The Two Towers

“That still only counts as one!” – Gimli, Return of the King

And my all time favorite quote and movie moment at the end of Return of the King when the four hobbits are about to bow before the newly crowned, Aragorn… “My friends, you bow to no one.”

I am not usually one to cry, but this scene makes me cry like a baby.  Every.  Single.  Time.

Alrighty, fellow Lord of the Ring movie fans.  What are some of your favorite quotes or moments from the film?

P.S. I have several more favorites, but this post would end of being a novel if I shared them all :-)

A Little Help

IMG_2843This is the dress my daughter wore for her birthday party on Saturday.  Isn’t it cute?!  I spent hours and hours stitching it together by hand.  Okay, not really.  Anyone who knows me at all knows that I can’t even sew on a button let alone be trusted with a sewing machine.  Sorry, my abilities remain in the kitchen.

But someone did make this for my daughter.  And I wanted to be sure to give them a shout out because, well I think anyone who has any talent with a sewing machine is purdy darn amazing.  Stephanie over at A Little Moore is the crafty creator of this darling dress. Stop on over at her site sometime and see some of the other crafty things she can do. She’s also got some fun elf on the shelf ideas if you are needing some inspiration during the holiday season.

Where Did It Go?

Does anyone know where this past week went?  If you find it let me know.  It went so fast all I remember is peeling potatoes and washing dishes.  And making rolls.  And washing dishes.  And making cranberry sauce.  And washing dishes.  And eating a ridiculous amount of food.  And washing dishes.  We had our Thanksgiving meal with some close family and friends over the weekend.  Someone made mention of just how wonderful the food was and that I could come cook for them any time with the promise that they would wash my dishes.  For-ev-er.  (Name that movie!)

We also celebrated a certain little girl’s birthday.


She is in love with Winnie the Pooh so we had a fun Pooh Bear theme.


But where did it go?  How can it be that my baby is two?


I mean, wasn’t she this little yesterday?


Oh my heart.


Happy Birthday to my sweet “Abby-Girl”.  You have brought so much joy and laughter to my heart over the last two years.  We’ve been learning together as we go along and God has taught me so much through knowing you.  I am so thankful that God entrusted you to your daddy and I.  We love you.  Always.

Now please stop growing.


Your Mama

If I Only Had A Brain

Thanksgiving is Thursday.

I’m sorry, what?  I thought we were still in October.

We’re not having our turkey on Thursday, but instead on Saturday.

I don’t exactly know how to handle this because my internal body clock (aka my tummy) will be thinking that I should be eating turkey.  Only we won’t.  Because we are having it Saturday.  But my taste buds will be screaming for turkey!

Thanksgiving prep has officially begun at my house.  Only we won’t be eating Thanksgiving dinner on Thursday.  I think this is going to cause some problems.  It’s kinda like the time change.  It’s just not natural, I tell ya!

I’ve been to the store 6 times in the last 5 days.  Every time I’ve forgotten something.  We’re not having our turkey on Thursday.  It’s starting to mess with my head.

I tried emptying my clean dishes from the dishwasher into the fridge today.  Not having Thanksgiving dinner on Thanksgiving day is seriously messing with me.

We’re having our Thanksgiving on Saturday because a certain little girl’s birthday is coming up in less than a week.  So maybe it’s not the turkey that’s the problem.  It may just be a teensy, tiny, little bit, sorta, kinda have to do with the fact that it’s been busy the last week planning a big Thanksgiving/Birthday Bash.

IMG_1429So today, because I love him, and because he knows when I need to take a break and gives me the time I need to decompress, I’m thankful for my husband.  He is truly a keeper.

IMG_2831But my brain still feels like her hair looks.

All I Wanted Was Some Waffles…

Anyone who knows me, knows that I love to cook.  And bake.  I love to bake and cook.  Ok, I think ya got the message.  (For the record, I am not a trained chef.  I learned everything I know from my mom, both my sisters and watching entirely too much Food Network.)

However, I’m convinced that some of my friends and family would like to unfriend me on Facebook because I tend to kinda sorta maybe post too many pictures of the deliciousness that is frequently happening in my kitchen.  My apologies to anyone if my pictures have resulted in your tummies screaming “FEED ME NOW!”  But I promise I would share if anyone actually lived close enough to come over!  I simply like to share my successes.  Because, well, they don’t always happen.

Just last night I was simply wanting to make waffles for dinner.  I received a waffle maker for Christmas/Birthday last year and now I’m addicted.  So I set out to make waffles.  Sounds easy enough, right?  Whelp, taking into consideration that I started getting up at five in the morning a couple days ago it proved to be a little problematic.

First I grabbed the vinegar to create my own buttermilk and thinking I had the milk jug, I opened it and gave it a whiff.  (Please tell me I’m not the only one who sniffs the milk before pouring it?….Anybody?)

Then when finished with the vinegar I tried putting it into the fridge once again thinking I had the milk.  Not off to a great start.

Next, while measuring the flour I got distracted and then forgot how much I had already measured.

Then discovered that I had used the wrong size measuring cups.  I was headin’ nowhere real fast.

I walked away and forgot about my egg whites while they were beating.  There was no salvaging those.  At this point I was contemplating takeout might be the safer option to get dinner to the table.  But no, I felt the insane need to complete my task.

I don’t even know how it happened, but I managed to burn bacon.  My husband walked in the door at that moment.  He should have taken my skillet away and picked up pizza.  But no, I was determined to have waffles.

Finally, after the last batch of batter was in the waffle iron, I forgot to close the lid.  Nothin says “tasty” like a waffle that’s super crispy on one side and undercooked on the other.  Delish!

Lesson Learned: Takeout is available for a reason.  Use it.


This was taken the last time I made waffles. When my brain wasn’t “waffled”.


Baby Steps

Someone shared this article on my Facebook news feed today and I couldn’t help but laugh while reading it.  This parent pretty much tells it like it is and I couldn’t have agreed more.  It’s definitely important to enjoy and treasure each moment of our little ones as they grow up.  Because as every parent knows, it goes by so quickly.  I pretty much said exactly that the other day.  But as every parent also knows, every moment isn’t filled with sunshine and daisies.  Some moments are difficult to get through.  Let’s face it, there are a lot of moments that are difficult to get through.  Have you ever seen the movie What About Bob?  I often think of the scene when Bob is waiting for Dr. Marvin’s phone call while watching the clock saying, “Baby step to 4 o’clock.  Baby step to 4 o’clock.”  For myself, I just keep thinking “Baby step to nap time.  Baby step to nap time!”

I am thankful that someone was honest enough and wrote this article.  I am thankful someone I know found it interesting enough to share.  And I am thankful to know I am not alone.

P.S.  There’s also this scene from the movie where Bob is shouting “Gimmie, Gimmie!  I need!  I need!”  Whoever wrote this movie must have spent quite a bit of time around kids :-)

O Christmas Tree


Whelp, it happened.  We put the tree up and it’s not even Thanksgiving.  I have always been the type to wait until the day after Thanksgiving before getting the Christmas decorations out.  But this year strange things were happening in my household.  I had been humming Christmas music since right after Halloween.  And then it got even more strange.  My hubby asked November 1st when we could put the tree up.  I did a double-take.  This coming from the man who I have always had to pull teeth from in order to get him to help with the tree.  I felt like I was in the Twilight Zone.

But then this past weekend while my hubby was galavanting in the woods tryin’ to get a deer, I spent a fun filled evening with my daughter.  We set out a blanket in the living room, made some popcorn, and turned on the Polar Express.  That was when I hit my breaking point.  I started to think about my daughter turning two in a couple of weeks.  I thought about just how fast the last year has gone and how much I want things to slow down.  The entire Christmas season goes so quickly and this is the first year that she is going to really see and experience it all.  When I asked what was happening to my husband wishing for  snow and wanting to put the tree up, someone told me that it was called “being a daddy.”  We start to see things through our kids eyes like it’s the first time.

So call me crazy if you want (I do!), but our tree is up and I’m looking forward to savoring this entire holiday season, Giving Thanks, Awaiting Advent and Cherishing Christmas.

The Elusive Sandman

Sleep is a glorious thing to be thankful for.  Especially when it eludes you no matter how early you go to bed.  This week I came to my own conclusion that I must have insomnia.  I haven’t been able to get a good nights rest in ages and just trying to go to sleep, well now that’s been the ultimate joke.  So I asked my Facebook friends and family for their advice.  I got some really great tips too.  Some that I’ve tried and others that I hadn’t thought of.  Because quite simply, my brain has been in a fog.  I’ve felt like I couldn’t put together a coherent thought let alone figure out how to get through my day.

I gave a few of them a try last night and also was in bed by 10pm.  While it still took me close to 30 minutes to fall asleep, would you believe that it worked.  I woke up a few times, but was able to get back to sleep during the night.  And let me tell you.  I am SO thankful for a night of good sleep.  I awoke feeling refreshed.  That hasn’t happened since probably before i was pregnant with my daughter.  I was in a good GREAT mood.  I was able to move mountains today!  Okay, so that may be a stretch, but I did move my living room furniture around.  Does that count?