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I’m baaaaack!

Oh my goodness!  What the H-E-double Hockey Sticks happened?  I was here one minute and gone the next.  Welllll…here’s what happened…


Reading! Tons and tons of reading-and homework -and group projects here and there and everywhere.  I’m in the library more than my own bed!  It’s just been so crazy. Shaving my legs used to be a chore, now it’s my only recreation.  Pathetic. There hasn’t been a single free minute since my last post.

Great things are a brewin’ in my little family though, and all of their wonderfulness has been an adjustment.

In and amongst the changes and homework, our regular life persists.



There have been dances,


and sweet little surprises – our Lenten Rose

finally bloomed after 6 years.


I’ve been on one tiny adventure,


and learned so many new and wonderful things.




I had a birthday



and had recess for the whole day




and night!


All the while, I longed for creativity and have had to settle on Instagram ‘art’ while brushing my teeth or waiting for the microwave to ding.

This is Charlotte, the most photographed kitty in the ‘hood…



She has little privacy.

This sweetheart advanced to Life Scout and is just months away from Eagle.  He was also selected for Order of the Arrow (scout honor society), has recently been on his ‘Ordeal’ camping trip and was moved by his experience of fasting, silence, and service.


He’s also the newest Sexy Sub Slinger because he has a

J O B!!!


Hold on!  I’m not done yet….

My daughter decided she’s going to a Colorado summer camp in July, and since she ain’t got no J O B (because she has more homework than I do), she’s selling flats of flowers because she’s just awesome like that!

Wanna buy some or donate some to a church or shelter? …just leave a comment.


Nothing EVER holds this girl back!


then there’s this man…


who is my very best friend, biggest fan, work- out partner, private masseuse, plumber, mechanic, and partner in crime.  He has kept this little household running in tip top shape, dragged me out of the house for our walks every morning, and has kept me awake and focused at my keyboard almost every night.

What a crazy month, but the end is in sight.

This week is SPRING BREAK!!

and to celebrate…


Cupcakes for breakfast!!!!

Then an immediate run to Buffalo…



(and with that, weird sleeping schedules)

I am in a Facebook Group with Effy Wild and the first chance I stumbled upon, I made prayer flags for our swap.

Check them out…

They are gray cotton 6×8 pieces that have been gesso’d and lovelified…IMG_2819



One is mine and the rest are off to Anna in Australia, Allurynn in Cortez, Colorado, Lynne in Pennsylvania, Dariana in Malta, and Ru in Canada!

And do you remember this oddity?


We have a winner..


Who, I might add, swooped in and helped me with a Contemporary Lit. crisis, which I made an A on!

She’s a lifesaver.

Thank you- and your Starbucks gc is on its way! (as soon as you email me your snail mail addy)


Wait!  One more thing.

I made a delicious frittata or maybe it’s a crustless quiche.  Either way, I thought you might like to try it since it’s quick and easy, and you can stand at the stove and read at least four pages of your homework while it cooks.

High protein, low carb.


1 Tablespoon butter
1/2 cup thinly sliced green onions
6 large eggs
3/4 cup full-fat cottage cheese
3/4 cup heavy cream
1/4 cup water
1 cup grated cheddar cheese
3 teaspoon basil
1 teaspoon paprika

Melt butter in a skillet. Add green onion; cook 5 minutes over low heat, stirring occasionally. Combine eggs, cottage cheese, cream and water in mixing bowl; beat at medium speed until smooth. Stir in cheddar cheese, basil and maybe a little black pepper; pour mixture into skillet.

Cover tightly and cook over medium heat 13-17 minutes or until a knife inserted in the center comes out clean. Sprinkle paprika over top of quiche.

Serve from skillet or slide onto serving platter.




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Yellow Cows, Beer Commercial, Stars, my new bike!


Hey Y’all!  It’s been so long!  I’ve been writing papers and reading and reading and just trying to get to the end of this semester.

Thanksgiving weekend was a nice pause except that I was analyzing….

 Franz Marc’s “Yellow Cow” most of the time. Macr was a buddy of Kandinky’s, who most people are familiar with.  As simple as it looks, “Yellow Cow” represents Marc’s pantheistic views and how animals and matter are all a part of God, and that everything is connected. For him, yellow was “gentle, cheerful, and sensual”, the blue in the mountains is “spiritual and intellectual”.  The yellow cow floats over her landscape like a fat-n-happy bovine angel and is painted with a sweet smile on her face.  Franz Marc, an animal lover, died in WWII.  So I took those facts, cranked out 8 pages of yellow cow goodness, and got an “A” on that puppy!

On with my Thanksgiving pause..

Up next,

How to remove a dent from your car.

But first, when you’re warning your offspring about all of the parked cars across the street before he/she backs out of the driveway, don’t forget to mention the other family car that you thought was completely visible and obvious-and would go without saying….but instead might be …


 due to, I don’t know, low barometric pressure or an invisibility cloak that was left on the car overnight.

   Second, when you’re watching out the living room window to see how all that works out, DO NOT smack the glass as your teen uses one family car to hit the other family car, because as much as you won’t believe me, he/she cant’ hear it, or your screams.

Third, when you realize that you have two family cars wedged together, and you can’t decide between unwedging the cars or pulling your know-it-all teen out of the car by her/his nostrils….

send the husband out. 

 As most couples know, one spouse is the “little things” expert, while the other specializes in clear headed thinking during catastrophes and handling vomit.  Since this was not a catastrophe and there was no vomit, I remained in the house.  The hubbers unwedged the car and sent the teen on his/her way.

Here’s the non-castastrophic dent that had me banging on my window as it all seemed to happened in slow motion…


It popped right out.  The other car has some good scrapes along the front, but it could’ve been worse…I could be facing the cost of nostril reconstruction surgery.


Thanksgiving day was nice.

After a few too many years of missing the parade while cooking and the Hubbers not lifting a finger, it was high time for a re-train.

Let me back up…So last year after he asked how he could help, I was like, “make the salad”.  And he was all, “I don’t know how to do that!”.  And I said, “well it’s not hard to recreate your favorite salad, so just do your best”.

 He contemplated the ingredients in his favorite salad over at Daddy Jack’s, and we made a shopping list.  The morning of Thanksgiving he wanted to do it all by himself so I took a leisurely shower and the whole time I was doing my hair, he was running up and down the hall with salad questions…

“Which bowl!? How small should I cut the lettuce? Should I toss the shredded carrots in, or lay them on top?  Should I slice each strawberry like, 3 or 4 times? Will the cranberries sink to the bottom of the bowl if I toss them in now?  Should I sprinkle the feta on last?  Will you please make the dressing?”

This year was smoooth like butter, and for the first time in a long time I watched the Macy’s parade LIVE!…and didn’t lift a finger. And he also cooked his brother’s ‘Tofurky Feast’.  He mixed up the thyme and sage basting sauce and made the vegan gravy as well.

Bravo Hubbers! 

How many of you take pictures at Thanksgiving?  I don’t know what it is, but I can’t ever remember to do this.  What’s funny is that my mother in law’s table is situated in front of a window, and when the table is set it looks very similar to this…


minus the suit and tie. My in-laws actually resemble the grandparents in the painting so maybe next year I’ll get the family to pose and we can recreate it. The only difference will be the addition of at least eight more people.  We need a bigger table!

Here’s the one decent iphone photo I managed to get…

Darren is listening to Grand-dad, Elizabeth is wondering if I’m taking her picture, Scott is trying to find football scores on his phone, but he’s forgotten that it’s not Sunday so he’ll be busy a while, and Dickey is finishing pie.

On Friday, Hubbers “put up Christmas”.  But take a look at what he was actually doing…



That’s him on the right toasting in the holiday season with Nick from across the street.

When these two get together, nothing gets done.

They talk and talk.  Cowboys, Rangers, Mavericks, and Stars.

But that day was unusual. As a person that leans towards the creative side, something was noticeably different. When I came outside to see just how much wasn’t getting done, I could sense a change in the air….something new and spectacular…something perfectly lovely…I couldn’t quite put my finger on it and stood there a minute looking like I was having a mini-stroke 

Until I realized….

The label on their CHEER beer matched my house exactly! Look at the yellows.

Now, if you’re sitting there wondering what the H-E-double hockey sticks is wrong with me, then just forget it. If, however, you flinched with even a tinge of excitement at the sight of the Cheer beer matching my Christmasy porch, then we are kin. You, like me, notice the backgrounds on movie sets and never know what’s happening in the movie  (ie, Something’s Gotta Give, Practical Magic, You’ve Got Mail).   You, like me, can see the potential in a run down rat shack of a house or rusty junk at flea markets. We make crafts out of trash and save ephemera lovliness….just in case.

We are Soul Sisters.

But just look at it sitting there-  I should call Shiner and tell them.  I could be in a beer commercial!


Here’s the finished product and a sampling of my fabulous photography skillz. Don’t hate.


We went to the Dallas Stars hockey game on Friday night! It was my very first hockey game.



It really is a show!  Fog, lights, girls, stars that lower from the ceiling…


Elizabeth got us seats RIGHT ON THE GLASS. And I didn’t have to worry about facing the cost of front teeth reconstruction surgery.  Yay E-  Thanks!


We went out on the balcony of the AA Center…

And just so you know, I was going for a cute Pinterest look like this….

Pinned Image


But it didn’t work out, and the white shirt that I was wearing underneath was too big, and so I looked pregnant.  Looking pregnant is awesome, unless you’re boppin’ around the AA Center with a beer your hand.  So I had to crop the pictures so none of y’all can use them against me when I run for president.

Found the “Awful Christmas Sweater Club” and just had to get in on the action. The flannel is working now, huh?!


I was seated right behind the head coach of the Canadian team and every time he was on tv, we were too!  My mother-in-law didn’t record it with her dvr, but did pause it and took a picture of us on her tv screen with her camera. How awesome is that!?  I haven’t seen the picture yet.

That’s the head coach…he had fancy socks on.

Saturday morning I ran to the grocery store to get the goods for Pumpkin Pie Smoothies.  Pumpkin is high vitamin A and beta-carotene, and pregnant ladies who drink beer should increase their vitamins.  Anyway, I had to deal with this….

Now, I’m not a

But I HATE the way my grocery store crams 200 Scotch Pine trees in the doorway and all of us have to squeeze through and the pine needles get all over our groceries, clothes, and shoes and then they get all in my car.

I may sneak up there one night and rearrange them into organized rows, make a wide path and line it with their poinsettias, decorate with white lights and red ribbon and leave a note…Merry Christmas from the Decorating Fairy, May your storefront not look crappy, nor your customers get pissed.

But here’s how I got right back in the holiday spirit…

By making Christmas cards with family!

My sister-in-law has an amazing collection of very awesome scrap booking goodies. And fortunately, she likes to share! I cannot even tell you just how much stuff there really is…cabinets and cabinets of gear and goodies.  She makes beautiful pages and my other sister-in-law and nieces do as well. 

 I am the odd man out -the black sheep.  I do photo album pages that have bits of real scraps….fortune cookie fortunes, ticket stubs etc.  But these ladies take it to a whole new level!

Here’s my daughter and her “Merry Christmoose” card…

I was so overwhelmed by the selection of stuff, that I fell back on my old magpie ways and started cutting hearts out of blue paper from the scraps that I brought along…


An angel made from wrappers of the Almond Rocas that were on the table that afternoon…




A card that got out of control and ended up ArT JoUrNal ish..


.It was a fun afternoon and she promised to host it next year.

Saturday evening, I put “Yellow Cow” aside for a while and vegged out on Pinterest.  Got inspired and tried a fishtail braid…


Giggled at this…


Questioned humanity….


On the Tuesday after Turkey Day, the Hubbers and I went up to McKinney, Texas for lunch on the square and to check out a shop where I am considering selling some of my own goodies. 

I didn’t take a picture of it, but here’s another darling store front on the same square…


And where we had lunch….A store and restaurant in one…







The bathroom….

yes i took a dang picture.



.A week after Thanksgiving, Scarecrow and I made a run to the mall.  Every year I have to see the marshmallow Santa and pecan reindeer.  




And of course we had to make a stop at Anthroplogie and Free People…



.I have coveted this candelabra for a while now, and was shocked to be able to see it in person.  Isn’t it the coolest thing!?  It’s almost $700.  I carry a picture of it in my wallet. Just in case I win the lottery, I can call Anthropologie up right away and have it Fed Exed.




Look at this lovely sight… big fat sequins glued to a pink bike, tassels, lights, and pink vintage glass balls!!

Santa, I’ve been fairly good for like, 6 days in a row!  Love, Kelly


 Back to the books…gotta go finish my high fructose corn syrup research paper.




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Surprise! Look who came to visit….



Here is the latest love of my life

and his new wheels!

Today is his First Birthday!

He was just here in Texas last week to meet his cousins for the first time (and let me steal his sugars).

My brother’s son….


Isn’t he a doll?!

And here is my son and his first car (that he bought himself)!


Mine is nearing the end of his time with me and even though I am so proud of the man he is becoming, I wish I could hold him like I did when he was 2 feet tall.

When they get this big and then you hold one who is as small as my nephew, there is a profound sadness that sets in for a brief moment. Now I know why grandmas and aunts squeeze so hard.

All in one day I was sad yet drowning in joy for my brother and his wife, that they had finally been blessed with a baby and that he has been so happy and heathy for the first year of his precious life.

I can’t say that I don’t know where the time went with my own kids. I know damn good and well where it went, as I have documented every moment of his seventeen years. What is shocking is how fast it went.

Just the other day he was flipping all my rocks over to round up every earth worm from here to China.

Just a little while ago he was drawing robots.

And before that he was asleep in my arms with his dinosaur.

Thank the Lord for nieces and nephews and grand babies!

Happy Birthday little Preston!



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Teens, Toddlers, Child Protective Services, Sushi, and Grand Marnier. (seriously)


This week has been C r A z  Y  I tell ya!  

Shopping for school clothes, cleaning out closets, finding the perfect backpack, arguing about hem lengths, repairing little holes and sewing on buttons, darning socks (j/j), and haircuts.  Whew!  But at least I’m not setting up a college dorm-yet.

What made it all worth it was dinner out with grownups at the end of the week…. 

Sushi at Blue Fish. 'Dragon' or was it 'Spider'? I know it's not 'Rainbow'.

Coming together with our closest friends and swapping stories…the best!  We have teens that are all about the same age, excluding their four year old that might as well be 19.  She’s called The CEO for future reference.

It’s a lovely thing in life to have sounding boards in other parents. The reoccurring theme in our conversations for the last few years has been, ‘are we crazy to think…’ .  It goes something like this:

“Are we crazy to think that the earbuds should completely come out of the ears while a parent is speaking?”

“Is it crazy to think that Child Protective Services might show up if there are two teenagers strung up by their toenails in the front yard…or should we do one at a time?”

“Would it be horrible if we paid them to move out?” 

“How much are you feeding your teens? So, they don’t tape worms then?”

“Is it wrong to fine a kid $1 every time he/she rolls her eyes?”

“Are you on blood pressure medicines yet?”

We are convinced that a night out with other grownups is good for the health of our children. We get a chance to complain, use other kids as barometers for ‘normal’ and otherwise crappy or fabulous behavior, and find new uses for belts, switches, and wooden spoons. (again,j/j)

Fortunately, after the gripe session is over, the rest of the night is spent bragging and congratulating….amazing creativity, chivalrous surprises, magnanimous mini-men, profound wisdom, and academic accomplishments.  

When they were little we swapped stories about time-outs and temper tantrums in restaurants, but especially the precious moments a camera could never catch, the hilarity of potty training-always my favorite, and all the ‘firsts’… first tooth, first belly laugh, first emergency room visit.  Now, our stories are about the price of blue jeans, college choices, driving lessons, and effective punishments for the ones we love more than life itself.

There is nothing better than having  friends that were there when you brought children into the world and will be there when those children bring their children into the world. Blessings Blessing Blessings!


And in honor of said friend whose 43rd birthday was Friday – hence sushi night-  and knowing that little pieces of fish art were in our evening’s forecast, I made little pieces of chocolate art for him…. aka, truffles!

This is a pretty quick recipe, excluding chill time.



  • 8 oz (or 1  & 1/3 c. or 1/2)  pound bittersweet chocolate chips
  • 8 oz semisweet chocolate chips
  • zest of 1 washed orange
  • 1 cup of heavy cream
  • 3 tablespoons of Grand Marnier
  • 1 teaspoon of good vanilla extract

Truffle Garnishes:

  •  shredded coconut
  •  cocoa powder
  •  chopped or ground pistachios
  • chopped or ground almonds

Heat  cream in a small pan til it starts to bubble along the edges. Remove from heat and whisk in the chocolate until very smooth.

Whisk in the Grand Marnier, orange zest, and vanilla. Transfer mixture out of pan to bowl. Refrigerate for an hour and then freeze for 30 minutes or until the chocolate mixture has hardened.

Scoop up a fat  tablespoon of the mixture and quickly roll it onto a ball in your palms or on the counter.  Dip them in the garnishes. Place into mini paper cupcake cups laid out on a baking sheet and re-stiffen in refrigerator for another hour or so. Remove from the fridge 15 minutes before enjoying!

I bought the sushi like container for 30 cents from the grocery deli.

Here is how the gift was presented…sushi style!


And after standing in the kitchen rolling out tiny little truffles, here’s a little ditty that helps to use up all that Grand Marnier, and that pairs quite nicely with the truffles I might add. 🙂

Caffe L’Orange:

  • 1 1/2 cup brewed, cooled coffee
  • 1/4  c. Grand Marnier
  • 1/4 c. Baileys (or St. Brendans)
  • 4 orange slices….(from the orange you just zested)

Combine coffee, orange liqueur, coffee liquor and ice cubes into a shaker. Shake. Strain contents into 2 glasses. Squeeze the juice of one orange slice into each glass and garnish with the other. ChEErS! Good job!

If you have kiddos in school, or like me, are in school yourself, I hope it’s a great school year! tears, little stress, more knowledge, and new friends.  And remember- the drink in the photo above looks like regular coffee…..the PTA will never know…shh.


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