Saturday, April 24, 2010

Things

just a few of my favorite things

Raindrops on roses... It came a flood at the house yesterday evening, but everthing was so green and sparkly when it was over.

I am constantly amazed at the variety God gives us. There is just so much to SEE!

yep, my yard is kind of a jungle. I like it!

Wiskers on kittens! (anyone see where I'm going with this?) This is Myla. She usually has a very sweet face, but I was holding her very most favorite toy hostage in order to get her to look at me. Hence the daggers shooting from her eyes.

AND, Momma Nell? I've set the table. And I am waiting patiently... most of the time. Prayers are always welcomed!

just some pics!

Howdy!

I know it's been awhile. This is due to my lack of owning a personal computer NOT because I don't like you or I don't have anything to say. I gots stuff to say! Lots of stuff.

Did you hear they are remaking "True Grit" ? It an old movie made in 1969 with John Wayne. Well, the new one will star Matt Damon and Jeff Bridges just to name a few. AND... portions of it are being filmed in Granger, Texas which is just about 25 minutes from me! As you can guess I just had to drive down and see the set. It is sooooo cool! It really looks like an old western town. All the building fronts have facades and the sidewalks are wooden. They even covered all the streets in dirt! I got some pretty neat pictures. And I have now decided I must own a buckboard wagon. It's like a covered wagon without the cover.

I know! It's darling, right? I could totally don a prairie bonnet and some button up boots and ride forever! I shoulda been a pioneer. Just call me Lindsey Ingalls Wilder.

I'm guessing they build the casket, line the inside with pretty paper then bury you?!

I can just imagine these being filled with salt and flour. Did you ever play Orgegon Trail when you were a kid? I always lost all my family to snake bites or dysentery. I never actually arrived in Oregon. My great-grandma Lillie had journals of her familys wagon train journey to Texas. So interesting and heartbreaking at the same time. It was HARD!

There is something about a tractor seat that says hardwork and integrity. It also says Uncle JC and pumpkins.

I luv, luv, luv the Post Office. I also love to send acutal letters with stamps and stationary and everyting.Sometimes there are even stickers! If you would like to be my pen pal just send your info in a comment! Seriously. Even if I know you and you live in the same town as me. I will send you letters! And maybe you would write back? I also love these brooms! Theres this place in Elm Mott, Texas called Homestead Heritage. They make everything. Really. Everything. I have a broom similar to this that I watched the gentleman make while I was there! There are baby chicks and sheep dogs and homemade soap and sweetpotato fries and HOMEMADE ICE CREAM! With sugar cane grown on the farm and milk from their own cows. I LOVE IT! They have a festival the weekend after Thanksgiving every year. I will be there. If you would like to come along, let me know!

Makes me want to pin my hair up and wear an apron! I think I would have like to work at the Telegraph Office.

Sunday, February 28, 2010

Let it snow!

Wow! Snow! Living in central Texas we don't generally see snow. And it never sticks. The ground is always to warm and it's usually sleet and ice, which isn't so fun. But snow!? I tell ya, snow is FUN!

We got between 4 and 5 inches and the sister and I played like 5 year olds for a good while.

Mercedes was galloping around like crazy!

Our land is so slopped we kept sliding down, so we walked down to Papaw's and played in his snow!

And then we built a snowman. Now, we don't have very much experience in the snowman building arts, but we tried!

All in all it was a great day. I got off work at noon due to the weather(no one in this part of Texas knows how to drive in the snow!) And I didn't have to go in the next day until 10!

This was on Tuesday and by Friday all trace was gone. But it was lovely while it lasted. Sigh**

Wednesday, December 23, 2009

It's beginning to look alot like CHRISTmas!

**BEWARE all related readers(especially female cousins)this post will most surely contain CHRISTmas present pictures and/or descriptions. Proceed at your own risk and possible dissapointment.** It's 2 days peeps. You can wait!Here is a picture of sweet Echo to distract you. It's not the greatest picture, but she was soooo cute trying to eat the CHRISTmas wreath.

I have been a busy little beever this week with the makin' of the presents. I choose to make all the cousin presents and I am almost done. I made an A&M throw quilt for the KIG. He's named after the football field so I felt it was appropriate. And since hes the little guy at 7 and a half it's a bit easier to make a blanket his size!
Basically I was being lazy. But hey, don't hate!! I had a super busy week last week and got nothing done personally.

And I am in the process of making pot holders for the girls. I think they are pretty darn cute if I do say so myself and I will now provide photographic proof!
I HEART ironing! is that strange?
the apple ones go to a friend and the more colorful ones to the cousins!I also have some pinned and ready to sew with mushrooms, mice and bumblebees on them. Here's to hoping that they like them.

The big boys are easy. Homemade food and they are set. So tomorrow is baking day.

Now, lets keep our fingers crossed that I get a LAPTOP for CHRISTmas so I can stop being that weird blogger at the library or the girl who steals her Mommas computer while shes in the bathroom!

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Ridin' the TRAIN

For my birthday I rode a train. No lie, an honest to God steam engine. It was A-MAZING! My parents were basically tired of hearing me talk about how much I desired to ride an authentic train so the Saturday after my birthday we all piled in the truck and headed to Rusk, Texas home of one of the Texas State Railroad depots.We boarded the train which was super duper cool and the ride began.

OMG!!

So stinkin' worth the wait. I had the best time! It was cold and fall like and foggy. My personal all time favorite weather. I am a rainy day kind of girl and I was estatic. The leaves were all red and gold and there were pinecones.

I would love to tell you more, but I have a feeling y'all might be a little bored. Feel free to email me if you want the entire story. Instead I will leave you with some photos. Be jealous. It's ok.





Friday, November 13, 2009

still not cheese

So, as I mentioned in a previous post I don't eat red meat. I like chicken and fish. I can tolerate really white pork. But no questionable meats. No road kill, no unidentifiable, no pressed, processed or mechanically separated. Just to let you know the score.
Well, the other day I have this really DISGUSTING cold. Can't breath, eyes are running, nose is running, head is aching blah, blah, blah. You get the gist. I go over to my parents house on Tuesday's to watch my show since I don't have cable so I am sitting on the couch and my Mom calls. Since I am sick she is being all sweet and seeing what I would like best for supper.

Say it with me now... Awwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww.

Yep I am spoiled.

So after some thought I decided on pizza. By this time I have consumed gallons of TheraFlu and Lipton's cup o soup. I am slightly concerned that if I ingest anymore straight liquid I might drown. Really. I am not a fan of drowning. I am thinking that if I eat something spicy I might actually be able to TASTE it. Ahh, taste, flavor, substance. I have missed you.

So my sister arrives home and she likes Domino's so we call and order something covered with deceased wildlife and a half cheese/half pepperoni. My Mom swings by on her way home to get it... and they don't take checks. Now, my lovely Momma. Born in 1958 in Muleshoe, Texas. She wears reading glasses, has BEAUTIFUL silvery hair, wears a skirt everyday, and always writes in cursive. PERFECT PENMANSHIP PEOPLE!! She does not have a debit card. She does not have a credit card. She writes you a check or she gives you cash. Period.

And she tells the peeps at Dominos to keep their stinkin' pizza and she will go elsewhere. She calls us at home to give us the sad news.

I have a head full of snot and an empty tummy. I am not pleased. Thanks anyways Dominos.

We call good 'ole Belton Pizza Hut. I ask Hey! Do y'all take checks? The reply Yeah, sure. I place my order. One half cheesy goodness/half questionable pepperoni; one hunter's bounty. Hand tossed crust, extra marinara and we are set.

Momma heads in for the pickup and... THEY DON'T TAKE CHECKS!!!!

YOU ARE KIDDING ME! I ASKED YOU!

I have been betrayed. Lied to. Lead astray. Mislead. A multitude of other words ending and beginning with lead.

My Momma calls. She has told them to keep their pizza and she will go elsewhere. Pizza Hut, you have let us down.

So sweet, loving, patient Momma heads to the HEB. THEY will ALWAYS take her check. They know her there. It is home. She purchases a plain yet exotic FOUR CHEESE PIZZA and some dough /sauce/ carcass something or another for her and my Dad.

The weary traveler AKA Momma arrives home and we get to cookin'. Heating. It's whatever. We pull the Cheese Pizza from it box.

IT'S A PEPPERONI PIZZA!!!

I kid you not. There is a pepperoni pizza IN the cheese pizza box.

My poor Momma. She is defeated. Undone.

Her HEB has betrayed her. How could this happen? Why this pizza? This box? This night? We stand in the kitchen stunned. Dismayed. Darn it. Hungry!

We pull the pepperoni off my half pop it in the oven and we eat. The taste? Bitter defeat.

In the end I take some more TheraFlu and we call it a night.

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Ren Fest!

So, this really has nothing to do with what I have to say today but I thought I would throw it in there. Went to the Renaissance Festival in Plantersville a few weeks ago. Some friends and I go every year so it was a fun weekend to just hang out. We all know how I feel about bagpipes so I had to listen to Tartanic about a zillion times! They are still tons of fun. The weather was awesome and the costumes were...interesting. There was a man. In a skirt. He was belly dancing. Interesting.


Yes, I find it slightly disturbing as well. I will be going back next weekend for Highland Fling. Which means... you guessed it! MORE BAGPIPES! Be still my quaking heart. **sigh** And Highland Games and kilts and haggis and general fun to be had. If anyone is interested in tagging along, let me know.