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Friday, April 3, 2015

Chirp-Chirp

I used to say, "I do my best work at night," but I can't really claim that tonight.

What is wrong with this picture, look closely!?


It may be difficult to see, so I'll help you out - neither of the wine bottles are empty. And why does that matter?  It matters because somewhere in the past 5 years, Pinterest has managed to convince me that in my former life I was Martha Stewart (Sans the legal problems) and can bust out a late-night Easter treat with no problems. HA! The way I see it, I needed the contents of those bottles to get through this project and that didn't happen either.

Pinterest and I have a love/hate relationship and quite honestly I shouldn't attempt to complete any pins that involve more than involuntary breathing on my part!  Seriously, what kind of Betty Crocker is able to make such beautiful creations? But I'm stubborn enough that I continue to try and tonight was no different.  I set out to make "just a few" Nutter Butter Easter chicks for the kids, some of their friends and neighbors.  I should have known it wasn't going to go well when the sticks wouldn't stay in the cookies and I burnt my fingers several times fishing them out of the melted chocolate.  Upon completing my first chick (and giving up on the sticks all together), it became blatantly obvious that I needed the regular sized Reeces Pieces (not the minis), as my chicks looks like little mutants with their tiny feet and wings!

Why stop "at just a few" though - I had a whole 'lotta melted chocolate and I was determined to make at least one chick that looked halfway descent.  I can't say as I really succeed in making a normal looking one and now I'm left to ponder what to do with 23 chocolate dipped cookies!  I'll ask Kailer in the morning if he wants to take them to school for his classroom friends .... and I'll keep my fingers crossed that there isn't the Betty Crocker Mom of Saddle Peak in his room tomorrow to see them... OR worse yet (*Gasp*) another mom who made the same treats that turned out!

I think it might be best to stick to my day job!

Easter 2015 -
Pinterest 1 :  Shey 0






Thursday, April 2, 2015

Bunnies...of ALL Types!

Wow!  I cannot believe that it's nearly Easter - and already April.  The "old folks" were right, yet again: time does go by faster and faster as you get older (and have children).  I'm no more prepared for the arrival of the Easter bunny than I was for the birth of my first child, but somehow I'll pull it together and it will all work out.

Last week I ended up with flu that left me virtually sleeping for 3 days and feeling like I was living in a fog; the weirdest feeling I've ever experienced and nothing I want to go through again any time soon.  The kids benefited though.  Dad was 'in charge' and they were able to enjoy PB&J for dinner .... now that's SPECIAL! :)

It's back to reality for their dinnertime pleasures and our regular routine is in check.  We have been fortunate to enjoy some truly beautiful Spring weather this year.  The kids and I got to enjoy time together while Daddy was called out to work last Sunday.

I tucked my babies into bed and as I was going down the stairs, I noticed that our family picture was crooked in the floating frame - again - after I had fixed it last weekend.  I laughed to myself because this is now the life I lead...crooked pictures, dust bunnies, sticky-finger smeared windows, scattered toys....and somehow I've been given the grace to let go of what I once thought was important. (In the infamous words of Elsa from Frozen - and now Aylah who loves the song - "Let It Go.")  I used to clean my house, religiously - Every.Single.Weekend! It's not like that anymore, not at all.  While our house is not a disaster, it's also not spotless and I'm okay with that.  My children do not want to spend their Saturday cleaning, or waiting for Mom to clean.  It's just not that important to me, not to mention that the tidiness doesn't ever last long!  Too many lives are spent fulfilling expectations that really don't matter - it's time to LIVE life, not just reside in it.