12 July 2009
to have my husband's boots waiting for him in the hallway. i dreamed that i would marry some rancher and live on some 1,000 acres out in the middle of nowhere in a beautiful stone house with a wrap-around porch with rocking chairs. i've dreamed this for as long as i can remember. i'm cowboy, well... as much as i can be. my family is cowboy, thru and thru. it's in my blood. it's home. i guess that's why living in the city is "cramping my style" if you will.
but this is what i wanted. a tall, rugged cowboy wearing wranglers, pearl-snap shirts, and his favorite cowboy hat to call me his. and i waited. and waited. and waited some more.
and then i met "him". i'll never forget the day that he came to pick me up for our first date. wranglers.. check. hat... check (well it was a baseball hat, but that works too). boots... check, but they weren't the retro squared toe with a riding heel that i had invisioned. shirt.... a nice t-shirt. okay, half check. it wasn't a panhandle slim, but that's alright, we can work on that.
and nine years later, he still wears his t-shirts with his wranglers. and he looks really good in a cowboy hat. we don't have that nice ranch house with land and some hundred head of cattle. but we dream about it. maybe one day when we say goodbye to the little city where both of our parents grew up just walking distance from where we live now. maybe he'll have that dream job of being a "cowboy"... hey, men have dreams of what they want to be when they grow up too!
and even though it's not the "dream come true" that i whole-heartedly wanted some ten years ago... it's exactly what i needed. and when it comes down to it, it doesn't matter that he doesn't wear pearl-snaps and rides a horse to work each morning. he calls me "his".
10 July 2009
that would be my window over my kitchen sink looking into the back yard. an empty diet coke and my wedding ring... and yes, i have the window cracked because we have a gas stove and i'm afraid of us getting sick off of smelling gas.. one of those weird things that you do because your mom told you to. love ya mom!
06 July 2009
... if i had another wedding, i would want this dress
... and i want any of this for lunch
so yea, back to laundry i go. along with the lil' "mini Mr." fussing that his "bed is RUINED!" because i took off his sheets to wash them. dang, i'm such a horrible, horrible mother for washing the kids sheets.... ::sigh::
05 July 2009
my sweet nanny's birthday was on friday... took her to cici's pizza and to walmart, but had the shin-dig on saturday at my parents. love this photo of her. my plan is to frame it and set it somewhere in the house... probably in the kitchen somewhere. and yes, these were her fresh strawberry cupcakes that i made for her. strawberry anything is her absolute favorite! i remember going to braum's when i was little and she always, always ordered strawberry. now i like strawberry too, but when they have something with chocolate and something made of chocolate added to it with chocolate drizzled on top... well sorry nanny, the strawberry is all yours!
and it was independence day for us americans! woo-hoo... a national holiday to grill out hotdogs and hamburgers, go swimming, eat watermelon, all that kind of good stuff. i love america.. i love this history, the heroes, the wars, blah blah blah... and i'll be generous and save you from my history lesson. that's was the history channel is for. which i LOVE.. almost more than braum's chocolate ice cream.
and to wrap up the festivities, it was noah's 5th birthday today. noah is the son of my best friends, sheri and jeremy... which on a day when i'm talking fast, they are referred to as "sheremy". but anyways, they put together an amazing party and an even more amazing cake! so thanks to them, we had our fill of pizza, cake, and arcade games for the summer. thanks you guys! we had a blast!!
so now i'm back to eating healthy after all this sinful eating i have done for three days. and no the tofu noodles are not on the menu, but that could change in desperation...
03 July 2009
02 July 2009
to play in the mud. to the point where you can't even ride home in the truck because you're so dirty and you have to be sprayed off with the water hose before you can go in the house.
01 July 2009
now! let's get to the GOOOOD stuff! enough of this tofu mess. enter stage right: the mr's kind of meal... bbq pork ribs and mac-n-cheese. yes ma'am! lovin' me some crock pots meals this week! i cooked a roast on monday... not near as good as nanny's but these ribs will give you a run for her money! i would much rather have coleslaw, baked beans, potato salad, something else other than mac-n-cheese to go along with this... however the mr. sits on the picky side of the fence, so the mac won out. and i will give all the credit to my fabulous crock pot for this meal! don't know what i would do without you this week! the crock pot and i have a loving relationship... we LOVE food! and a good hot bath when we're doing working. :)
and this is where it all went wrong. *raising my right hand* "betty crocker, i apologize for not following the directions that you printed beautifully on the back of your butter recipe cake mix. i acknowledge my foolishness and will never replace any ingredient you have listed for one that i think is better..." IDIOT! yes ma'am! learned my lesson in baking 101 this afternoon. thought i would be all "miss know-it-all" and swap out the oil for a cup of applesauce. yes ma'am! betty crocker mocked me in the face when these cupcakes came out heavy and crunchy in the top! and i didn't even see the red flag when my ice cream scoop turned cake batter dipper outer thing broke while dipping the batter that weighed 10 pounds! so nooo, not again, will i swap oil for apple sauce!! may tomorrow be the day when i redeem myself with martha stewart's strawberry cupcakes with strawberry meringue buttercream... oh how i wish i could have juila child for a fairy godmother!