Wednesday, March 7, 2018

Winter wrap up

She doesn't belong up there. Whatever.

You can't hear the raspberries, but I bet you can imagine them ...

My orchids came back, much to my surprise.

Yes ...

... that IS the second most dangerous thing in my house. Thanks for asking.

14 months

I'm certain she looks like someone here, but I don't know who.

big girl, big girl

Can you find Willow?

17 years ago on our first Valentine's Day, I told Ron not to ever buy me flowers because I worked at a florist.  So A) the magic was gone in the Valentine rose department and B) I had a good discount on my own and it wasn't worth it for him to buy them.  He actually was given these for free and I was slightly mortified by how happy they made me.

Free Valentine printable from Emily Winfield Martin's blog

Strawberry cake with cream cheese frosting for my aunt's birthday

15 months [cry face emoji]

The teepee we gave Rose for Christmas was temporarily taken over by a squatter.  I haven't seen her in there lately ...

... but Ron says he still does sometimes.

Sometimes people use it.

So I put the baby--who is literally attached to me all day--to bed, and then Penny attaches to me like some kind of fluff barnacle that won't be scraped away.  I can't catch a break.

I'm sure I can't feel my legs in this photo.

"Hey, Cow Girl!"

Listen: it's this or the brick fireplace.  Pick one and stop judging me.

I made her wear mittens on my run and she literally wouldn't look at me, she was so annoyed.  But then I saw her staring at her hands in fascination the whole first mile and she actually kept them on.  Will she admit they were a great idea? Of course not: I'm her mother.

I turned 30 five years ago and I didn't really think about it.  LESLIE turns thirty this year (today, actually) and I keep feeling light-headed because I literally LITERALLY cannot understand how this is possible.  I DO NOT UNDERSTAND HOW LESLIE IS THIRTY BECAUSE IF THAT'S TRUE THAT MEANS MY THIRTIES ARE HALF OVER.  Clearly, I have issues over turning 40 that are taking me by surprise, which is totally stupid.

Leslie asked for a yellow cake with chocolate frosting, but not the frosting I typically make (which has coffee in it)--something more traditional.  Ok, fine--easy enough. I've made yellow cakes maybe twice before, and they always turn out really dry and disappointing.  Box yellow cake is always better.  So I thought, "Ok, I'll do box cake with homemade frosting and we'll see if anyone notices."  A few days later, I found a yellow cake recipe with milk chocolate frosting that I hadn't tried and I thought, "Well, this looks easy enough--I'll skip the box cake." So I made the cake, but I KNEW as I was putting it into the cake pans that (surprise) it was going to be as bad as the past ones.  The batter was like half dried cement. The next morning, I go to make the frosting.  I followed the recipe TO THE LETTER and ended up throwing away $10 worth of ingredients because it was a MESS.  I won't go into it, but it all got thrown in the trash and I was ENRAGED.  So I sent Ron out to buy canned chocolate frosting and I didn't tell anybody.  Sure enough, everyone loved the frosting and (IMO) the cake was crazy, super dry.  So the next time anybody asks me for a yellow cake with chocolate frosting, all of it will be from a box.  The End.


Don't they have silly cake pictures every year?

I decorated for Easter because it's MARCH.

But winter's not over.

Leslie would've had a snow day for her birthday.

Maybe I'll post again before Memorial Day ...