Well, fall is definitely here now. It wasn't exactly cold or even brisk on the day I made the apple crisp... that was just a craving thing. But now it's pretty brisk, even chilly at times, and our warm days are tinged with a cool breeze. I really DO love this time of year.
My apple crisp turned out fantastic, by the way... it was all I could do to keep my face out of the pan! This past weekend, I tried another new recipe: Striped Delight. Mmm! That one was made for sharing, as it's so rich, even I found myself getting too much. I made it for when we had some of Jim's family over to watch the USC game. What a bummer... but the food was awesome! We had chips & dips, plus some breadsticks, fried mozzerella, onion rings, potato skins, etc. It was a regular pig-out!
Our Little Lump is growing steadily (of course, given my obsession with food), and he's a regular dancer! I swear, he's got the Boogie Fever! It's not just a few kicks here and there... when he decides to get moving, he's all over the place. It just cracks me up. I don't even mind when he starts in at night, as I'm lying down to sleep. It's a feeling I'll never grow tired of, and I know it's one I'll miss once he's born.
The girls are really getting excited for the birth of their little brother--Josie, in particular, is very excited and is even protective of him already. They're torn between being excited for Christmas because of presents and being excited for Christmas because it means their little brother will arrive shortly after! They helped Jim and me clean up the crib and get it set up in what used to be the Computer Room--said computer has been moved downstairs, across from the fireplace. (I'm learning to like this set-up, as it's cozy down here PLUS I'm more productive with my time upstairs, rather than running to the computer every five minutes to check for e-mail.) We need to get a rug in that room, move the spare bed out, move the rocking chair in from the girls' room, and maybe get a little dresser. Still, the crib is ready, so I'm not as worried about the rest. NOW I just need to go through our old baby clothes and pull out everything that's not too "girlie". There's always something for me to do! :)
I'm a mama who likes to wear Patchouli. How's that for simple. What is Patchouli? It's that "dirty hippie" smell you used to come across at a Grateful Dead concert or maybe at the airport when you passed the Hare Krishna. It's a scent that has come to symbolize freedom to me, in every sense of the word. It's an oil that I wear to express myself, but I reserve it for Freedom Fridays. ***AS OF OCTOBER 2012, I WILL NO LONGER UPDATE THIS BLOG***
About Me
- trayceetee
- I grew up in Small Town, Nebraska, feeling sheltered by the 'safety' of it all. When I moved to Big City, Nebraska, I felt like the world was my oyster. However, I soon felt like there was much more for me Out There... I moved to Chicago, thinking I was done with this 'little' state. It took living in a true big city to realize that Lincoln is just an oversized small town... and it's where I belong! I'm blessed to have a wonderful husband who understands me and all my oddities. My kids are young enough to still think I'm cool. Beyond that, who cares, right?
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Thanks for the email with the pictures. You did better than me with taking pics. I forgot to take any, except for the cake. Have a great weekend.
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