Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Big Girl Bike and Bubble Gum

Emory is now three. I swear she seems so grown-y since she reluctantly gave up her paci (for bubble gum) just a few days ago. And she rides her new bike with no fear. Where did my baby go? She copies her five year old brother, covers her mouth when she giggles, and savors all things sugary. I love her so much my heart could burst. If I could freeze time I would just to remember her tiny painted toenails and long messy hair and the smell of her favorite blanket.

Smack Your Mama

Have you ever tasted something so delicious that you would be willing to smack your own mama for another bite? Sounds ridiculous, I know, but sometimes food can take a hold of your taste buds and make you do crazy things. Like eat three large pieces of corn bread in one sitting.

Witness our vanishing Smack Your Mama Cornbread from last night's dinner...

1 box of Jiffy corn muffin mix

1 egg

a little more that 1/3 cup of milk

1/2 cup of grated cheddar cheese

2 heaping tablespoons of sour cream

bacon grease from about 1/2 lb. of fried bacon

cast iron skillet

Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Heat grease in skillet in oven while preheating (for 10-15 minutes). Mix top ingredients. Pour mixture in hot grease, spread evenly, and bake for 20-25 minutes.

Holy moly. Enjoy.

Tuesday, June 7, 2011


Instead of staying home to clean up this

I begged Hubby (a.k.a. Skinny) to take me to play golf while our kiddos were at church camp for a few hours. Smacking the ball with a driver is tons of fun but after that things get a little sketchy. My handsome hubby was very patient with me today. The first few holes were moving right along and I was hanging in there.Then things took a turn for the worse. On hole #7 my ball hit a tree then bounced off the golf cart and Hubby had to jump out of the way so it could land 4 inches from where I started. After those, uh, we'll say 10 strokes I started thinking about this blog post and how I needed some pictures.

Hubby thinks I'm crazy.

My score card thinks I need not this hobby:)

Monday, June 6, 2011


Who wears high heels with bathing suits? Really? Why in every swim suit ad is the model wearing stilletos or crazy tall wedges? Do people really stroll down the beach in those things? Do women really lounge by the pool in heels just so their legs look longer? Really?

Hey marketing peeps! Please let me see someone wearing a tankini and maybe, I don't know, flip flops building a sand castle in your next magazine spread. Or how about a mom going down the pool slide with a kid or two. Really. Then I might buy your stupid bathing suit...

if it hides my stretch marks.