Happy New Year, the year in review and The Ellen Show: keep reading to see how, yes, even Ellen, influenced our first full year in “blog”land.
Best laid plans……isn’t that the way it always is? So, our plan was this: Jeanne wanted to take pictures of my holiday decorating this year because I love to do it. Should be easy, right? And fun, because I had some great ideas I got from Market to create a very “traditional theme” this year. Little did I know it would be A Christmas Miracle to pull it off.
Okay, it’s time for the carb fest.
We all know it.
In a just hours we will be flat-lined on a sofa, wondering why we choose that last helping of mashed potatoes or stuffing. Or worse yet, why we piled two heaping ladles of gravy over our turkey and potatoes.
In case anyone was wondering, yes it is still November. Its not technically the Christmas season, although you wouldn’t know it. Christmas music fills the airwaves, Santa is already at the mall and lights are everywhere. So, when my youngest daughter asked me to make her favorite Chocolate Chip Pumpkin Muffins, I was thrilled.
We are teaming up with Annie Selke of Pinecone Hill this month for a Breast Cancer Awareness giveaway!
Finally! We got a break from the hot weather here in the South. Autumn has arrived. Chilly mornings get me in the mood for soups and stews or anything that simmers on the stove or in a slow cooker.
And I love chili!
But, we are trying so hard at our house to lighten up and eat better, I thought I would deviate from my normal beef chili and try something new.
Note—-this is a repost from a last year post, in honor of Breast Cancer Awareness month. This month, will be teaming up with a textile designer to create 2 more mastectomy pillows to be given away to someone for themselves, or to give to a loved one in need. Be thinking about who in your life could benefit from this. Check back October 21st for details. In the meantime, #checkyourself.
Nothing conjures up satisfying memories and nostalgic comfort more than a soft worn piece of fabric.
Sometime during the high school years, my best friend, Jill and I, used to be, should I say, slightly mischievous. I like this word, although “pain in the ass” and “annoying” were occasional words regulated to us by worn out parents.