when east meets south
Today marks two months since we first saw this little picture. Two months of scurrying around, trying to collect documents, fill out questionnaires, submit fingerprints. Two months of falling in love with this precious face. We, at last, have all our state clearances complete. One, to remain unnamed, state took an outrageously long time additional month to complete our clearances…. Read More
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Finally. A moment to sit down and catch my breath. It’s been an insane two weeks. Insane in a really, really good way. First off was my incredible trip to Pioneer Woman’s house. Y’all might not feel like walking down memory lane with me again, but I do. Man, just thinking of it takes me to a happy place. It… Read More
A bit about Saint Patrick… * He was a pagan until he was 16 years old * He became a Christian during his enslavement to the Irish marauders who kidnapped him from his family’s wealthy estate on the British mainland * He escaped after 6 years and was so convicted of the need to spread the Gospel that he went… Read More
Man oh man, were my girls excited to get their paws on the Hello Kitty cake pops we made at the Pioneer Woman’s house. Even though Colleen and I were cake pop novices, the finished products were still pretty darn cute. To learn more about cake pops, and to see Bakerella‘s amazing creations, visit her site here. Just keep scrolling… Read More
On our way to the Pioneer Woman’s place… kinda out in the middle of nowheresville. At one point, Colleen and I both needed to use the little girls room. We passed one truck (that’s during the entire time we were on this stretch of road) and they stopped when they saw us. The blue Odyssey must have been a dead… Read More
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I’m almost outta here! Not gonna lie, I am the tiniest bit nervous. I might have brushed the dust off the salt scrub in the shower. And used it. And then a few extra swipes of deodorant. Anything I can to avoid actually smelling as nervous as I am feeling. I know it’s going to be a great time, though…. Read More