Wednesday, May 27, 2015

Pecan Pie With Cinnamon Roll Crust

Ben actually made this pecan pie for us.  The crust is made of cinnamon rolls!  And there is a cinnamon roll glaze on top of the whole thing!

It is absolutely delicious!

It's nice to have him home from college when he comes home with skills like this!

Here's where he found the recipe if you're interested in making it yourself!

Saturday, May 23, 2015

It's Graduation Day!

In a matter of hours, 
this little baby

will be a high school graduate.

How could this have happened?!?!

When did this...

...become this?

How did we get from here... here?

How could my sweet little girl.... stepping out into the world already?

She only just learned to sit...

....but she's ready to run.

My beautiful little girl... a beautiful young woman.

I'm not ready for her to graduate...

...but she seems pretty excited about it.

Get me some tissues, I'm going to need them.

Thursday, May 21, 2015


After the grass fiasco of the puppies turning green and having grass clumped all in their fur, we took them to the groomer.

I'd forgotten how small they are!

Wednesday, May 20, 2015

Green Feet!

Our puppies are really, really cute, and really, really fluffy.

However, when we mow the lawn......

.....they turn green.

Their white, fluffy fur is a real collector of grass cuttings.  They come in not only with green feet, but with clumps of grass stuck all over them.

And I do mean ALL over them!

Monday, May 18, 2015

First Time For Glasses

When we went to see Ben last month, he mentioned that his friends no longer let him drive because his vision has gotten bad.  He also mentioned that he can't read what is written on the white board in his classes.  I told him to get to the eye doctor.

But of course, he didn't.

So as soon as he got home after finals, I hauled him in to get his vision checked.

"Yep, your eyes are bad," the doctor informed him.

I know I was looking at the eye chart as Ben was reading off the letters and he missed quite a few.

So, he tried on various frames:

 The Foreign Exchange Student

 The Foreign Exchange Student's Cousin

 The Harry Potter

The Smart Hipster

 The Coffee Barista

The Science Whiz

He's chosen his favorite pair and they are on order.  I'll post a pic of his final choice once they arrive!

Saturday, May 16, 2015

The Yogurt Incident

A friend of ours had a daughter who was graduating last night.  We decided to go to the ceremony to wish her well.  And since Emily is graduating in one week, it gave me a chance to watch a ceremony and prepare myself emotionally (it didn't help, I teared up as soon as the graduates walked out and then sniffled off and on through the entire ceremony).

This was a very nice ceremony - the men wore suits and ties, the girls wore dresses and there was a wonderful reception afterwards with wonderful, wonderful treats to eat.

They had Gouda cheese and Havarti dill, homemade cookies, cake, fruit trays (on real silver and clearly not bought at Walmart), cream puffs,.........

.....and these.

"These" were little boats of vanilla yogurt with fresh blueberries on top.  I took one bite and it was like being in heaven.  It was glorious!  I knew Katie would love it, so I sought her out in the crowd to have her try it.

I found Emily, Katie, and Kerry talking to each other and walked straight up to them, "Katie, you are going to LOVE this, you have to try a bite!"

I handed her the cup of yogurt, but somehow I didn't communicate who was actually taking possession of it.  I thought she had it; she thought I had it.  Instead, released by all, it plummeted straight to the hard floor of the church hall and exploded like a mushroom cloud over the four of us.

I seriously did not know yogurt could do that.

The cup landed closest to me and I was the hardest hit.  I was liberally sprayed with yogurt from the feet up.  It was all the way up my shirt, on my glasses, and in my hair.

I looked at Katie in shock and she looked back at me with horror.  I noticed yogurt in her hair, on her neck,  and on the front of her dress.

Kerry started laughing.

Suddenly, a girl of about ten years, materialized in front of me and snapped a picture with her iPhone.

At that point, I had to start laughing too.  If I looked crazy enough to have a random kid snap a photo of me, it must have been pretty bad.  One of the hosts came over and politely asked what happened.  Katie and I pointed at each other.  People nearby grabbed napkins and started wiping the floor.

Kerry was trying to wipe yogurt out of my hair, I was trying to get it off my shirt and glasses while I also randomly dabbed at Katie as I spotted more on her.  Emily was in hysterics.  "It'''s in every crevice of your ear!" she laughed while wiping the front of her dress.

We finally got ourselves cleaned up enough to move away from the danger zone and act like we didn't know something had happened.  Every so often one of them would tell me, "Oops, there's some more in your hair right there."  Every time someone new looked at me, I started wiping my hair and face thinking that they must be looking at more yogurt on me.  Once I started walking around, I discovered I had yogurt between every toe on both feet.  My sandals squished for the rest of the evening.

About twenty minutes later I walked up behind Emily and noticed several blobs of yogurt on the back of her hair.  Then I walked up to Kerry as he was talking to another dad and found another two spots on the back of his shirt.

Yogurt is apparently like luggage, you can't get rid of it!

Thursday, May 14, 2015

New Do

After years of being a red head, Emily decided she wanted to go back to her original hair color.

With the addition of black tips.

So cool!