Tuesday, January 15, 2019


So our new casa is slowly coming together! At this point, we have 80% of all rooms—EXCEPT the office/library (It, sadly, is still a “storage” area full of boxes and “stuff.” What’s so bad about that? It’s at the front of our home. When you walk in the front door, it’s to your immediate left. To the right is our “formal-but-not-at-all-formal-for-us” dining room.)—finished. 

The Little Princesses’ Room (aka the room any family member/friend/guest might prefer if they don’t mind a twin bed and want a TV!):

(I’m waiting on a canvas of My Sweet Hubby—aka MSH—and TLC when she was about eighteen months old. They’re walking on the beach in Galveston. It is the SWEETEST picture. Ever. When TLC was working on the “gallery” wall for me, I thought of it as the perfect addition.)

Guest Room #Deux:

I’m about to change it around a bit. Taking a desk out. Putting a black table that was previously in our country casa’s master bedroom in its place. (Both my Sissies are ready to come spend the night! And the baby lives 10 minutes from us. That cracks me up. She knows we’ll take GOOD care of her.)

This is our Master!

We love it! It’s very similar to our Master in the country casa. But we are diggin’ our cozy cubby where we read and watch TV. We’ve had to buy a TV, console, storage bench—from Target on-line!—and that small leather chair for MSH. I’m also still trying to decide what pictures to hang where. I have a few left that are in our storage unit in Weatherford. (Said unit’s contents are being transferred to a new unit we’ve rented close to this home on Thursday. I can’t even remember what framed pictures I have in that unit. I’m gettin’ kinda excited to see what they are! And a bit worried about my memory...)

Baby Elle gets to come see Grammy and Pa-Pa (while Little Leighton is in school) a couple of times a week. (Sshhhh...don’t tell Little Leighton...) Grammy treasures this time! Baby Elle NEEDS snacks. Alot of them. Like something every hour. (She’s also potty-trained! YIPPEE and WOO HOO! But she still thinks her Reward M&Ms are necessary. I don’t blame her. I need one or two every hour-ish, too. Winky. Wink.) A go-to snack for both Baby Elle and Little Leighton is pretzels. Gluten-free, of course. Snyder’s? Delish. Trader Joe’s? Delish. Aldi’s? DELISH. Glutino’s? Yep—also delish. I adore how Baby Elle shyly asks for these delightful little treats:

“Pa-wetzels, Grammy? You have pa-wetzels?”

Yes, Baby Elle. Grammy will always have your pa-wetzels.

Here’s hoping it’s about time for Y’all to have your hourly snack...


Wednesday, January 9, 2019

tiaras, cow checks and new years...

One month ago yesterday, My Sweet Hubby (aka MSH) and I left our past life behind and moved into our new home.

This home pretty much remains in chaos. This home still has at least 10 BIG boxes to unpack. Not to mention MSH and I are currently the renters of TWO storage units. A 10X10 unit 25 miles from here. And a 10X20 unit 2.5 minutes from here. (These units STRESS MSH immensely. IMMENSELY.) AND not to mention three closets in this casa that MUST be dealt with/organized asap. (Wait—I need to make that 2 1/2. MSH’s side of our master closet is PERFECTION. Mine? Nope. Not. At. All.) This home I’m getting very used to. This home I already love.

On New Year’s Day morning, after Little Leighton (aka LL) and Baby Elle (aka Belle) spent their first night at Grammy and Pa-Pa’s new-to-them-and-us home, I giggled at LL finding her “tiara” from the night before, putting it on and wearing it proudly until her parents picked her up. After we had breakfast, I was sitting on the floor in “their” room, talking about the things we could do until TLC and Her Hubby came to pick them up—sometime mid-afternoon—when Pa-Pa walked in. 

Background: As alot of Y’all may remember, from the time LL could begin to understand what a cow was (14-ish months), and almost every single visit she ever made to our country casa from that time until about 7 weeks ago, Pa-Pa would take her, typically around 9:30 a.m., on his Ranger to “check the cows.” If she was there one night only, it would happen once. If she was there two nights, it’d happen at least twice. Etc. Etc. Etc. (She went BEAUCOUPS of times.) Often this would be the time when Grammy would get dressed for the day. 

Belle never had as many opportunities to visit our country casa (because of LL’s pre-school and kindergarten schedule) as LL had. She did get to see five Mama cows and their calves in the past year of her little life. 

So there we were, LL, Belle and me, sitting on their bedroom floor about 9:30 New Year’s Day morn, when Pa-Pa walked in and said: Grammy, you can go get dressed now!

Belle looked at him for a few seconds and then asked me: Grammy, are we going to see the cows?

God love her. I don’t know how long it’ll take this precious almost-3-year-old to understand there will be no more cow-checking on the Ranger we, of course, no longer own. I attempted to gently explain to her we don’t live in the country with the Mama cows any more. She just looked at me and said okay. 

Belle watching her favourite show (Daniel Tiger) in her favourite socks!

Less than 20 minutes later, LL came looking for me, finding me in our bathroom. I was throwing my jammies into our built-in clothes’ hamper. (We had one at our country casa, too. I grew up with them and was always surprised when I was in a bathroom that didn’t have one.) TLC has not had one in her last two homes. LL said: Grammy do all of your houses have those clothes’ things?

I smiled and told her my last three houses, including this new one, did have them. As a matter of fact. She sighed and said she wished she had a clothes’ thing. 

Although chaos describes the state of our home, it’s not my entire life at this point. Seeing My Three Girls every day or two? Makes my heart so completely HAPPY. Three minutes to our grocery store and four to Target? Makes for a little touch of HEAVEN to my new routine.

Today I wish each of you days filled with smiles, peace, and special memories. 


Friday, January 4, 2019

new year...new moi...

And, we're off. On January 2nd, I began potty training Baby Elle. In the first 24 hours, I texted ELC a minimum of ten times: I HATE POTTY TRAINING. (I do. I really do.) It's hard, y'all. It's hard reasoning with a two-year-old. It's hard breaking habits. It's hard being stuck at home and tied to our first floor because we have newish carpet upstairs and ain't nobody got time for cleaning up an accident. It's hard. Period. Yesterday was better. I could see a glimmer of light at the end of a seemingly dark tunnel. Today? She positively rocked it. She even told me and ELC on several occasions she needed to potty, without being prompted. YIPPEE. (I hope I haven't jinxed it now.) Tomorrow, we attempt leaving the house for 30 minutes. Maybe an hour. I'm a little bit scared.

I'm still coming to terms with the fact that Christmas is over, 2019 has begun and Little Leighton heads back to school next week. We've had a fun break! We went to see the new Mary Poppins movie. (Review: LOVED IT.) We played games at Main Event. Little Leighton took an art class one afternoon and had the most delightful time. So much so, she starts weekly art lessons next week, too! We're so happy ELC and My Sweet Dad are close now. The girls spent NYE with them and had a fabulous time! They were excited to sleep in their new room. We've assembled new toys, built Legos, baked and baked some more. The girls have actually slept LATE almost every morning. It's been a really sweet time and getting back into a routine next week will be a bit tough.

I've been thinking about resolutions I'm going to make for this year. I typically don't do a lot because, frankly, they become completely unrealistic. However, this year, I want to learn how to bake genuinely yummy, homemade, gluten-free bread. I also want to start taking yoga classes. In preparation, I've purchased a new yoga mat (with a Christmas gift card!) and two super cute yoga outfits (because: priorities). My goal is two classes per week. I've also heard about classes you can watch online, and I'd like to try that on Saturdays with Little Leighton. She wants to learn, too! I'm also going to walk with My Sweet Dad and Buddy. OH. And I want to read more. I feel like these are mostly attainable. I can do it! I've also decided my mantra shall be: Present Over Perfect. This is something I struggle with hourly, but something I'm committing to giving more focus to this year.

I thought I would share a few pictures with y'all from December. Actually, the first two were taken in November during our last visit to ELC's and My Sweet Dad's Country Casa. Bittersweet. I cherish these memories.

Cheers to a fun, fearless and faithful 2019, Friends!

Sunday, December 30, 2018

some assembly required...

And we continue to unpack boxes. Search for things we just know are here—somewhere. Encourage each other to be patient with this process!

My Sweet Hubby (aka MSH) wants so very much to get in his truck in our garage. Even if we got rid of everything that’s still in there, I don’t see it happening. The first time we have the threat of hail? Or it actually hails? Well, I can’t let my mind go there. Not yet. MSH will need lots of wine. 

Then there’s Buddy Boo Bear. He’s still trying to figure out what the heck has happened to his previous life/schedule. God love and bless his precious canine heart. 

So some WONDERFUL things that have happened to us because of this HUGE transition?

        1.      Being so close to TLC, Her Hubby, Little Leighton and Baby Elle. It is FANTASTIC.
        2.      Being so close to grocery stores! Target. Walmart. Cafes/restaurants. Chick-fil-A! 
        3.      Having a home we love that is much easier to care for! 

Here are a few more pictures from Our New Journey:

MSH has put together 3 barstools, two small stools and a cute little end table. He’s requested no more furniture that has to be assembled. 

One of the MOST AWESOME things about being 15 minutes from TLC and Her Gang? When they get out early in the evening on Christmas Eve Eve, they can drop some homemade and iced (by Little Leighton and Baby Elle) gingerbread cookies on your front porch! Then text and tell us we have a surprise at the door! They. Were. DELICIOUS.

Little Leighton (getting excited about New Year’s Eve and Day) and Baby Elle can come spend a few hours with us while their Mom goes grocery etc. shopping! Lunch. Legos. Laughter!

Then there’s Buddy Bear’s new place to nap. Our master closet. We’ve decided to simply take deep breaths as we step over—and around—him. Sigh. 

2019—here we come! 

Big Hugs on this chilly but lovely Sunday!