Saturday, February 28, 2015

We Love...MARCH!

Or we (mostly) have in the past! Yes, it often comes “in like a lion.” Then doesn’t always go “out like a lamb.” Still, it marks The Hope of Spring! Sometimes Easter (although not this year). The Promise of Warmer Days!

We’re craving warmth. After ELC's Sweet Hubby (aka My Sweet Husband aka MSH) and she returned from Houston last Saturday night, horrible, dangerous, terrible weather swooped in to North Central Texas Sunday afternoon. Schools in both Dallas and Fort Worth—and surrounding areas within one hundred miles or more of both—were closed. They stayed closed through Tuesday. Opened up (either on time or late-ish) on Wednesday. It started snowing at about 7:00 a.m. at ELC's place—which is two hours southeast of TLC’s—on Thursday morn. Pretty much snowed all day. This is what ELC's place looked like on Thursday around noon. She took these pictures through the glass of their back door.

Early Friday morning, via television news and radio reports, The School Bosses believed The cRaZy Weather Peeps, who were NOT creating their normal chaotic and dramatic fear during these types of “events” in Texas, and thought it would be fine to carry on as per usual.  The schools decided to be open. Turns out they should have closed. Who knew? (Not The Weather Peeps, we can assure you.) Most did eventually close early—around noon. (The rest? Those schools who dilly-dallied? They were criticized and chastized unmercifully on Facebook and Twitter!)

It started snowing at ELC’s country casa at 7:00 a.m. TLC’s snow arrived around 9:00. The next two pictures are, again, from ELC's back door. In the first one, you can see a redbird! (ELC and MSH have watched literally hundreds of birds eat at their feeders at the top of the hill behind their home for days. Though they've not been able to capture many in photos. They've seen so many Cardinals, ELC expected The Pope to make an appearance. Teeheehee. ELC and MSH watched one big FAT (there's truly no other politically correct word that fits) Bluejay try to chase all the smaller birds away. The Littles hung in and he eventually gave up. Try as she did, ELC could never get him in a picture.)

After Little Leighton’s (LL) nap yesterday, she got to go outside with her Mom and Dad and, finally, make a SNOW ANGEL!!! She’d been begging to do that for hours and days. There was never quite enough soft snow. It’d been mostly ice. Although it wasn’t totally ideal, in terms of quantity—it worked. LL adored every second of this first-time experience!

TLC and LL have had their share of struggles almost the entire month of February. LL went through almost three weeks of illness—missing school, the trip to Houston, and lots of Target outings. (Wink. Wink.) Sadly, TLC and LL have seen primarily only the walls of their home for the past two weeks. That is certainly an insufficient amount of time to maintain an acceptable level of joy—and, frankly, sanity. Trust us on this.

If you Googled “cabin fever,” we’re pretty sure they’d have a picture of TLC and LL. With tears running down their sweet faces. Please, please, PLEASE do not get them/us wrong. All Three of The Leightons are totally and truly grateful for our homes/shelter, our food, our family and friends, our vehicles, and, last, but not least, television. (Thank You, Lord, for the Disney Jr. and Food Networks. TLC did her best, however, to keep Frozen out of their DVR.) We're thankful—from the bottom of our frigid tootsies to the tops of our frosty ears. Deeply thankful. For all of our blessings. STILL...enough is enough. Seriously. (Just exactly how do people in Alaska do this hideouslychilly thing pretty much all year long? We have not one clue.)

ELC was to go spend tonight with The Other Two Leightons. She’s unable to get down her hill. It's simply too dangerous. Frighteningly solid ice. She can see the paved road at their gate from their Great Room. Looking through binoculars, she's watched probably three trucks drive by all day. They're clearly driving no faster than 30 mph towards the highway. Therefore, ELC's Trip East=CANCELLED. Sigh. Sniff. Sniff. ELC's been praying she can head that way—for the day and early evening only—tomorrow morn.  It’ll be two weeks since she’s seen Her Sweet Peas. So Plan B at this point? She’s crossing her fingers, as she types this, that it works out.

In conclusion: We’re ready for a change. We’ve loved the beautiful snow. We’re over it. We've taken all the pretty pictures we care to take. We're totally done. We’re beyond anxious to get out and do errands. Go shopping. See friends. Go shopping. Go to preschool. Go shopping. Play Bridge. Go walking. You name it. We'll try it and/or do it.

Love and Hugs to Each and Every One of Y'all Sillies…We pray to our Dear God Almighty that He allows endless coziness to pervade your lives…wherever in the World you are...

Thursday, February 26, 2015

We Love...Avocados!

TLC probably loved them a teensy-bit more than ELC for many years. She's also an expert at cutting/slicing them. ELC? Not so much. Getting better, however. Every week. Lately, ELC may treasure them even more than TLC. It's quite possible/probable.

We totally buy into the fact that they're "good fat" for our bodies/health/nutrition. Seriously? Any food that says it's "good" fat? Are you kidding? We're in.

We're thinkin' it ain't much necessary to have a picture of an avocado, right? And, yes, perhaps we could have come up with some kind of fabulous recipe that involves avocados. (This is actually ELC doing this post. A recipe isn't in the cards for Y'all...sorry...)

But here's the way we eat them 75% of the time: Sliced. On sandwiches. Or by themselves. (25% of the time we make guacamole with them. A little lime or lemon juice. A little garlic powder and/or cilantro. A few little spring onions and some yummy tomatoes. A pinch of sea salt and three pinches of pepper. Fast. Simple. DELICIOUS.)

Little Leighton? She's an Avocado Lover herself. Been eating them since she was about eight months old.

Go buy one! Or two! Or six! STAT. They're positively, absolutely good for your heart. Soul. Mind. Spirit. And taste buds!

ta-ta for now, Sweet Friends...

By The Way: Little Leighton is, finally, beginning to get over several health issues/different illnesses she's experienced the past almost three weeks. Hence the reason ELC has been doing most of the February posts. TLC will be back! ASAP.

Monday, February 23, 2015

I Love...Working Hands!

Hand cream, that is! (“Regular” working hands are important, too...don'tchaknow. Remember, Proverbs tells us: Idle hands are the Devil’s workshop.)

My Sweet Hubby (MSH) must go to Tractor Supply (We have many of these stores in Texas--they're even in fairly small communities.) at least once a week. He always needs something for our country place. Tools. Equipment. Gloves. Ranch supplies. He usually buys Buddy Bear’s dog food at a Tractor Supply (Science Diet). It’s typically where he picks up our birdseed. I enjoy going in with him every two to three months. They carry clothes, boots, garden supplies, and other “country” trinkets that are fun to browse.

A few weeks ago, MSH found this hand cream:

Doing all (Well, 99.8%--we do have a landscape company that comes out twice a year to get the yard around our home in shape for Spring/Summer and Fall/Winter.) of the outside work around our place, and cooking as much as he does, MSH’s hands stay dry and cracked. Especially in the winter. (By the way: We are experiencing some bad, EVIL weather in North Central Texas today. Ice and sleet…lots of it. Just about everything is shut down in approximately an one-hundred-mile radius of our casa: schools, businesses, stores, etc. MSH and I are stuck up here on our hill. TLC, Her Hubby and Little Leighton are marooned inside their house in the Dallas 'Burbs. We don’t much like it. We’re being told this situation will probably be happening for a couple of days—maybe all week. However, we see what other states have experienced this winter season and we’re beyond grateful we don’t have to deal with that Scary, Depressing, Destructive Vicious Hell…YIKES.)

Within two days of using this hand cream, MSH stated, with great enthusiasm: “Hey, you should try this! It’s REALLY good.”

He was right. I’ve been using it for three weeks-ish. On my hands and my heels! (I did see, on their website, that O'Keeffe's has a foot cream I will be attempting to locate.) It takes only a tiny bit of this fantastic stuff. It’s light. Non-greasy and with no obnoxious fragrance. It's FABULOUS. Y’all know TLC and I don’t receive one red cent for any products or services or from any companies we push on this blog. This hand cream is inexpensive (My. Oh. My. Wonder how much money I’ve spent in the past…hmmm...let’s say forty years…on hand cream? I’m thinkin’ thousands of dollars. Some worked. Some didn’t. I wish I’d known about this years ago. Seriously.)

If your Tractor Supply doesn’t have it…or, hey, you don’t even have access to a Tractor Supply!...I’m certain you could order it from the company or from Amazon. TLC will be receiving her gift of this hand cream as soon as we can venture down from this perch/hill safely.

I emailed a suggestion to the O’Keeffe Company a few minutes ago that they make a container that is “pink.” So women might realize it’s not just for farmers, ranchers, construction workers or anyone who works outside in the harsh elements. (Yes, yes, some of those jobs are held by women. Women that may have been keeping this miracle cream a secret from the rest of us…and that's not right...not one itty-bitty bit, is it, Gals?)

Try it! I’ll eat a bug (a chocolate-covered ant—that’s the only bug option you’ve got and I might have to rethink this offer so it’s not an actual promise, okay?) if you tell me you didn’t like it.

Happy Monday, Darling Friends…Stay warm and safe and have some FUN

Friday, February 20, 2015

I Love...My Office Assistant!

Last weekend I had my very own Office Assistant! I’ve never had one before. Even though I was in business for myself for several years. I tried, off and on, to get My Sweet Husband (aka MSH aka Pa-Pa) to do some clerical work for me. Hahaha.  Silly moi. Never happened.

Little Leighton (LL) discovered my home office about a year ago. It's a place she wants to be, at some point, during a visit with us. (Her favourite hangouts in our casa, in order, are: her bedroom [aka the guest room]; outside; our bedroom; our bathroom; the kitchen; the dining room; our den—because it has the biggest tv, I suspect; and, then, finally, my office. My screensaver, on my computer, is a bridal picture of TLC. LL needs my computer to be turned on so she can admire this. She always says these adorable words, every single last time: “Mama’s so pretty!” I totally agree.

I keep coloring books and crayons, some reading books and a few toys on a shelf in my office. Lately, however, LL feels the need to sit in my chair and type on my computer. I put her in Word and she types away!

LL, in her chic zebra top and camo shorts, worked and worked. And worked. Her BEST friend/doll, Lindy (LL calls her Windy—we’re working on “Ls” all the time—winky wink!), was LL’s Office Assistant. (Windy's just out of the photo...Grammy had a hard time concentrating on her photography was taking all of my energy and control to not laugh too hard and much at this precious scene!)

Biscuit's work session lasted about 20 minutes. Then we moved on to the next project. Puzzles!

Happy Weekend, Dearest Friends—Wherever in the World You Are! Be safe and have LOTS O’ FUN, okie-dokie?