Daddy’s Girl


Kaylee likes to sleep under blankets.
Most of the time, you can’t see any part of her.
But there’s one way to know that the lump on the couch is actually a beagle in disguise.
Poke it.
Yeah, that’s right. Poke it. And you’ll hear this in response:
Until you’ve been privileged to one of the beagle groans, you can’t really understand.
After a while, she starts to emerge.
You see that pillow in the background? Yeah, that’s for her.
Beagles have such a hard life. Especially this one. All she does is eat, sleep and poop.
Doesn’t it kind of look like she has to poop? 
Ok, that was a little much.


James just can’t resist that cute puppy face.
I think it’s ’cause they’re so alike.
In fact, when Kaylee was a puppy, we took her to Puppy Kindergarten. During the first class, the trainer had us go around the circle and asked each owner to share something that they had in common with their dog.
Most of the other owners talked about how their dogs enjoyed walks and they did too. One guy even said that both he and his dog liked to have their tummies rubbed.
James told the class that both he and Kaylee groan when disturbed in their sleep.
He keeps on showering her with affection.
I’m totally not jealous.
She smooches him right back.
Ok, ok. I’m a little jealous.
She’s totally Daddy’s Girl.

Hoppy Easter!

I made some super-cute bunny-shaped sugar cookies to send some cute kiddos for Easter.
I used this recipe for the cookies and icing.
I found these cute cookie tins at Michael’s.
While I like the Glacé icing, I’m anxious to try my hand at Royal icing. I think it will have a more polished look when it’s done.
I’d just like to wish you all a “Hoppy” Easter!
PS – No actual bunnies were harmed in the making of this post. I can’t say the same, however, about this one…

The Predator

This is our cat, Frosty.
She’s 12 years old. I got her when I was in eighth grade.
It may not look like it, but she’s a fierce predator.
Every morning, I get up and go let her and the Minions outside to potty.
She climbs the fence and off she goes.
Lord knows where.
Lately, she’s been bringing back little surprises from her adventures.
Apparently, there’s an infestation of rabbits in our backyard.
And Frosty has made it her job to get rid of them.
By decapitating the babies and leaving their bodies (or what’s left of them) on the back patio for me.
James discovered our first “surprise” early one morning as he was leaving for work. He ran back in the house to tell me that Frosty had left a dead rabbit at the back door.
Then he left for work.
And left the dead bunny for me to deal with.
Did I mention that I love my husband?
My mom says that Frosty’s just “feeding her family.”
I don’t know about you, but I don’t plan on having headless baby rabbits for dinner anytime soon.
If you’re concerned at all by the grossness of the topic we’re discussing, let me just tell you: It could be worse. 
James wanted me to take a photo of the bunnies to post on the blog.
I declined.
Aren’t you glad I’m writing this blog and not him?

Not Me Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
As for me, I have *not* been a complete work-a-holic. I mean, a well-adjusted 24-year-old like me does *not* drag her butt in the door at 7 p.m. every night and refuse to cook dinner for her loving husband.
And that same well-adjusted 24-year-old has her priorities completely in order. She does *not* ignore her computer and e-mail when she should continue working. She does *not* pick up a book meant for teenagers and escape for hours in its pages.
And she certainly does *not* stay up waaay too late catching up on episodes of Castle.
Castle: The Complete First Season 
Isn’t Nathan Fillion a dream? I did *not* just say that.
 Most importantly, she does *not* neglect her blog and only post once last week. 
I deeply apologize to all of my adoring readers. 
Well, I apologize to myself and maybe my mom. Oh, right. She doesn’t read either. :)
Happy Monday!

Not Me Monday

Welcome to Not Me! Monday! This blog carnival was created by MckMama. You can head over to her blog to read what she and everyone else have not been doing this week.
As for me, I’ve been a little busy today. It was my first day back at work since Spring Break. It was a *long* day.
Yesterday, I did *not* spend the whole day reading. I would *never* do such a thing, especially after pitching a fit because my husband ignores me and only plays video games when he gets home for work.
I was so upset, I told him that he had to move his laptop from the living room into the Nerd Cave. It’s still sitting in his corner of the living room. But, to give him credit, he has *not* played video games on it in several days.
So back to yesterday. I did *not* stay up until Midnight reading because I *had* to finish. It was such a good book:
 And then today, I did *not* stop at Borders in between appointments to pick up another book to read:
The Hunger Games
So, so good!
And now, I’m *not* going to leave you hanging with an insubstantial post just because I am dying to go pick up my book again.
Happy Monday!

Never Eat Yellow Snow

But if it’s white, it’s fair game.
At least for Kaylee.
Yesterday was the “First Day of Spring.” Yeah, right. It started snowing last night and didn’t stop until noon today.
This is TEXAS, people. It’s not supposed to snow. I am not a cold weather kind of gal, and this weather is killing me! I mean, first there was our White Christmas. A few days later, it snowed again.
Then, there was the Great Snowstorm of 2010, where we got 10 inches of snow in a 24-hour period.
And now, this.
Whatever happened to Global Warming?
I don’t know about y’all, but I am ready for sunshine and spring flowers.
Ah, well. The pups enjoyed it.
James convinced Kaylee to fetch snowballs. It was so funny to watch!
She wasn’t too sure about it at first.
She had to give it a good sniff.
Then she tentatively took it in her mouth.
And off she went!
Sometimes, she doesn’t really understand the whole “bring it back to you” part of fetch.
Doesn’t it look like she has some treasure and she’s trying to get away?
It was fun trying to convince them both to go out and frolic in the snow.
Kaylee just mostly harassed Georgie, though.
Georgie knows how to have a good time on his own.
Even if he does just chase after imaginary flurries.
I love this shot of Kaylee… she just had to get every last bit of it off her nose!
Kaylee had such a good time playing in the snow.
She just doesn’t understand my aversion.
And neither does my Canadian-bred husband:
After all, he was the one feeding her the snow.
Here’s hoping for warmer weather! Fingers crossed!


Expect no pretty pictures from this post. 
Today, I’m simply sharing my thoughts.
This week has been a welcome relief in my life. It has been so nice to sleep as long as I like each day, to sit on the couch in my jammies and write blog posts and lurke message boards and read books.
It has been so long since I’ve just been able to breeze through a book for pleasure.
I missed that.
Don’t get me wrong. I love my life, and I love my job. But sometimes, it’s nice to have no obligations.
I’ve cooked just for the pleasure of it. I’ve read just to know the story. I’ve gone out in the sunshine just to play with the puppies.
It has been so nice.
And now, it’s coming to an end. 
There are so many things waiting for me… contracts to complete, paperwork to fill out, questions to answer. I’ve procrastinated all week, just basking in my freedom, and now I feel like I’m behind again.
It’s a feeling I don’t think I’ll ever get used to.
There are so many things I still want to do with my free time. I want to make Easter packages to send to my neice and nephew. I want to decorate Twilight-themed sugar cookies for the New Moon DVD release on Saturday. I want to plant flowers in my yard and purchase a tomato topsy-turvy grower.
But instead, tomorrow, I will work. I will fill out paperwork and create pages and scan artwork. 
And soon, so soon, it will be the end of the school year and I’ll have all summer to bask in my freedom.
Then, I will find things to do around the house to occupy my time. Books to read. Recipes to cook. And the cycle will begin all over again.
I’m so thankful that I was able to find a career that I love, something that is new and exciting and different each day. 
I am thankful for the freedom of a flexible schedule, even if it feels like I can barely make it through February and March.
But there’s light at the end of the tunnel, and this week helped show me that.
So now, I’m going to go read some more and plan my cookies and think of things other than work. 
For next week, the work begins again. 
I can’t escape it. 
And right now, I’m okay with that. Protection Status