Our Little Chicken Chick

Soooo what does one get for the chicken loving girl’s birthday? Well, you get a chicken leash and a fashionable chicken hat…

a chicken purse to carry your chicken in…

of course!!

We love you Hazel!!

Miss Hazel’s Birthday

Such a lovely thing–a birthday. Honestly, I love coming to anyone’s birthday because we always have fun just the same. We just love being together. There’s always great food, lovely conversation, throwing footballs, opening presents, eating cake and sooo much laughter.

See for yourself.


Granny Chicks

These little sweeties were so much fun to crochet that I didn’t want to stop making them.

It was a lovely way to use up a bunch of scrap colors that I had.

Since each chicken is made out of two Granny Squares I made both sides different…just for the heck of it.

They prettied up real easy in the little cello bags…

and Easter colored curly ribbon.

Ready to take around to my kids.

Happy Holy Week Everyone!



Pattern by Sweet Softies

Kitty Hideout

Now this is something we don’t see very often. These furry little souls don’t really spend much time hanging out with each other. I mean, a little nod in passing–from the girls maybe, and a good pounce now and then from Hobbes, sure. But laying around having a kitty chat on a cool winter day?

Heck no.

I have several friends with multiple cats and they play with each other and lay all over each other and actually- you know- like each other. Yeeeeahhh…that’s not happening here. No idea what I’m doing wrong.

Sooooo….what’s going on then, you ask?

Well, I’ll tell you.

All three of these chicken liver kitties are actually hiding away behind mostly closed doors to ‘stay safe” from ANYone who happens to come visit me. It could be my kids, my grandkids, my friends, the UPS guy- doesn’t matter. If they knock on the door, the cats take off like Godzilla is coming after them.

Descendants of the brave, mighty lion, indeed.

Big old babies.


Here To Stay

At last, at last–Dane and Kortney have found a place to live…

right here in Utah, about 20 minutes from my house.

Which, of course, is 18 minutes TOO far away. HAhaha. But hey, I’ll take it.


Welcome back to Utah my loves!!