There are SOOOO many things in my world that make me happy these days.
Take this little headboard, for instance. It’s just the right amount of swirly, antique-ish, that even with my bed a bit rumpled and the pillows tossed in a pile–it’s still pretty.
This button positively jumped into my cart at JoAnn Fabrics–while I was minding my own business, shopping for yarn. I don’t even know how I got into the button aisle in the first place. But oooooh…it’s so sparkly.
This little girlie makes me real happy too. She is such a good kitty and she’s taken so well to our new/old place, that I’d swear she acts years younger than her decade-and-a-half old self. Even climbed a tree the other day. I know. We were stunned.
While everyone is talking about Spring…we’re getting poured on with rain, and the mountains are coated with snow. But it makes a pretty postcard–wouldn’t you say?
Scrubbed off my old plaque the other day and found that much of it’s old time charm, was actually…ahem…30ish years of grime. It’s better now. Sheesh.
Still working this lovely thing while watching a basketball game here (Go Warriors!) or a Once Upon A Time there. Slow and steady, right?
Rhenny boy finally hung up the banners from his favorite teams. It almost felt…ceremonial somehow. Like we finally live here. Go Warriors!
Ahhhh….my pretty dishes finally have a home. Even if it is in a nasty colored cupboard with no doors. It will get fixed soon enough. It’s a process.
Bought these juicy things from a roadside stand and what a deal!! They are soooo yummy and sweet. Oranges don’t actually grow in these parts, so it was a particularly nice little serendipity. They won’t last long.
Oh, the pure grammy-joy of my baby showing her baby the other baby. Oooh, I’ll make farm folk out of these guys yet! Heh, heh.
Guess I have to figure out how to become one myself.
Of course, I wasn’t the only one who was excited at taking this first step…
into…ahem…farm life. Wee step, though it is.
The kids have all taken turns coming over to snuggle…
and hold…
and stare at…
and hold–some more–these pretty babies. I truly have dreamed of being this kind of Grammy.
So my little sweethearts could come over and have a good, old, earthy, relaxing time with dear little animals. If I had more room–there’d be a cow and a couple of goats in the back too.
I found this luscious little recipe lonnnng ago, when my kiddos were small. Everyone who ever popped one in their mouth would say, “Ooooh, chocolate AND peanut butter. Where’s the milk?”
It was definitely a family favorite.
Then, we moved…like 50 times. Ok, maybe it just felt like it. ANYway, in all the hustle and bustle of packing and unpacking, and the kids growing up and having their own kids (what?!!), somewhere, somehow we lost the recipe. And no, I did not have it memorized. That would have been smart.
Gone. Gone. Gone. Oh, the tears we wept.
Then one magical day, as I was sorting through an old recipe file that belonged to my mom, what should fall innocently out, onto my lap? My long, lost Chocolate Peanut Butter Cookie recipe!! WA-dang-HOOOO!!!
I still have no idea how it even got in there in the first place, but who cares? Can you hear me singing, “Re-u-ni-ted and it feeels so gooooood,” ?
Well, I am.
And it does.
Now, my friends, you are free to sing and dance and frolic merrily, while you eat these amazing things. But, the catch is–you have to make them yourself.
I’m eatin’ mine.
Don’t forget the milk.
Chocolate Peanut Butter Cookies
3/4 cup butter
1 cup peanut butter
3/4 cup sugar
1/4 cup brown sugar
1/2 cup cocoa powder
1 large egg
2 tsp vanila extract
1/2 tsp baking soda
1-1/4 cups flour
Heat oven to 375 degrees
In a large bowl beat butter and peanut butter until creamy.
Add sugars, cocoa, egg, vanilla, and baking soda; beat until fluffy.
Slowly add flour and mix on low speed just until flour is blended.
Roll into 1 inch balls and roll in sugar.
Place on ungreased cookie sheet about 1-1/2 inches apart.
Flatten with a glass.
Bake for 8 minutes.
Remove from oven and cool for one minute before removing to a wire rack.
LOOOOOK!!! I have my cute little chickies!! I can’t even begin to tell you how excited I am to finally get my very first batch of babies here.
If you know me, even a little, you probably know that I have wanted chickens of my own since I was a little girl. Heaven knows THAT is a long time! Well, the day is finally here my friends. To say that I’m “over the moon” is to put it lightly.
It’s so much fun to take care of them too. I wondered if it would be scary, but it’s not. It’s amazing. They get so excited when anything happens, you know like– changing their water or moving their food dish. They run around chirping like it’s Christmas. It’s awesome I tell you.
This is Tootsie. She and her sister Ruby are our Rhode Island Reds.
She will look like this someday.
And this is Mable. She and her sisters Ji (that’s Chinese for “chicken.”), and Oreo are Barred Rock babies.
This is what they’ll grow up to be.
This is one of our Russian Orloffs.
And this is her sister. They don’t have proper names, because our resident Russian expert hasn’t named them yet. I think he wants to get to know them a bit first. Sheesh.
They will look something like this when they are bigger. Quite exotic–wouldn’t you say?
This is Goldie. She and her sisters Chickoletta and Marshmallow Peep are Buff Orpingtons.
They will look like this, nice and plump and fluffy. Hopefully tooo plump to fly over the fence.
These little girls are making me sooo happy, I can hardly tell you.
I hope they will be happy with us for a long time….
