Pause. Breathe. Observe. Repeat.
(*What I’ve Been Doing)
I always feel like . . .
I’m still here. Or, actually, I’m mostly over here.
One year ago on C&T: I made Buffalo Chicken Pot Pies and took pictures but never finished the post. I’m lame.
Two years ago on C&T: Lemon Lime Icebox Pie
Three years ago on C&T: Huckleberry Shortbread Bars
Come on over and meet him, here.
Well, this was a heck of a year, wasn’t it??? Natural disasters, man-made nightmares, a presidential election . . . phew, I’m worn out from it all. It’s time to move on, pack up the holiday decorations, clear out the cobwebs and start fresh again.
I’m sure I’ve mentioned this a time or two (note to self, add “stop whining” to resolution list) Continue reading
Ten months old already!
More cute Easter pics on the Adventures of Chloe blog . . .
Well, maybe not an era, really. But seven years, anyway – almost a fifth of my entire life! The biz has been closed for a couple months now, but scraping the sign off the window today really made it feel final, like the click of the latch on a door closing behind me. Today was also my last day of childcare, so starting tomorrow I’m a full-on-five-long-days-a-week-stay-at-home-mom.
Taking down the sign was sad – but you know what wasn’t sad? The rent check from the new tenant!
Now I’m off to celebrate with some Thin Mints and perhaps a Samoa or two.
Kate, if you are reading this, that last sentence was a typo and in fact says “a very healthy apple and a big glass of water”.
One year ago on C&T: Rocky Road No Bake Bars
Two years ago on C&T: Ribbon Shortbread Cookies and Chocolate Chai Cupcakes with Whipped Cream Cheese Frosting
Three years ago on C&T: Cinnamon Caramel Almond Brownies
This will absolutely be my most controversial, divisive, provocative post to date. I anticipate a mad rush of comments, far outstripping all my previous posts. You know, like five.
It’s not about food. It’s about . . .
When I was in high school – specifically, the summer between my sophomore and junior years – I decided I needed a makeover. I have no idea what inspired this thought . . . maybe I was bored, maybe I was feeling a little down on myself, maybe just looking for a change. But I got the idea in my brain, and decided it must be done. At the time, I was spending the summer with my dad and stepmom in Seattle, away from my hometown and friends back in Boise, Idaho. Since I was in The Big City, I figured my makeover would be all the more dramatic. Since I had my driver’s license (and, gasp, my parents allowed me to drive one of their cars! in the city!), I decided my makeover had to be done at the nicest place I could imagine – the big, beautiful mall in Bellevue, all the way across Lake Washington (by freeway!) from where we lived.
So I booked an appointment at an upscale salon, and off I went. And a couple hours later