I really can't believe how fortunate we were to move into our neighborhood. Everyone is so friendly and most of them love just hanging out together outside chatting while our kids are contently running wild up and down the street. We seem to have a lot of impromptu block parties. It starts with a couple of people and just grows. The other day it was dark out and way past dinner time, but no one wanted to go home so someone order pizzas and fed those that were hungry. This is definitely the type of neighborhood I want my kids to grow up in.
Tuesday, February 25, 2014
Thursday, February 20, 2014
Dark Chocolate Guinness Donuts
Tuesday, February 18, 2014
Dark Chocolate Guinness Cookies
Thursday, February 13, 2014
10+ Ideas for Valentine's Treats
Tuesday, February 11, 2014
Conversation Heart Macarons
Wednesday, February 5, 2014
Conversation Heart Cheesecake Truffles
For those of you that don't know me, I am an organizational addict. I can spend an entire day re-organizing my pantry, my scrapbook room, or my closet. It gives me joy, pleasure, and a sense of fulfillment. Does my addiction drive my husband nuts? Absolutely. Do my friends think I am crazy? Absolutely. Do I care? Absolutely Not! I will continue color coding, labeling, and arranging things by size.
Now my daughter on the other hand, is a different story. She has a random personality. She received a Rainbow Loom for Christmas and has been constantly busy making bracelets for everyone and finds it more creative to use random colored bands in no particular order. NO PATTERNS!!??? Who is this child? Surely, she is not mine.
Not only that, but I bought her a case to hold and organize all the different colored bands for her loom. At first, the different colors were separated into different slots, but one day she decided that she wanted all the slots to look full so she mixed up all the colored bands and shoved them into the slots. WWWWWHAT???!!! I put up with it for weeks, but my eyes began to hurt from looking at all the disorder and my hands twitched from trying to restrain myself.
Now my daughter on the other hand, is a different story. She has a random personality. She received a Rainbow Loom for Christmas and has been constantly busy making bracelets for everyone and finds it more creative to use random colored bands in no particular order. NO PATTERNS!!??? Who is this child? Surely, she is not mine.
Not only that, but I bought her a case to hold and organize all the different colored bands for her loom. At first, the different colors were separated into different slots, but one day she decided that she wanted all the slots to look full so she mixed up all the colored bands and shoved them into the slots. WWWWWHAT???!!! I put up with it for weeks, but my eyes began to hurt from looking at all the disorder and my hands twitched from trying to restrain myself.
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