Friday, September 30, 2011

Weekend Update

I've been working as an instructional assistant at an elementary school for the past month. At first I didn't love it. Then I became tolerant of it. And this past week I actually began to enjoy my job. Of course it doesn't really pay my bills but I kind of don't want to leave it. On a really good day I start researching graduate teaching programs and looking at GRE practice books.

So there's that.


Jill has been especially cute lately. I've never met such a sweet pup. Terribly spoiled but totally sweet.

All sprawled out. This dog cracks me up.

If you follow any of my other online ventures you already know all about the double yolk eggs I received from two of my hens this week. If not, now you do. I collected them early in the week and then scrambled both for my dinner on Wednesday. I couldn't wait to crack those babies open and marvel at the oddity of it. Such a fun surprise!

Last weekend I had to have Cracker Barrel for breakfast. I don't eat there often and don't particularly love their lunch and dinner options but something about the entire experience of eating there for breakfast gives me such a rush of memories from my childhood. Trips to the country with my grandparents and general store items and those little games they have on the table. So weird. I was definitely craving some kind of nostalgia.
Cracker Barrel

My little unabomber. I just want to squeeze that face.
My brother is too young to understand why I just called him the Unabomber.

Baking day! All thanks to Pinterest.
Peanut butter frosted brownies and pumpkin rolls. I have Pinterest to thank.

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Book #28

I adored everything about this book. Everything. This was a fantastic ending to a series I almost can't believe I began reading in high school.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Seasons Changing

Around here eggs are finally being laid on the regular. 4 out of 6 hens are laying!

The garden is still producing. The second round of zucchini.
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And more jalapenos and green peppers.
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And the tallest Okra I've ever grown. I was super diligent about clipping it each week this year and it's still producing.
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The tomatoes still haven't ripened in full force. There are so many still left to pick in the next couple of weeks. And quite a few that will probably be able to be wrapped in newspaper and stored in a box to ripen in the garage. I love fresh tomatoes at Thanksgiving!

The fall garden is taking off.
Including acorn squash.

And a bed of lettuce, cabbage, spinach, and brussels sprouts.
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I'm still not finished planting everything for autumn and winter.

And the corn behind my parents' house is drying out. A sure sign that it's time for me to drink warm apple cider and find a place to pick pumpkins.
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Monday, September 5, 2011


Graveminder by Melissa Marr was the perfect book for a day like today. I consumed it in no time while wrapped up in a sweater and drinking cups of coffee. Perfect!

Sunday, September 4, 2011

Book #26

I knew there were so many things about his life I couldn’t fix, no matter how hard I tried. It was probably why I worked so hard to handle the things I did. Getting us settled, taking care of details, keeping the chaos we’d chosen as neat as possible. I couldn’t mend his broken heart or give him back the love of his team. But getting a new toaster, making sure we had enough soap and paper towels, and agreeing about the pickles? That, I could handle.

--What Happened to Goodbye, Sarah Dessen

Friday, September 2, 2011

I Love

  • Being employed again.
  • Having three day weekends until January.
  • That Autumn is right around the corner.
  • Hanging out with the coolest 16 year old I know.

  • Everything ever made with a rooster on it.
Of course I was highly tempted to buy these cheap rain boots with roosters on them.
  • Unhealthy Chinese food.
  • Crocheted granny square quilts.
  • Pumpkin in all baked things.
  • Lazy dogs.
The definition of a lazy dog.
  • My mamaw.

Jon & Mamaw