Thursday, July 22, 2010

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Since discovering this recipe I haven’t bought a jar of spaghetti sauce.  Until now. 

I saw these beauties in the grocery store I picked them up not for what was inside, but for what I could do with them after they were empty. 


We recently did a make-over to our back deck and I knew that the coffee table needed a little somethin’. 

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I had a tray that was supposed to hold photos, so I removed the photos and sanded her down a bit to give an aged look.  I added some personalization, thanks to my husband’s cousin and her Cricut.  Um, yea.  Totally. Want. One. 

107_4755 I could have gotten away with using generic old glue for the letters, but I didn’t have any on hand. 
So I used my new best friend – Mod Podge. 

I soaked the spaghetti jars in warm soapy water so that the labels would peel off.  I gave one of the jars a coat of my other best friend – Valspar Glass Etch.


 I took a few scoops of sand right out of my daughter’s sandbox and planted a candle in it. 
The flowers? Directly from my backyard. 
The hubs is responsible for those. 
The only thing I am good at planting is a candle into a jar of sand. 

I bought just two jars of spaghetti sauce for this project.  Everything else I already had.  And here’s the finished project, in all of her $6 glory.

table 1 

table 2

I’m linking up with these parties.

Thursday, July 15, 2010

So That I Don’t Forget

Each day, Hannah does or says something I make a mental note to myself to never forget.  I’ve got a million of these things swimming around in my head. 

I never want to forget:

How much she loves her big girl bed.

That she confuses “was” and “were.”  She says things like, “I were just reading some books.”

How she puts stickers on her upper lip and says that she has a mustache.

How much she loves Veggie Tales and believes that Larry the Cucumber is really in the room with us.

That she calls ice cream sandwiches “chocolate sandwiches,” and popsicles “hopsicles.” 

That she tells me about 25 times a day, “My panty pants are dry!”

That she now refers to the song “California Gurls” as
“The Traci Song.”

That she loves for me to tell her about the day she was born.  When I get to the part about the doctor placing her on me, she always blurts out, “And Daddy said IT’S A GUUUUUL!”

That when she is getting ready to say her prayers at bedtime, she tells me that it’s time to be serious.

The time she said, “Thank you, sir” to a female waitress.

The time we were standing in line at the grocery store and she asked me if we could buy the shopping cart.

That every night when I ask her if she wants to sleep in socks or bare feet, she says, “Barefooted socks!”

The time a plane flew over our house and I asked her where she thought it was going.  California?  Florida?  She looked me right in the eye and said, slowly, as if English was not my first
language, “To. The. Airport.”  Of course. 


Thanks to my sweet, funny little girl,
for all of the things that I never want to forget.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

The Weekend in Review, Just a Little Late

I’ve been meaning to get around to this post all week, but between my laptop misbehaving and the LeBron-a-thon that’s been going on in these parts, I’ve sadly not been able to pull it all together.  I’m not even a big sports fan, but I am married to one.  I now know more about free agency and the NBA salary cap than I ever imagined.


The 4th of July weekend started with Hannah’s first ever slumber party at her grandparents’ house with one of her favorite cousins.  She adores her cousins.  I didn’t even tell her about the slumber party until the last minute for fear that she would be so excited that she wouldn’t take a nap that day.  When I filled her in, she cheered and pumped her fists in the air. 

On Saturday, Hannah had zero interest in leaving her grandparents’ house, so Shawn talked me into doing something I haven’t done in over three years.  Yep, I got on the back of the Harley with him.107_4718

Does my helmet make me look tough?


I am usually a bit of a Nervous Nelly when I get on the bike, which I am sure is no fun for my husband, but he is always so patient with me.  He sticks to back roads, drives super slow and slows down even more if I squeeze him.  He probably feels like we are going to fall over because we are going so slow…

Our family’s 4th of July picnic was held at our house this year.  Here’s my little firecracker in her Independence Day best:




The rest of the weekend was spent loving on cousins:


Sitting with Papa, but downright refusing to look at the camera,


And swimming until we were waterlogged.


Hope you had a happy 4th!


Thursday, July 1, 2010

My Husband is a Lumberjack and a Bunch of Randomness

Saturday afternoon, Hannah was taking her nap. I was piddling around in my craft room and my husband said that he was going to go outside and do a few things in the yard.  I thought that maybe he’d pull some weeds or something.  A few hours later, I looked out the window and this is what I saw:


I just never know what he’s going to do.

We had some photos taken by an amazing photographer a few weeks ago and I am super excited about the shots.  I met with her last night and ordered my prints.  I can’t wait to get them framed and displayed in my home.  Here’s a sneak peek.

Speaking of great shots, I captured this pic of Hannah wearing the dress that my sister sent with a note that says, “Dressin’ Twinks like I like to dress – in pink and ruffles!”  Who can’t appreciate that?


This week, I finally made two recipes that I have been wanting to try out.  Surprise, surprise both of them have a Mexican flare to them!  What can I say?  This family loves anything Mexican!  Note that neither of these recipes are necessarily healthy, but oh my yum!

The first one is called a Chicken Enchilada Ring. 

3-4 cooked chicken breasts
1/4 cup chopped block olives
1 cup cheddar cheese
1 small can chopped chilies, undrained
1/2 cup sour cream
1 package taco seasoning
2 rolls of crescent rolls
1 small chopped tomato
1 lime (juice)
2/3 cup finely crushed tortilla chips

1. Shred chicken and add olives, cheese, chilies, sour cream and taco mix. Seed and chop 1 tomato and add 2 tablespoons lime juice; add to chicken mixture. Reserve 2 Tblsp. crushed chips and add remaining chips to mixture.
2. Unroll crescent dough and separate triangles. Arrange on round baking stone or cookie sheet in a circle with longest length of each triangle ends overlapping in the center and points toward outside. There should be a 5 inch diameter opening in the center.
3. Spread chicken mixture evenly onto widest end of each triangle.
4.  Bring points of triangles up and over filling and tuck under wide ends of dough at the center of the ring.
Sprinkle with 2 Tblsp. crushed chips.
5. Bake @ 375 for 20-25 minutes. Garnish with tomato and serve with salsa and sour cream.

The next dish I made is simply called Mexican Chicken.  Anything with the word “Mexican” in it and I’m sold.

3-4 chicken breasts, boiled and cut into bite size pieces
1 can cream of mushroom soup
1 can cream of chicken soup
1 can Rotel*
1-2 cups cheddar cheese
Package of corn or flour tortillas (small)

Tear the tortillas into small pieces and line the bottom of a pan. Mix together the soups, Rotel and chicken and pour on top. Top with cheddar cheese. Bake at 350 for 30 minutes or until cheese is bubbly.  So easy and so yummy!

*I first experienced the wonder that is called Rotel while visiting my sister in Los Angeles.  I have searched high and low for it here in Ohio.  Apparently we don’t have the stuff in this geographic region, so we northern gals are left to make our own.  Sigh.  While it’s not as good, it worked just as well for this recipe.  I mixed a can of diced tomatoes, a small can of chiles, about 1/4 cup of chopped onion and a splash of lime.

Happy Thursday, friends!