Happy Birthday to Me

When your boyfriend lives 3 hours away you get flowers delivered to work on your birthday in your favorite color. We won’t celebrate until this weekend, but I love this surprise until we celebrate in person.

Just a side note on getting flowers at work. Every woman loves this no matter what they tell you. It’s always fun to make the girls at the office a bit jealous. Plus they smell sooooo good. A little dose of nature in the cubicle farm perks everyone up.

Ask and Yee shall Receive

When I was a small girl, I asked for a sister…I got one

There was a time in my youth where I wasn’t so happy about that

Turns out I don’t like sharing so much

But…as we got older we got closer and have had some great adventures

I honestly don’t know what my life would be like without her in it

She just gets me

She is the sweetest and kindest person I know

She’s my best friend

….and today we celebrate her 41st Birthday!

Finished, My Cody Boy

This is Cody. When I got divorced, I left my dogs Cody and Tullahbee with my exe because my daughters remained there and are very attached to them. I often visit them and it broke my heart to leave them behind, but I know they are happy and living their best life.

Cody was adopted from the Humane Society when he was approximate 3. He’s a love bug and a great cuddler. He barks at everything, including his shadow, especially now that he’s getting deaf. He really enjoys booty scratches and dog biscuits , but is not a huge fan of toys. Of course, walks and car rides are on the top of his list though. All in all, he’s been a wonderful part of my life. I hope you enjoy learning more about him.

Mr Gibbs : He Picked Me

He wasn’t what I was looking for, but he’s the best cat I have ever shared my home with. 

If you asked me to choose between dogs and cats I would say that I am very much a dog person, but when you love all Gods creatures large and small, fury and slimy, cute and ugly, it doesn’t really matter.  Having a pet to share your life with is what counts.  

At the time we crossed paths I was living with my mother and was separated from my now ex husband.  Our cat had passed away, and I was missing the comfort of a furry companion.  I looked on Petfinder and found a few kittens at my local humane society.  I went in thinking I was going to get an little orange tabby cat that I could name Clementine.

When I took the kitten I had chosen into the visiting room she was not very friendly.  My previous cat Lucy, was the same way, and I really wanted a more cuddly kitty this time.  I was heartbroken that this little bundle of fur was not interested in becoming friends.   I decided that I would wait and something else would come along eventually.

On my way out, I stopped in the atrium where they have the older cats that are friendly in one room.  This was the best choice I made that day.  Of course, I was drawn to the younger orange tabby cats, but alas, we didn’t click.  I was bummed, but being the sucker that I am, I didn’t want to leave without spending a bit of time with all the cats in there.  There was only 10 or so, it wouldn’t take much of my time, and who doesn’t love playing with animals.

Making my way around the room I noticed that there was a black and white cat following me.  He didn’t come too close, but every time I would make my way to another cat tower to love on another cat in the room, he was right there.  A few feet away, but still my shadow.  I checked the board with his info. His name was Charlie, and he was 6 months old.  It also said that he was brought in as a baby as part of an unwanted litter with the mother.  I felt so bad for him, but I think I could see why he was overlooked.  He appeared grouchy.  The ‘mask’ as I like to call it , on his face could be off-putting to some. 

Before going into the room I had already decided that I was going to wait for a female orange tabby.  I was about to leave, but as I was pulling the handle on the glass door, I looked over my shoulder and my shadow was still there, looking up at me.  So, I turned around and scooped him up.  He nuzzled right into my cheek and I knew that he was mine.  So, whenever someone asks I tell them that he picked me, because he really did.

In the future I will give you a run down on all his crazy quirks, but for now I’ll leave you with this….notice the tail curl ❤

The Best Tasting Holiday Tradition: Cookies!

On Sunday I spent 9 hours creating hundreds of cookies to be gobbled up by family and friends.  Every year my sister and I get together for a whole day of baking.  On various years we have different helpers.  This year we were joined by my Auntie Barb and my niece Harper.  Of course Harper is only really interested in eating the sweet treats and decorating with sprinkles.

This is the first year that we have had Aunt Barb with us and she is so much fun.  She only has boys, and now that my mom lives in Michigan, it’s great to spend time with her.  It’s fun to gossip about my parents as teenagers and my grandparents too.  She’s always full of good advice and I love to hear all her fun stories.

We start out by putting all the things that we will need on my sister’s card table.  On a side note, do people use these for playing cards anymore?  It helps to have all our ingredients in one spot, we just have to make sure that we put it back so that we can find it for the next recipe.  This is apparently a difficult task for us at times, but at least we try to get ourselves organized.

My sister and I work really well as a team.  Her kitchen is small but we make it work  with these stack-able cooling racks.  Peanut Butter Blossoms take a long time to cool and you don’t want to smoosh the kisses.  There’s got to be a joke in there somewhere.  New to the cookie line up we added Sandbakkels this year in honor of my grandmother LaVonne, Auntie Barb’s mom, who passed away this year.  They are buttery goodness, but take up lots of space when cooling.  Thank goodness for stack-able racks!

(Cookie Lineup : Almond Bark covered Pretzels with sprinkles, Peanut Butter Blossoms, Spritz, Sandbakkels, Haystacks, Melting Moments, Glorified Grahams, and Pumpkin Cake-balls at the top.)

The marathon day of baking is the fun part for me, and the copious amounts of delicious treats aren’t bad either.  I can’t wait for next year!

Introducing Zelda

This is Zelda.  She came into my life only two months ago through a rescue in my area.  She had just given birth and raised 6 puppies to a healthy 8 weeks old and was ready to have all the attention back on herself.  

There are several things that I have discovered about Zelda in the past few months.  First, she is a lover. She loves other dogs, cats, and definitely people. Second, she is a licker.  She loves to give kisses. Third, she can hold her own with much larger beasties than herself. Just ask Otto, her Plott Hound brother.

I bring her everywhere that I go, within reason, so that she likes people.  Since she’s a small dog prone to resource guarding her person, I wanted to make sure that she was comfortable around people.  Turns out, she’s doing really well with this, and although she still seeks the comfort of her momma’s lap, she likes to love on others too.  So if you see us out and about, you might get some loves too.

Don’t hold her too close to your face unless you’d like a tongue bath from a 14 pound pro licker.  It’s really hard to not want to cuddle her close, because she’s a very good cuddler. She really boroughs in.

She may be smaller than the cat, but she can definitely hold her own in any tussle.  She’s fierce when she needs to be. Zelda can give her 60 pound brother a run for his money.  She’s got that fast, sneaky thing going on. She’s also really smart and has learned to distract him, and then bound in to steal his toy or treat.

All-in-All she’s been a great addition to my life and I look forward to sharing our adventures with you.