Woody's grandmother, Brooksie, passed away this week.
That's her with Bestafor, Woody's grandfather, at our wedding.
One of my favorite memories of our wedding was when they danced together during the married couples dance. Our DJ (the uberly talented Frank Warren) set up the whole beautiful scene: year-by-married-year he had couples leave the floor until it was just them, happily and sweetly dancing together to Rod Stewart's, You're in my Heart.
Everyone was cheering and clapping and the eternal love was seriously flowing.
I loved it so much. I'll never forget it.
Afterwards they told me how much it meant to them.
Look how cute they are:
RIP Brooksie.
We're so sad you're not here but we know you're now with your true love, Bestafor. ♥♥
(I didn't have evaporated milk so I used 1/4 cup sweetened condensed and 1/4 cup regular milk and then 1/8 cup of sugar. I also didn't have "instant" active dry yeast but they turned out super poofy. I mean, I had yeast but not instant:))
It's super easy:
You make the dough the night before, refrigerate it, and then roll it out and fry them the next day.
And of course sprinkle on plenty of powdered sugar.
My new favorite blog/website is Design*Sponge and if you click here you'll get an excellent recipe for a DIY hair mask.
If you have dry, coarse, lion-mane hair like me then you've looked into buying store brand hair masks and know those babies are PRICEY!
So, save your pennies and make this instead.
It works! It's great. And messy. But so worth it.
I'd follow Ashley's suggestion and puree the mixture. I was too lazy to get out the Cuisinart and used my potato masher instead. So, it was quite chunky still and didn't spread through my hair as well if it had been smoother.
OM were quite amused to see me rubbing guacamole in my hair.
Maya loves singing this one. We watch it all the time:
My next favorite thing is this:
It's a book of my blog. Woo frigging Hoo!
So, I've been trying, with zero success, to embed a print feature on my blog so that I could start printing it to save for OM one day (in case blog's are out and/or the whole thing gets accidentally deleted).
I decided to just try one year (2009) to see if I liked before I committed to having the whole thing printed. I split it up into two six month sections (they recommend this if you have large files; soulemama would probably need to do quarters).
You can make a dedication and then there is a table of contents w/ all of your entries.
It automatically chooses the first and second photograph for the front and back covers but you can override that (I didn't).
And they have lots of colors to choose from but I stuck with basic grey for this first go.
It's pretty great.
I also chose to have them fit as many photos and text onto each page instead of following the exact layout of my blog (to save paper). So, the captions don't line up but I'd rather spare the resources than keep it exactly like the blog.
The first half is kind of cringe-inducing to reread. My use of the apostrophe is atrocious and my melodramatic rants make me wince but ya know, it's all a rough draft. Time is short when you do these things. Although, I will try and use the apostrophe with care from here on out.
When I was looking into this I also read good things about this company.
In case you're wondering how Beautiful is doing, she's doing awesome. :)
"An individual has not started living until he can rise above the narrow confines of his individualistic concerns to the broader concerns of all humanity."
"Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter."
'Flowers are beautiful' she said, so we should name her Beautiful.
When I spotted her @ Trader Joe's and knew I really wanted her I looked at Maya and asked her if she thought we could keep her alive. Maya asserted YES!
So then Maya gave her a pep talk on the way home, holding Beautiful in her lap, telling her we promised not to kill her and that we would take good care of her.
We had orchids at our wedding (from here) and I just love them so but haven't had much success keeping them happy at home. But I'm we're up to the challange now.
If me and my little helper can keep Beautiful alive then maybe we'll consider the guinea pig she still wants.
I am the master of my fate.
I am the captain of my soul.
Woody and I watched Invictus the other night. I've been thinking about that poem a lot. Especially those last two lines.
We just watched Alice in Wonderland and Charlie & the Chocolate Factory, also beautiful films. I love Tim Burton and Johnny Depp. And Helena Bonham Carter: 'off with their heads!'
Oh, and, I keep changing the blog background. Sorry if that's annoying. I'm just trying to find one I like. I think it's possible to upload my own image so I'll try that. I'd love to find one and stick with it.
Owen is reading The Mitten in kindergarten and today they made these mittens to replicate the one in the story. They filled it with all the animals in the story (not pictured here but he made those too).
Owen is the big figure. I asked him what he was holding in his hand: 'remote control for my video game.' Ah. Fantastic.
I think we need to work on that so next time his little figure is holding a book. :)
