Saturday, May 28, 2011

Salad Bowl Saturday...

It's already Saturday again.  Where did that week go.
Well, here we go again...

I love this.  I've made it twice in the last couple weeks, and I am going to make it again for Memorial Day.

from Our Best Bites


{f.y.i. quinoa is pronounced 'keen-wah' and can be found in the aisle with rice and other grains.  Locally I have only found it at HEB.}

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Salad Bowl Saturday...

Because everybody asks me for my salad and dressing recipes. 
 Because my hubby says out of everything I make, he loves my salads the most.  
Because not a single one is one of my own recipes.  
Because I think everybody needs a little something healthy in their life.
And most of all, because I love salads - every Saturday I am going to post one of my favorite salad recipes.

And to start things off...

from Our Best Bites
(a.k.a. my favorite site for recipes)


Wednesday, May 18, 2011

From His Mouth...


Right now for family scripture study we are reading Genesis. 
Here is Mister P's summary of Chapter 1:

God made the earth.  It floats in space.
God made the night and the day
and the sun and the moon.
He made people
and blue whales.
And...them was good.

I love how sweet the spirits of children are.  Even more, I love how they can take the most complicated things and make them so, so simple.


Monday, May 2, 2011

A Fairytale...

I love a wedding.

I especially love a Royal Wedding.

I remember when I was growing up my mom would tell me about when she watched the wedding of Princess Diana and Prince Charles.  Of course as most girls were, I dreamed of being a princess and have a fairytale wedding, just like Princess Diana.  I am sure this lead to my crazy love of all things wedding.  That and I pretty much saw a wedding or four every weekend for a lot of my life.  I don't know.  You tell me.

So, when I finally realized that I wouldn't be marrying Prince William, or any other prince for the matter, I decided to look forward to the day I could watch a royal wedding.  Even if only on TV.

I scoured the internet to find my favorite pictures.  I just thought I would share.
Don't you just love this picture?  I do.  And that ring...
That brings me to my next picture.

Probably one of my favorites.

Her dress was STUNNING, I mean breathtaking in every sense of the word.  This is how you want your daughter to look on her wedding day.  I appreciate the modesty and the classic nature of this dress.  And I want one for myself.
Lets just talk about Pippa for a brief second.  Wow, just as beautiful as her sister.  Can I have a dress like that too?

I love that pomp and pageantry lives on somewhere in this modern world.



The actual picture I was looking for was the wide angle that showed the whole front of the abbey as they knelt.  It was so sacred and spiritual in it's own way.  


The official photos.  These had to be included.




Hello!  Teeny tiny little waist.  She hit a home run with this one too.  Not sure what Camilla is wearing, I have seen her look better.

This picture reminds me a lot of the next picture.  They are such a beautiful couple.


Monday, April 25, 2011

No Joke...

Some images in this post may be hard to look at.  
Viewer discretion is advised.


I was online looking for houses, as I do often, when I came upon this one.  I looks nice from the outside. Inviting even.  I love the trees in the yard.




I continued to look at other pictures.  
This is what I found...



ARE YOU JOKING ME????
First of all, I cannot believe that a person would allow a realtor into their house to take pictures when it looks like this.
Second, I can't believe a realtor would advertise a house that looks like this.

I just have no words.  It makes me sick.

Sunday, April 24, 2011

I Know...

{thank you google images}

I know that my Redeemer lives;
What comfort this sweet sentence gives!
He lives, He lives, who once was dead;
He lives, my ever living Head.

He lives to bless me with His love,
He lives to plead for me above.
He lives my hungry soul to feed,
He lives to help in time of need.

He lives triumphant from the grave,
He lives eternally to save,
He lives all glorious in the sky,
He lives exalted there on high.

He lives to grant me rich supply,
He lives to guide me with His eye,
He lives to comfort me when faint,
He lives to hear my soul’s complaint.

He lives to silence all my fears,
He lives to wipe away my tears
He lives to calm my troubled heart,
He lives all blessings to impart.

He lives, my kind, wise, heavenly Friend,
He lives and loves me to the end;
He lives, and while He lives, I’ll sing;
He lives, my Prophet, Priest, and King.

He lives and grants me daily breath;
He lives, and I shall conquer death:
He lives my mansion to prepare;
He lives to bring me safely there.

He lives, all glory to His Name!
He lives, my Jesus, still the same.
Oh, the sweet joy this sentence gives,
I know that my Redeemer lives!

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Konversations With Kidz, Part II...


Mister P:  I learned about community helpers today.
Me:  What are community helpers?
Mister P:  Fire mans, Police mans, Doctors, Dentists, Teachers...and pizza mans and ice cream mans.
Me:  I don't think think they are Mister P.
Mister P:  Yes they are!  They Bring you food when you are hungry!
Me:  Okay.

Miss C:  I know why bluebonnets are called bluebonnets.
Me:  Why?
Miss C:  They are blue.
Me:  True
Miss C:  And a bonnet used to be a hat.  A really really long time ago, like in the 60's or 70's.
Me:  Think a little farther back than that sister.  Think "Little House on the Prairie" (she's reading the series right now).
Miss C:  Oh, that's real?

Mister P:  Sassy, I got to eat pizza tonight.  Caesar's kind.
Miss C:  That's no fair.  I want pizza too! (She happened to have no fun at all that day.  She had her hair and nails done, got to get dressed up and got to go to a grown up party for her Grandma.  No fun)
Mister P:  It's a shame.  Such a shame. {shaking his head}
Miss C:  uuuuuuuhhhhhhH!!!!!!

And this wouldn't be complete without a little cursing...

Miss C:  Mister P, Baby B broke your Lego helicopter.
Mister P:  Oh, Dammit!
Me:  What did you say?
Mister P:  Dammit?
Me:  Are you supposed to be saying words like that?
Mister P: No
Miss C:  Mommy, Mister P said a bad word.
Me:  Yep, I got it.

Not 5 minutes later...

Me:  Mister P, you better come pick up your Lego's from the table before Baby B gets to them.
Mister P:  Oh damn!
Me:  Did you seriously just say that again?
Mister P:  yes
Me:  Where did you learn that word?
Mister P:  people
Me:  What people?
Mister P:  Daddy
Me:  That's a surprise!