Goodness gracious. It’s Friday, and Turkey Day is in six days. Scratch that. The person I share this blog with hates when people call Thanksgiving that. She also doesn’t understand why people go all out for a “Thanksgiving outfit” to walk to the dining room. If you read her post on Wednesday, you read what else grinds her Thanksgiving gears. I’m painting her as a crotchety gal, but she’s not-wait until you see her Christmas card post in a few weeks.
Ok. Enough of Kat’s Thanksgiving grievances, here are few favorites of ours from the week.
Our cattle-ranching queen has done it again. Her latest book, Frontier Follies, came out this week, and I am a happy girl. I just got it, so I’m only page 16, but I would bet all the butter she has in her fridge that the rest of the book will be just as delightful as the first 16 pages, and I’m looking forward to reading the rest of the follies. I think my memoir would be Southern Stupidity. Harper Collins, call me.
I’ve been listening to these sermons this week on Apple podcasts. It’s a four part series about parenting. I will take any parenting advice that anyone is willing to give. A few years ago, a student of mine was one of the most polite, well-mannered, kindest kids I had taught. Not only was he like that, but his other four siblings were the same way. I was in awe. I asked his mom one time in a teacher conference what she did because whatever it was, was working. She told me that she always prayed for them. I told her I loved that, but I needed tangible advice too. (I didn’t say it like that. Promise.) Try out this sermon series…even if you’re not a parent-there’s something still there to learn.
Season’s Greetings. We’ve had this tree for several years-long before Claire was old enough to appreciate it. It’s a great activity because it comes with more than enough ornaments, so you can decorate it 100 different ways. With this tree, you won’t be asking Todd why the carpet is all wet.
I promise I’m no Ouiser Boudreaux. I’m actually a very pleasant person. I’m just willing to die on petty hills with “turkey day” and “friendsgiving” written on tombstones beside me.
I was very impressed with the overall quality of this Amazon sweater, and it’s finally cooled off enough so I can wear it and not die of a heat stroke. Giddup. Maybe I’ll put this on to walk the ten feet from my bedroom to my parents’ dining room for Thanksgiving. Probably not though.
To paraphrase Vanilla Ice, “if there’s a fashion trend, yo I’ll try it.” I’ve had my eye on some snakeskin boots, but I’m worried that I’ll look like Stanley Tucci’s character on the first Beethoven movie. Anyone? Anyone? So, I opted for a more feminine and dainty version of the trend. Thanks, Old Navy.
I’ve been using these makeup sponges for a while, and I am quite a fan. I use them almost every day and clean them over the weekend. Lather. Rinse. Repeat as needed.
Last Sunday morning, I walked to a local coffee shop and got a “Canadian chai” which was a chai with maple in it. Oh. My. Word. I felt like Buddy the Elf, “Syrup in coffee?!?! Why didn’t I think of that?!?”
May the road rise up to meet you and may your coffee always have maple syrup in it.
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