Tuesday, January 11, 2011
"I Got New Boots Boots"
Thursday, January 6, 2011
This Monday starts our 60 Day Challenge. Our gym, Grapevine Crossfit, is hosting the challenge to eat Paleo for 60 days. I have written about Paleo a bit in the past but along with Crossfit it has been wonderful and me and Mr. H have seen a lot of changes. So we are both anxious and excited for the challenge to begin. If it was up to the man of the house we would be eating chicken and broccoli everynight, maybe through in cucumbers one night to change it up. But to keep this lady interested that is not going to fly. I have been scanning Paleo blogs for new recipes and we have been trying some new ones this week. Here is one of them... Paleo Orange Chicken! Nothing like Pioneer Woman's goodies but so much better.
Get in my belly!
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Ramblings of 2011

Sunday, January 2, 2011
Last Day of Winter Break
A husband and wife woke up to a power outage, definitely a worst fear.
To make the best of the situtation, "Let's get some Starbucks!" she said.
Still tucked in bed nice and cozy visions of coffee and pastries danced in Mr. H's head.
Coffee cake, blueberry scone & 2 coffees to go= The Best Breakfast in bed.
With a caffeine jump start we were ready for the day ahead.
The power came back on just in time.
We went to cash in our winning lotto ticket, bought a few more but didn't win a dime.
We didn't let the news get us down to low.
We were off to the Movie Tavern for lunch and a show.
A mid day matinee of The Fighter with Marky Mark as the star.
I'm glad we got a close seat so I didn't have to admire those mighty muscles from afar.
Off to Home Depot we went to top off our date.
Quality time with my husband, the grocery shopping and laundry could wait.
Pleading to the husband on this cold winter night.
Reluctantly he built us a fire, it wasn't worth the fight.
Searching to make sure no critters crawled down from inside,
We are now snuggled so warm sitting next to the fireside.
I can think of no better place I would rather be,
Than spending my last night of Christmas Break with my tiny family of 3.
Happy 2011 Y'all!
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
Get your own tots...
(look how young he was... little bug)

And the past six years have been the best of my life.
And my man has skills. Eat your heart out Napoleon! :)
Thursday, December 16, 2010
But I am back from the trenches folks and I have some VERY EXCITING NEWS!!!!!!!!!!!! :)
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Did you think we were pregnant?!? Haha. Sorry it's past my bedtime, lame joke.
But this news is just as exciting for me. If our December wasn't so warm, hell might have frozen over tonight. I have been sorting through my clothes lately and purging, we may be planning a winter garage sale at Club Asbury. Let me preface this story by telling you how attached my sweet husband is to every piece of clothing he owns. Each time I think, "Hmmm... he has not worn this in a while, maybe he wouldn't even miss it" he changes my mind by looking for that specific item. He may just be the clothes rain man. He could probably tell you every item in the closet, and let me tell you, that's alot!
So I have been strategically planning when I was going to talk to him about getting rid of some of his clothes. It has to be the perfect, exactly right moment for these kinds of talks. I am telling you he is attached. Well tonight while putting away some laundry preparing for tomorrow's girls night I decided to ignore my previous plans to slide it in and call an intervention.
Our first round of purging was a success in my book. I felt like I was on a episode of Hoarders discussing each item. I kid, I kid. There was actually very little resistance on his part, although he did say it took a lot out of him. A little dramatic if you ask me.
Thursday, December 2, 2010
Camp Mineola
My sweet officer didn't make much of a copilot running on a mere 4 hours of sleep after the midnight shift so I belted out some Christmas carols to make the drive go by faster. We made a pit stop at Mr. B's BBQ pit and this place had some chow which was "slap your mother-in-law good." Mr H's words. Then we pulled into Mineola. Our friend's family owns 70 acres so we had the place to ourselves; just the coyotes and creepy crawlies to keep us company.