Driving Shoes & Warm Toes

2013 is coming to an end very soon with a new year just on the horizon.

 Lake Diane

Perhaps her Wal-Mart shirt should read, “Pretty. Smart. Talented and a Little Red Too.

It’s never too early to learn how to skip stones.  Or swim. You choose.  Maybe he should just stick to tractors. 

Occasionally a photograph catches the essence of someone. This, my friends, is the essence of Kenley Robinson. Holding her Poochie Mama while eating something. What more do you need in life?

The best way to describe Kenley’s Polaris driving skills would be lead foot. 

See? Her expression confirms this. 


 Britton, on the other hand, is a surprisingly cautious (and slow) driver. In fact, she is probably the safest driver in the family. Especially after her first mishap with Mike’s truck and the old golf cart.

Most of the Christmas decorations have been packed away but the wreaths get to stay on just a little longer. I wish they could remain on the front windows the rest of the year.

Impromptu driveway dancing. I think Mike was just glad we made it home alive.

If I could’ve done a ‘My Favorite Things For Him’ post without spoiling his surprise I would.  On there you would have seen this locally welded fire pit which has us Florida folks warming our toes this New Years Eve.

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December Decor Ramblings

With the naked Christmas tree down and sitting by the street I can see my family room once again. Suddenly it looks so bare.  Some of my favorite blogs are home decor in subject- which is no surprise to anyone that knows me. Most normal people have hobbies like sewing, running, or traveling. I prefer strolling the aisles in Home Goods and moving furniture around. Ask my mom, even as a kid I would spend my weekends rearranging my room and dusting the furniture.

When I saw this gold foil sign on Etsy (and all over blog land) I knew I had to have it. My kids constantly hear me say, “hold your horses.” With a family of 5 someone is always holding a horse I can assure you. Santa Claus came through.  Eventually I will find a safe place for it where red pasta sauce cannot attack but for the time being Kenley announced that all I’ll need to do is just point to the sign when someone needs to take a number.

Mike and I have been fortunate enough to inherit much of our furniture from my parents- including these old (heavy!) mahogany arm chairs that were in my dining room growing up.  My sister and I each have 4 now. Since Mike and I already have dining room chairs (also passed down) I use these where needed and try to breathe fresh life into them with a little color. I have no idea why I took a picture of this chair but hey, it won’t look like this in a couple months so no harm done.

Garden stools have become my recent obsession and when I saw this brass one recently my heart might have skipped a beat- I’m not gonna lie. They seem to be popping up in many of our spaces.  Eventually I want need to reupholster the fabric on the matching wing chairs but for now I manage to thwart off that project with a few chotchkies.

“Chotchkie: A small piece of worthless crap, a decorative knick knack with little or no purpose” {urban dictionary}

My house is full of them, just ask Mike.

On second thought, let’s not ask him and say we did…

At the Car Wash

I think Raynes has a future in the car wash business. Mike and the girls returned today from their annual father/daughter camping trip. This meant a good washing for Tucker, the girls, and Mike’s truck. Always ready to break out a whisk broom or mop Raynes was eager to assist.

We are glad to have them back although Raynes and I enjoyed our time together. He ate well and slept even better (14 hours!). Despite a full night’s sleep I do believe it’s about time to brew my second pot of coffee for the day. Gonna need some energy to prepare a scrumptious pasta dinner for the family tonight- I’ve been spoiled having others cook for us this holiday. Back to reality (and the kitchen) for me.

Christmas 2013… That’s a Wrap

T’was the night after Christmas and all through the house
Not a child was stirring, hopefully that includes the mouse

The empty stockings rehung by the chimney with care
In hopes that St. Nicholas will send his cleaning crew here

We spent Christmas Eve at the candle light family service at church followed by dinner and gifts with Nana and Gan at their house. The girls were tickled pink to get to open gifts on Christmas Eve and I was thrilled that Raynes went to sleep while we enjoyed Gan’s slow-cooked rib dinner and opened gifts.

Mike loves his latest birthday present, the Go Pro camera.  Finally, we can resume recordings.

Ouch, a no make up kind of Christmas morning. I’m taking one for the team here.

A girl after my own heart she gets excited over high thread count sheets. I’m just happy she could join us this year.



Dig. Dig. Dig.

After we celebrate Christmas at home with our children Mike and I headed to my parent’s house.  Santa leaves Florida Lotto tickets in the stockings… scratching off lottery tickets Christmas morning, we’re classy like that.

I’m pretty sure Mom and Dale have the largest tree I’ve ever seen.

Rut row, we have a driver in the house.

Kenley has yet to realize that she weighs 68 pounds and still climbs atop Pop’s lap to read to him.

How cute is she? Seriously….

This handsome man went above and beyond this Christmas.

Nana scored big with a large book about, you guessed it, tractors!  This little guy is in heaven.

A tradition that begun last year, family BINGO. So much fun, especially when I won the $46 pot!

Even the little people got into it. Avery won $16 as well- bingo!

Now I can feel January in the air- cold, wet and wintery.  I am not complaining though, I am enjoying the chilly weather and the excuse to stay inside drinking coffee twice a day.

Christmas-y

We are savoring these last couple days leading up to Christmas….  We attended the Nutcracker ballet, opened many Christmas cards, lit the Advent candle at church,  welcomed “Lou” the Elf in her new location each morning, partied, and wrapped lots of gifts. All that is left is a not-so-quick trip to Publix and a mother-daughter ornament exchange party this morning with the middle child.  I just love this time of year.

HomeGoods has the best wrapping paper. Red ribbon indicates it’s a gift for someone else (other than kiddos).

The FedEx man and Raynes are on a first name basis.

See, I wasn’t lying about the half strung lights in the front yard.

Britton’s 5th grade class made geo houses from scratch. Britton was proud that she made her entire house symmetrical.  Then she ate it at random the following day. 

His and hers engagement photos.  ‘Tis the season for duck hunting in the south.

You may kiss the bride.

Merrill Lynch Christmas Party….

Not a Santa fan… And this was one of the better photos.

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