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Put Your Face On

I picked up G from preschool this afternoon and she looked a little worn out.

M: Sweetie! Did you have a busy morning? You look really tired.
G: rolling eyes No, mom. This is just the face I have on right now. Sheesh.

Well, obviously.
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On Soap

Who makes soap that actually results in a bigger mess than you started with? Bath and Body Works, that's who. Darn you BBW soap designers with your fancy "Holiday Scents" and your bewitching "Holiday Sale!" You got me good. Winter Candy Apple, Vanilla Bean Noel, Twisted Peppermint, you all looked so lovely in your colored bottles. You promised me moisturized, 99% germ-free, smelling good hands for a low, low price and I bought it. You. It. Gah.

What did I get? A veritable disaster in my sink, that's what. Gobs of soap clumps stuck in every crevice. After a day of hand washing I scrub, scrub, scrub out the remains of your promise and watch my money swirl down the drain. I will remember you next year...and give you as gifts instead!
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Daddymobile

I had hoped to do a layout of this photo this afternoon, but Photoshop wasn't cooperating with me when I wanted to open files from my external drive. Grrrr... I did manage to edit it a bit. This photo is from a walk we took over the absolutely gorgeous fall weekend we had here. I love that he managed a smile even though his eyeballs are practically being pulled out by way of his forehead.
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Ravioli Anyone?

C and I made about 80 ravioli today. It was so nice to spend a solid hour with her this afternoon. G was napping and it was just a quiet, fun hour working together. I rolled out and cut the pasta and she filled and shaped all of them. They were lovely - each and every one of them.

Butternut Squash Ravioli Filling

1 Tbs. butter
3 Tbs minced red onion
1 cup roasted butternut squash puree
3 Tbs. cream
3 Tbs. Parmesan Reggiano
pinch nutmeg
salt and pepper to taste


J also grilled 19 pounds of turkey and 9 pounds of pork shoulder. Needless to say, my deep freeze is quite a bit fuller this evening than it was on Friday morning!
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I *Heart* YouI can't really describe how much I love being an aunt. Where motherhood is all about boundaries and lessons for life, being an aunt is about SPOILING and LOVING. It all started with the wonderful, illustrious M. What a great initial. She's spunky and funny and I've been loving her to pieces for over 3 years. Next is E. (above) Where his sister is sizzle, he is just snuggle sweetness. Pure, little boy love.Okay, fine. My story telling dramatics are too much for him and the first thing I did was make him cry the last time I saw him. But, he warmed up. (When I cooled down.) His mama, my youngest sister, is far less excitable than I am. She's even tempered, I'm, well, not. Needless to say he wasn't prepared.

I think the obvious solution is that they need to move closer so he can get used to me.
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Redeeming Day

Today is one of those days that reminds me why we live here. Just warm enough to take a nice long walk, but cider is still definitely a possibility.

My friend Chris just dropped off the disk of the photos she took of our family and I'm anxious to make my Christmas card. I know she's going to totally rock this photography business thing. I'm really loving this one today, although J says his eyes look too "squinty." Whatever. Exactly who can laugh without squinting a little bit?


The images in the sidebar of "The Crew" were all from this same shoot. We're lucky to get these photos done before we can't afford her!

Looking forward to a warmer weekend around here and relaxing with everyone.
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Crazy Day!

I've been cleaning and baking for my Lia Sophia party this evening. I honestly don't know how I get myself into these things. I always think it will be simple and then I get in the way of myself. Then when making up the snack "menu" I always feel compelled to throw one more little thing into the mix. Sheesh. Back away from that extra dip already!

Not to mention the fact that - because my golden retriever is so crazy hairy - I always have to plan on vacuuming at the last minute or have my guests going home looking like they rolled around with my pooch. Truly I love that dog and most of my friends know the "Don't Wear Black at the Toney House" rule, but you never know.

And if only those pesky kids didn't need dinner...

It also occurred to me that I never posted pictures of the girls in their Halloween costumes. (I seriously must be the only person left in the blogosphere and on Facebook that has not yet done this.) C's Mulan costume never showed, but we picked up the original at Disney. I also managed to finagle a refund from the eBay seller. Without further ado...