Friday, December 31, 2010

The Highlights of 2010

Well kids, it's that time. I know you've read every other post like this. Sorry for being so late on mine.

  1. In January, we figured out that we'd be moving far away because I got into law school. 
  2. In February, I was deceived to think by Google that there was a Sonic here, Sarah Palin was still classless, and people wanted to know if we were still Sooners
  3. In March, you found out that I pulled a DJ Tanner on my sister.
  4. In April, I did my hippie duty and talked about Earth Day...sorta. I also realized that I was ready for the next chapter of our lives.
  5. In May, Brandon graduated and we went to see our new home: Michigan.
  6. In June, I wrote out our love story.
  7. In July, we packed up and moved to Michigan. 
  8. In August, I reinstated my love with dishwashers
  9. In Septemer, I started school and found out there were only 14 Sonics in this state.
  10. In October, I decided that Michiganders are kinda funny.
  11. In November, my family came to visit, I found a hair stylist, and Prince William got engaged!
  12. In December, I survived finals and we spent our first Christmas away from Oklahoma.
I hope this finds you well. I have loved 2010 and am excited for 2011! 

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Wednesday is " One Day Shy" Day.

One Day Shy: a phrase to describe being one day away from reaching a goal.

Today we were one day shy of going 5 months without Sonic.

Let me say that again.

Today we were one day shy of going 5 months without Sonic.

So we fixed that problem.

We had Super Sonic cheeseburgers.

And chili cheese tots.

And large drinks.

And cheddar bites.

And a blended float and a caramel shake.

And refills on our drinks.

Yes, it was excessive.

And totally worth it.

We also found Texas Roadhouse AND Hobby Lobby.

So y'all know on our next date where we're headed.

And when we're finished, we're headed to Sonic for a drink on the ride home.

Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, December 28, 2010

On being honest...

Tomorrow I will be back to my usual self. I'm really genuinely excited to talk about the highlights of our year this year. Plus bowl games are upon us and you can bet your booty that I'll talking up my Sooners one last time before we hit the drought season.

But different.

I know I've talked a little about missing Christmas at home this year.

But what you don't see on the other side of the screen are the tears. I am not handling this well at all. I thought things would get better after Saturday and then of course, I remembered that after Christmas is when we both celebrate Christmas with extended family.

Christmas is not done in Oklahoma, but it is done in Michigan.

I can't tell you how hard it was for me during my 25 Days of Christmas series to post about all of my favorite things when inside my heart was breaking because we wouldn't be there to do everything like we do.

Lots of people have said, "the first one away is the hardest."

Well, I feel sorry for anyone who has to do it more than once in their lifetime because I promise that we'll have nothing to do with it again.

Answering for the umpteenth time about what our plans were for Christmas was just as hard as the first time. I cried after all of them too. While I'm ready for school to start so I can get my mind off things, I also am not looking forward to answering what I didn't get to do for Christmas either.

I don't care if that sounds wimpy. It's the truth. I think that sometimes in the blog world we try to shine things up a bit prettier than they really are. I know I am more than guilty of this. On an off day, I write about some of the cheesiest stuff, but the cheesy stuff gets me through and I push on.

But this is different.

Being away from family is hard in general. You miss out on a lot of things, but being away from them at Christmas AND New Year's is the worst.

Being away from my family and Brandon's family has got to be the worst of all because they do the best Christmas there is in the state of Oklahoma. I know I'm biased, but you would be too if you were in my situation.

I should tell you that we got to see my family through Skype on Christmas Day. Thank the Lord for technology. And I also heard from some family friends on Christmas Eve and one of my best friends on Sunday night. It was like a breath of fresh air being pumped into my lungs. Also, it was kinda nice to hear what my parents had been saying about me. My parents have always made it clear to us, that they love us, are proud of us and miss us, but it is kinda nice to hear it from other people. It was a confirmation, that I am exactly where I'm supposed to be and also, that I'm proud to be their daughter.

I can't say enough how it sure was good to hear from them. I cried on both calls, but it still was nice to hear from everyone.

My best friend from high school later was headed out to see some more dearest and oldest friends of mine and called to see if we were still in town so we could head out there. After I told him I was in Michigan, we decided to Skype also, but there is a reason that girls are the planners of events and not boys. Some things will never change I suppose. I am fortunate enough to be still be so close to friends from high school. They are good people and I am also proud to call them friend.

So it wasn't all bad. And I was with Brandon. Our first Christmas alone wasn't horrible, but still I know we both felt an aching in our hearts to be near our families.

New Year's Eve is a couple of days away and we always spend it our family-one side or the other- and everyone here already has plans. And Lord knows there is nothing worse than someone inviting themselves along for the party.

So we'll ring in the New Year with each other and Paisley of course.

I know this sounds worse than it is. I can be a bit of a drama queen on occasion, however, I'll deny it if you bring it to my attention.

The point is that I just wanted a day to just be sad. And I needed my sadness to be public so that y'all could pray for me.

I hope this finds you well and that you were with your loved ones this holiday season.

Happy Holidays.

Friday, December 24, 2010

Merry Christmas!

It is Christmas here in Michigan officially!

I should be asleep....BUT Santa is on his way and y'all I just can't sleep. I've always had this issue.

I'm a bit concerned about Santa though...I follow him on Twitter.

Side note: Why are you surprised I follow him on twitter?

Side note #2: Why are you surprised Santa has a twitter account? You better watch out!

Anyway, I'm concerned about Santa see, last I checked he's only in Iceland. He better get to gettin' if he plans on making it to the continental US sometime this year.

I mean I know he's Santa and all, but the man don't have time to be takin' his sweet time. Know what I'm sayin'?

Side note #3: Yes, I still believe. My momma says, if you don't believe, you don't receive! And I plan on receiving next Tuesday when Santa drops off my box via UPS.

Oh wait...where was I?

Oh yeah, in any case, I hope y'all have a rockin' Christmas wherever you are.

From our house to y'all's!

Merry Christmas!

It's Christmas Eve...

...and I feel as though I've run out of things to say about this Christmas season. So I think I'll post some random thoughts I've got running around in my head.

I am struggling greatly with not being home this year.

I know that this is only temporary, but while you're in the middle of it, it sure does suck.

There is no other way around it. It really bothers me when people complain about how time consuming/exhausting it is to be with their families in general, but it especially bothers me now.

I miss my family a great deal and would love nothing more than being with all of them in Oklahoma "dealing" with the holidays.

That being said, I am also equally heartbroken for the families that do not get to spend the holidays together because they have family serving for us every day overseas in the armed forces. 

It also makes me think about Mary and Joseph. At this point in the story, they were still just Mary and Joseph. They too were away from family and they were about the have the Savior of the world.

Can you imagine? I know you can't, but isn't it wonderful to think about what tomorrow means for all of us as believers?

Luke 2:1-7: In those days Caesar Augustus issued a decree that a census should be taken of the entire Roman world. (This was the first census that took place while[a] Quirinius was governor of Syria.) And everyone went to their own town to register.

So Joseph also went up from the town of Nazareth in Galilee to Judea, to Bethlehem the town of David, because he belonged to the house and line of David. He went there to register with Mary, who was pledged to be married to him and was expecting a child. While they were there, the time came for the baby to be born, and she gave birth to her firstborn, a son. She wrapped him in cloths and placed him in a manger, because there was no guest room available for them. 

Hope this finds you well and happy and with your family!

Merry Christmas Eve!

Thursday, December 23, 2010

A Snoopy-less Christmas

For about a couple of weeks now, I have been missing something about this Christmas season.

There was something about the Christmas season that just wasn't happening. 

I couldn't put my finger on what it was.

Then on Sunday, my sister texted me about what I wanted for Christmas.

I hadn't the foggiest to be honest.

So I asked Jessi for ideas because she and I still buy the same things and we live a thousand miles apart.

She told me a couple of things and they both sounded good.

Then she just suggested the worst possible option, "You just want money so you can get what you want?"

Um, no!

I promptly let her know that I wanted my momma to buy my presents! She always knows just what I want.

And then it hit me!

I don't get to snoop this year!!

By now, I pretty much know what everyone else is getting, but really have to get creative for myself because since we've been married my mom waits to buy all my gifts until right before Christmas.

I have to admit the woman is good at hiding my gifts. She doesn't wrap every year until Christmas Eve because of me. 

I am sure that my momma appreciates the lack of snooping this year. Word on the street is that her wrapping is almost done.

But I have a sneaking suspicion that she misses it or rather the girl doing the snooping.

Love you momma.

Merry Christmas.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010

Wednesday is "3 years ago today..." Day.

3 years ago today: Brandon and I got married

At exactly 6:25pm

We became Mr. and Mrs. Turtle

And started our life together as a team,


And friends. 
Happy Anniversary Brandon. 

I love you. 

Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Holiday Who-be-whattie?

Can a girlfriend get her holiday complaint on for a hot second?

It drives me up the wall when I go somewhere and the people who work the stores/banks/restaurants etc. are cranky!

I know that this is not an uncommon phenomenon for this time of year.

And I realize that people can be a pain.

But ya know what?

You chose to work that job.

I can say all of this because I used to work in PUBLIC SERVICE where people are the worst kind of hateful on a regular basis.

It is the norm rather than the exception.

At some point, you have to recognize that because of whatever strife that person is currently facing is why they're not their jolly self.

I realize that it isn't right for those Scrooges to treat you the way that they do, but you know what you can do instead of let it affect you in the wrong way.

You can choose to be in a great mood and kill them with kindness!

In my experience, their attitude changes 9 of 10 times.

They remember that they are in fact jolly old elves and even smile in spite of themselves!

And they usually take that holiday cheer and spread it elsewhere!

In the meantime, you have a good day too!

Rant over.

Merry Christmas!

Monday, December 20, 2010

I'll be home for Christmas....except not so much.

As mentioned yesterday, we're not going home for Christmas.

I've cried about this more than I care to admit, but we will miss our families very much this year.

So we've decided that we're going to keep parts of traditions and add a couple of our own.

On Christmas Eve Eve, (yes I said it, therefore it is!) we're going shopping with the rest of the crazy people because it should be fun to see everyone act like a fool! 

On Christmas Eve, we're going to read the Christmas story out of Luke and Twas the Night Before Christmas. I'm not sure what meal I'll make yet. I think we may go look for Christmas lights too.

On Christmas Day, we're having a Mexican food smorgasbord including stuff for tacos, nachos and taco cal-zone with all the trimmings.We'll also have snack foods including sausage dip, guacamole, and salsa. We'll watch the Disney parade, open a few gifts and then Christmas night we're gonna head to the movies.

We both have realized that while the reason for the season is Jesus, the way Jesus came into this world was through a family. He had a mom and a dad on earth just like every other person does. Since we both come from very wonderful families it is going to be hard to be away from them.

I hope that if you have the privilege of being with your families this holiday season that you will not take the opportunity lightly.

It is a wonderful thing to be with family.

Hope this finds you well.

Happy Christmas!

Sunday, December 19, 2010

Post #600 for the ruby Turtle hippie

So, I thought I'd tell you some of the miracles that have happened since being in Michigan.

They all have one thing in common: our church family.

Seriously, God totally has known what He was doing from the moment we set foot in the state.

  • We have couple friends! This has been a prayer of mine since this blog started almost. We have friends at home but they were never close driving wise and it's a neat experience to have that all the time. 
  • B has a job. One of the ladies in our small group got him an interview and he is now at a bank! 
  • We have couples in the church that we look up to and remind me a LOT of my parents and their friends and it is wonderful.
  • Living in the home of Big 3 (speaking about the Auto industry) has allowed us to know people to take care of our cars in our church. This is very important coming from a girl who has a daddy who is crazy about cars! 
  • Our small group has prayed and prayed for us this semester. 
  • We know if we need anything we can ALWAYS go to our little church. 
So, not going home this year, is bearable because of people like those in our church.

Hope this finds you well!

Merry Christmas!

Saturday, December 18, 2010

I'm pulling the Law School Brain Card.

Yep, that's right.

There is such a thing.

All you preggos which is everyone but me and b.e.g. pull the "preggo brain" card.

So for just today I'm pulling the I just thrived (that's right I said thrived and NOT survived) my first round of finals and my brain is fried so I'm breaking my own rule of posting something about Christmas during the 25 Days of Christmas series.




BUT, just to satisfy the small part of me that can't handle breaking rules, I'll confess that the one thing I dislike about Christmas is the "Christmas Shoes" song.

And for those of you not in the legal world, that's called winning on a technicality and sometimes, winning on a technicality is just as good as winning a major case.

Finally, to quote Gene Simmons, "...and that's why it's good to be ME."


But seriously, finals went well.

I am so proud of myself for giving such a great effort.

I am totally in my element. I LOVE what I get to do y'all.

I have found that I have a few rituals that I do when I take a final that include but are not limited to: wearing lucky underwear, wearing favorite: t-shirts, sweats, and hoodies, watching Ocean's 11 while I get ready the morning of exams, Led Zeppelin soothes me while I wait to take the exam, and earplugs might be one of the greatest inventions ever.

Hope this finds y'all well.

I'm busy snoozin', watching Harry Potter and sportin' my best celeb just woke up look.

Merry Christmas.

Friday, December 17, 2010

Christmas Traditions: The Tales of the Trees Version

Hey y'all.

So, today is the last day of finals for me. (I hope you're sitting at your computer yelling WOO HOO Sam!!) From 9-11:50am EST today I'll be taking my final exam. Please send up some prayers/good thoughts for me.

In the meantime, you're in for a treat. Today Megan from Tales of the Trees is here! She is one of my very favorite bloggers. I know her in real life too! (Long story short, her husband and I have known each other since grade school and now we're pals too!) She is a fellow Harry Potter junkie, a great writer and soon to be mommy!!

Hello lovely readers of The RubyTurtle Hippie Times! This is my first time to guest post and I'm excited about it!

I've never guest posted before, and in true "Megan" essence I made it just about the most difficult thing ever.

I asked Samantha a ton of questions, put off writing my post for fear of not knowing what to say, contemplated telling her I couldn't do it, and then just sucked it up and started doing it.

Thus the story of my life.

Samantha wants me to talk about something that has to do with Christmas. She gave me lots of ideas, and I feel like I have lots of Christmas type ideas running around through my head but none of them want to come out through my fingertips to formulate an awesome guest post.

Because if you are guest posting it has to be awesome, you can't guest post the lamest post ever. That would be awkward.

So let's talk about Christmas.....

I don't want to say that all year I look forward to Christmas, because that would seem like I wish my life away looking forward to one month, but I do have to say, I eagerly anticipate Christmas all year.

I don't feel like I have any specific Christmas traditions, but I do however love EVERYTHING that is Christmas.

From the music, to the decorations, to the shopping for others to the giving and receiving of Christmas cards, all the way to the little red cup from Starbucks which we all know is the official sign of the Christmas season (minus Jesus in a manger in all of that). I just love it all!!!

When I was younger my family would turn on Christmas music and decorate the Christmas tree together. Now its very possible that we only did this one year out of my whole childhood, but it sticks out in my mind and I like to envision that we did it every year.

My family was not a country music family, but for some reason my mom had the Kenny Rogers album (prior to him messing up his face through plastic surgery) and we would BLAST a song of his called "Kentucky Homemade Christmas". Me, my mom, and sisters, LOVED this song and would sing it as loud as our little lungs would allow. In the car or at home, it didn't matter, this was our Christmas anthem.

Of course we listened to other Christmas songs, but nothing got us in the Christmas mood like good ole Kenny (when he looked like Kenny).

Now that I'm grown and married, the hubs and I haven't set any Christmas traditions of our own just yet.

Unless you count me naming off 2958 ideas of gifts for his dad and brother and the hubs telling me that every gift idea I had wouldn't "work" and me getting mad and telling him that he could just go find their gifts himself cause I'm out of ideas, and then me eventually picking out and buying their gift because I cant delegate things and let other people (including my husband) handle them.

Because that happens every year.

One thing we do find ourselves doing every year, is snuggling up in the living room, with only the light of the Christmas tree, a bowl of popcorn and one of our favorite Christmas movies.

I love these nights. They are so peaceful.

Usually the movie is Home Alone, Christmas Vacation, The Grinch, or The Santa Clause.

Those are some movies we love to watch together.

I absoltely love spending the Chrsitmas season with my husband, and this time next year we will have a 9 month old baby to add to the mix (can we just pause for moment about how CRAZY that is? OK continue) and I can't wait to begin making Chrsitmas traditions of our own with our little guy.

Whether we are telling him the true meaning of Christmas, picking out gifts for him, smiling big for the annual Christmas card picture (much to the husband's dismay) or just simply taking in the season by looking at Christmas lights, or watching a Christmas movie, I can't wait to do it all together!

Christmas truly is the most magical time of the year!

Merry Christmas!

Thursday, December 16, 2010

Changing Traditions...

The guest blogging blitz continues here at the ruby Turtle hippie Times...

Hi! I’m Lucy from Me, E, and Baby Makes Three.

If there is one thing you should know about me it is that I love Christmas. I mean, I adore Christmas. I start thinking about Christmas months and months in advance! I love everything about the holiday season - from the music, to the food, to the gift giving, to the time spent with family. So, of course, I jumped at the chance when Sam asked me to write a guest post for her 25 Days of Christmas.

Not surprisingly, Christmas feels very different for me this year. The holidays have taken on a new meaning as my husband, E, and I, welcomed our first child into our family in September.

That being said, I want this Christmas to be one that is remembered. Sure, Evalyn will not remember her first Christmas. But I want to. I want it to be special in all sorts of ways.

One thing that we are doing this year that is unlike any year in the past is that we are planning to stay at home so we will wake up in our own home on Christmas morning. In the past, hubby and I have always alternated years going between my parent’s house and his parent’s house for Christmas morning. But not this year. This year, it will just be the three of us for Christmas Eve and Christmas morning and then we will head up north to his hometown later in the day to spend a few days of the holidays with his family before heading to see my family.

I am planning on making a miniature version of “Christmas Dinner” for us to enjoy on Christmas Eve. After dinner, we will read Luke’s account of Jesus’ birth and then we will likely go out to see some Christmas lights around the area. On Christmas morning, we will wake up and enjoy cinnamon buns and Christmas morning casserole. Then we will exchange our gifts with each other before packing up to go see our families.

It is bittersweet for me to realize that we are growing up - developing new and changing traditions for our family. But I am excited to have this experience because as the years go by, I am realizing more and more that Evan and Evalyn are my family now and it is important to allow traditions to change and adapt to fit us. Of course, both of our families are extremely important to us and we wouldn’t miss celebrate the holidays with either of them for anything but it is also nice to know that we’ll have some time to celebrate with just the three of us as well.

Did any of your Christmas traditions change once you threw little rug rats into the mix?

Happy Thursday! Merry Christmas!


Also, today is Paisley's birthday! She is two!

Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Wednesday is a "New England Christmas" Day.

Hey y'all!

So, I'm in the middle of finals week! Can you believe I made it through my first semester of school??

b.e.g. is writing again today and I'm so excited. When I asked for bloggers to guest post for me, she wanted both of the educational Wednesday posts because she loves them! Y'all that makes my heart smile.

Christmas in New England is one-of-a-kind.

I have to be honest, I am a true New Englander, through and through, made, born, and raised in Connecticut. But I don’t know what a New England Christmas is like. All I know is that there is one woman responsible for the spirit of Christmas in the b.e.g. household.


Mama made Christmas.
My mama is the daughter of a dairy farmer and a homemaker. She didn’t have much growing up and her heart is filled with love for her two baby girls: b.e.g. and Sissy. Mama would do absolutely anything and everything to put a smile on her baby girl’s faces. And Mama made Christmas the best. I don’t know how New Englanders do Christmas, but I can tell you how Mama made Christmas in our little red house in our little corner of Connecticut.

First, Mama’s Christmas starts off with a three-day baking fiasco. During this time, Daddy was responsible for entertaining the children and keeping them anywhere else but underfoot. We helped decorate the sugar cookies, but the other 12 varieties of cookies were solely made by Mama. Afterwards, we were to take a plate of cookies to our teachers and wish them a Merry Christmas. Christmas Eve, we would go to the 4 o’clock mass and then return home for a fancy dinner. Mama set the table in her Lenox and Mikasa china. Daddy had saved money, and we would have shrimp cocktail, filet mignion, and lobster tails for dinner. And when we were ten, we got to have a small goblet of wine, which usually was only half-sipped by Sissy and I. We went to bed early, willing ourselves to fall asleep, hoping Santa would bring presents. Mama and Daddy would get to work, busying themselves with wrapping, putting big black initial letters on the presents, and tucking them safely under the tree. Christmas morning we would wake up, run to Mama and Daddy’s room, wake them up, hug and kiss, and beg them to hurry and get their coffee!! Once Daddy had the camera set up, we’d get to opening gifts. We’d go to Gammy’s house in the afternoon and see our cousins, aunts, uncles, and friends, and open more presents. We always, always, always ate cocktail meatballs, cheese & crackers, and pepperoni and sausage bread. The day was filled with hugs, kisses, I love you’s, and smiles.
2010 marks the first time in 27 years that I will not be around my parents on Christmas morning. I have no idea how I am going to get through that, because no one will ever personify Christmas like my Mama. I can only hope to be ¼ of the amazing, loving, giving woman that she is. So for me, my New England Christmas is what my Mama has given me: memories, cookie recipes, and a zest for providing an energetic and loving environment on Christmas morning.

Circa 1986 – At Gammy’s House! L-R- b.e.g, Mama, Daddy, Sissy

 Happy Christmas!!

Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Let's talk about Christmas food!

 Hey y'all.

So when you read this, depending on the time, I'm probably taking my first exam or taking a quick nap. Either way, today Brittany from Sweet, Sassy and Oh So Classy is posting today! Enjoy!!

They say the kitchen is the heart of the home. When friends and family are around everyone gathers in the kitchen. You celebrate special occasions and holidays in there. You prepare feasts, make desserts, and carve a pumpkin or two. Now that the holidays are in full mode I’m sure you will {if you have not already} spend many hours in your kitchen.

Now what to make?

Here are some delicious recipes that are perfect for those holiday parties!

Easy Cheese Ball Recipe

1 pound of lean bacon
8oz cream cheese, softened
8oz shredded cheddar cheese
¼ tsp onion powder
1/8 tsp garlic powder
1 tsp Worcestershire sauce
¼ cup chopped pecans
Your favorite cracker
Cook bacon; drain and crumble. Combined with the rest of the ingredients, except nuts, and form into a ball. Roll in nuts.
Serve with your favorite crackers
For more about this recipe click here

Hummus has been super popular at all of the parties I’ve been to lately. There are many different kinds of hummus you can make as well, however if you have never made it before, then I suggest trying a classic hummus first.

14.5 oz canned chickpeas
2 cloves of garlic, crushed (I only like to use 1)
½ lemon juice
1 tsp ground coriander
1 tsp cumin
½ tsp crushed red pepper flakes
2 rounded tbsp tahini sesame paste
A drizzle of extra virgin olive oil
Mix all ingredients in the food processor. Refrigerate for at least an hour before serving. You can make this the day before you need it to save time and let the flavors meld. Serve on falafel or on pita chips.
You can find this recipe here.

Want to try something a little fancier?

Who doesn’t love mini foods?!

I know I do!

Check out Pioneer Woman’s Stuffed Mushrooms
24 oz, weight white button mushrooms
½ lb hot pork sausage
½ whole medium onion, finely diced
4 cloves garlic, finely minced
1/3 cups dry white wine
8oz, weight cream cheese
1 whole egg yolk
¾ cup parmesan cheese, grated
Salt and pepper, to taste
Wipe off or wash mushrooms in cold water. Pop out stems, reserving both parts. Chop mushroom stems finely and set aside.
Brown and crumble sausage. Set aside on a plate to cool.
Add onions and garlic to the same skillet; cook for 2 minutes over medium low heat.
Pour in wine to deglaze pan, allow liquid to evaporate.
Add in chopped mushroom stems, stir to cook for 2 minutes. Add salt and pepper to taste. Set mixture aside on a plate to cool.
In a bowl, combine cream cheese and egg yolk. Stir together with parmesan cheese. Add cooled sausage and cooled mushroom stems. Stir mixture together and refrigerate for a short time to firm up.
Smear mixture into the cavity of each mushroom, creating a sizable mound over the top.
Bake at 350 for 20-25 minutes, or until golden brown
Allow to cool at least 10 mins before serving; the stuffed mushrooms taste better when not piping hot.

You can find that recipe here!

Little BLT's

1 container of cherry tomatoes (about 12)
½ cup mayonnaise or Miracle Whip
¼ cup green onions, chopped
2 tbsp chopped fresh parsley
1 lb bacon, cooked and crumbed
Small can sliced black olives (optional)
Cook bacon and crumble after is has cooled. In a bowl, stir together the mayo, bacon, green onion, and parsley until well blended. Set aside. Cut a small slice from the top to each tomato. Using a melon baller or small spoon, scoop out the inside of each tomato and discard. Fill each tomato with the bacon mixture and refrigerate for 1 hour. Before serving, you can top them with some sliced black olives, parsley or some more chopped bacon.

You can find this recipe here! 

Now on to dessert because what’s a party without dessert!?

I love a good bread pudding and this one is to die for!!

3 large eggs, lightly beaten
1 ½ cups sugar
2 tbsp light brown sugar
½ tsp ground nutmeg
¼ cup butter, melted
2 ¾ cups whipping cream
4 cups cubed French bread
¾ cup raisins (I don’t always put these in)
Combine first 4 ingredients; stir in butter and whipping cream. Gently stir in break and raisins. Pour into a lightly greased 2-quart soufflé or deep baking dish.
Bake at 375 for 50-55 minutes, shielding with aluminum foil after 30 minutes to prevent excessive browning. Let pudding stand for 10 minutes before serving warm with vanilla sauce.
Click here to see the vanilla sauce recipe

And last but not least, probably one of my favorite desserts {although I only eat the inside}

Chocolate Molten Lava Cake
Approved by the one and only…the Pioneer Woman!

4 pieces (squares) semi-sweet baking chocolate
½ cup butter
1 cup powdered sugar
2 whole eggs
2 whole egg yolks
6 tbsp flour
2 cups real whipping cream
2 tbsp sugar

1. Preheat oven to 425 degrees
2. Spray 4 custard cups with Pam and place on cookie sheet.
3. Microwave chocolate and butter in a large bowl on high for about 1 minute, until butter is melted. Whisk until chocolate is also melted.
4. Stir in sugar until well blended. Whisk in eggs and egg yolk. Stir in flour.
5. Divide between cups
6. Bake 13-14 minutes until sides are firm and center is soft. Let stand for 1 minute
7. Combine sugar and heavy cream and whip until stiff
8. Invert cakes on dishes and top with whipped cream.

You can find that recipe here

Hope you can enjoy these recipes in your home!

Happy Christmas!!

Monday, December 13, 2010

A Tour of Homes...gone to the dogs!

Hi Y'all. 

First I'd like to welcome you to our home. 

As you can see we're havin' more of that white stuff and lots of it. 

First, things first, you might want to get down on my level. Yep, that's right, it's me Paisley. 
My mom is studying, so I'll be your tour guide.My momma says that when I take pictures I'm a photo snob.
And maybe she's right. I personally think this is my pout look.

Maybe it's because she takes so many pictures. But I'd probably take a lot of pictures if I looked this good too.

Well, I guess we'd better get to this tour thing before mom finds out I didn't do what I was supposed to do. 

This is the tree in my room...well okay so maybe it's where mommy and daddy sleep too.

This is what it looks like from a closer shot. 
This is Mr. Bear and Mr. Snow. They're nice.

This is momma's mantel. She talks all the time about how she loves to have a mantel.

You've already seen this tree. So that's it kids. I hope you enjoyed your time here.

I need a nap. That was hard work. 

Merry Christmas! 
Love from your favorite pooch,
Paisley Noel

Sunday, December 12, 2010

The Effect of Miracles

Yes, it's me again.

I just wanted to point you to the direction of this post.

It's amazing how one little letter has changed our whole world.

There are so many stories of miracles that have happened for us that I could tell you about in the last few months and I plan to try to do that before the Christmas season ends.

But for now, could you just pray for me this week?

Because there are some finals I've gotta take.

Merry Christmas.

Saturday, December 11, 2010

Hey guys remember me?

I'm the girl who is in the middle of studying for law school finals!

Well I thought I'd do a big brain dump today of all the random stuff that's floating around in my head that has NOTHING to do with law school because I'm sure y'all miss my mumblings...and if you don't. Well too bad.

  1. Olive Garden was good goin' in but the rest, well...
  2. Facebook is still the root of all evil. 
  3. After I finish my last final I'm going to go home and take a shower, eat something I shouldn't and then go to sleep. 
  4. Except maybe I might not sleep because I WILL BE DONE WITH FINALS. WOOT!
  5. The next day I'm gonna wake up, do my best just woke up celeb look which includes but is not limited to: old sweats, favorite t-shirt, an undershirt, snow boots, BIG sunglasses, messy ponytail that doesn't look like I tried, but really I spent 15 minutes on it and a big bag to complete the look and head to Harry Potter (Yes, again!) with my law school bff. 
  6. I also have serious plans to tweet away and blog away and read all the celeb gossip I want and watch tv as much as I want. Gosh I love school breaks! 
  7. I am having trouble shutting my brain off at night. It's really irritating.
  8. Glee's Christmas episode was wonderful.
  9. I do not like unfinished business.
  10. Please pray for me this next week!
Hope this finds you well and enjoying the Christmas season.

Merry Christmas!

Friday, December 10, 2010

Christmas Traditions: The iGriza Way

Hey y'all.

So it's crunch time for me at this point. I am feeling the stress now is the best way to put it. I hope y'all are enjoying the Christmas season. Today's post comes from Laura at iGriza. She loves all things Apple and has a cute little boy she calls PB!
My momma made needlepoint Christmas Stockings for both my brother and I  when we were little and then, upon marrying my husband I found out this his mother also cross stitched his Christmas stocking. That was really neat to me and I decided I want our kid/s to also have needlepoint stockings, only I will have to purchase since I don't cross stitch (yet)! Below are some from the internet for all you others out there looking!

Lands End $22 ( 8 Patterns + Personalization)
J.C.Penney (sale) $14.99 (6 Patterns + Personalization)
J.C.Penney also has some special Baby ones! $14.99
 Horchow $50 , Free Shipping ( 5 choices + personalization)
A cute alternative from Garnet Hill $34

Thursday, December 9, 2010

Miracles at Christmas

I am so excited about today's post. God is always at work, but it just seems like humans allow themselves to be more vulnerable to let God do his work around the Christmas season.  One of the most prominent ways God works is through a miracle. I happen to LOVE miracles. Seriously, miracles rank very high on my "Loves of Life" list. Today, my good pal Brit from Living in the Moment is writing about her Christmas miracle. Go ahead and pull out the tissues now.


Since early autumn, my husband has been asking me what I want for Christmas.

And, without even a moment’s hesitation, I’ve always answered the same thing.

“A baby,” I’d say. “I want a baby.”

Clearly, this wasn’t something I expected Santa to bring me, wrapped up under my tree, waiting for me Christmas morning.

But it was the only thing I really, truly wanted. And I’d have given up every cashmere sweater, pair of diamond earrings, or Kitchen-Aid mixer I’d previously craved to open on Christmases past to get it.

My dreams of a baby overshadowed everything.

Granted, this was at a time in our year when I wasn’t sure if I’d ever to get to open that gift I truly wanted.

I’d almost convinced myself that maybe, just maybe, I was destined to spend many Christmases with my husband, alone, opening gifts for each other and sipping coffee by the tree leisurely.

No need to be awakened by anxious children at 5 a.m., eager to tear into presents.

No need to feign surprise that Santa had brought them everything they’d asked for, carrying on the magical myth of St. Nick like many parents of yore.

As much as I wanted it, my faith was slowly dying.

It was being crushed by everyday, ordinary, non-Christmas-like feelings of bitterness, jealousy, and anger.

I was sick of no one understanding this need;, I was tired of being ripped at by a world that didn’t get where I was coming from. I was torn up about the fact that I had been left with no one to turn to for comfort. And I hated the thought of another Christmas morning come and gone, with no promise of my own child to teach our traditions to.

Still, a little bit of me believed in something else.

Like a kid holding onto the beautiful naivete that is Santa Claus and Christmas Eve, even when logic and adulthood start to set in and ruin the pure-ness of childhood fantasy, I held out a tiny spark of hope.

And, no matter how non-chalant I’d acted, I’d still have given anything to wake up on Christmas morning and realize I was wrong.

That my miracle had happened.

That maybe, just maybe, ringing jingle bells would cause a stir in my belly, awakening a little baby waiting to meet her mommy and daddy sometime next year.

So even though I began telling my husband about new running shoes I needed, or a set of wine glasses that had caught my eye, I still knew what sat atop my Christmas list.

What would always sit atop my Christmas list.

And then, in October, we found out that I wouldn’t be getting what I’d told my husband I wanted.

My running shoes were too expensive, in light of our new, stretched income.

And I wouldn’t be needing a new set of wine glasses, either. Not for quite some time.

Because our Christmas miracle was coming six months late. In June.

We were going to have our baby.

I was going to be a momma. My husband was going to be a daddy.

Everything I’d ever wanted, as I’d thought, paled in comparison.

My Christmas wish, come true, was better than anything wrapped in a bow under my tree.

It re-affirmed so much in me, too. With that positive pregnancy test, I re-learned what children accept openly, without question, especially during this special time of year.

Because Christmas is indeed a time to remember that nothing is impossible.

Because, as I sit here wrapping gifts under our tree, fighting back the bits of queasiness brought on by Baby, I’m reminded yet again how special life can be.

Because, after all, hope is not stupid. Belief is not silly. Faith is what, in fact, drives all good things forward, blind though it may seem to our reasonable, adult minds.

Christmas, every year, tries to teach us all that.

Miracles do happen. They happen all the time.

Santa can bring joy where there was none before.

A Christ-child was born to a virgin in a humble manger and would go on to save a tarnished world.

My little baby, growing slowly in my belly, pales in comparison.

But it is my miracle. My little present, wrapped up in an invisible bow, which brought back my Christmas spirit.

It’s why I cry every time I hear Amy Grant’s “Breath of Heaven,” from her first Christmas album.

It’s why I’ve spent more than I intended to on Christmas presents this year.

It’s why I smile at my husband and say, joyfully, “You know, this will be our last Christmas, just the two of us, for a long, long time.”

Because miracles do happen. They happen all the time.

They are stronger than the almighty dollar, the world of logic and reason, and the fear we have when it comes to believing in things we cannot see or understand in the light of day.

Thank you, Christmas, for re-affirming in me once again the power of faith.

And for giving me the ability to believe in miracles.

Merry Christmas, everyone.

Wednesday, December 8, 2010

Wednesday is "A Christmas Story" Day.

Hey y'all.

I'm still in the middle of studying. I know I sound like a broken record. But only a week and half left! Woot!

So today, my pal b.e.g. is educating you this Wednesday! She is one of my blogger bffs. She has been teaching me the ways of living above the Mason-Dixon Line cider donuts and all!

Anyway, hope y'all enjoy.


1983 was a magical year. Not only did it bring yours truly to the world, but the story of a little boy named Ralphie with dreams of a Red Rider BB Gun was brought to fruition: A Christmas Story. This is by far, THE only Christmas movie for me.

For some reason, when I watch A Christmas Story, it evokes a lot of strong imagery. I adore the sense of family in Ralphie’s life. From his nonverbal little brother, anxious and overbearing mother, and proud father, they stuck together for better or worse. When I see the scene where Ralphie’s mother is at her wit’s end trying to get Randy to eat and encourages him to ‘show me how piggies eat’, I recall a scene from my own childhood. We had ice cream cakes for someone’s birthday, and my parents must have been in a silly mood (they are the ‘no elbows on the table’, ‘no eating until everyone grace is said’, ‘push your chair under the table, but you’re not allowed to leave the table before everyone is done’ kind of folk) because my sister and I had an ice cream cake eating contest. Full-out, face-in-the-plate licking and snorting and going at it. I remember the four of us laughing hysterically, my mother snapping pictures, my sister’s pigtailed, baby-faced self smiling with ice cream on her nose, and it comforts me.

I love this scene:
Ralphie: Oooh fuuudge!
Ralphie as Adult: [narrating] Only I didn't say "Fudge." I said THE word, the big one, the queen-mother of dirty words, the "F-dash-dash-dash" word!
Mr. Parker: [stunned] *What* did you say?
Ralphie: Uh, um...
Mr. Parker: That's... what I thought you said. Get in the car. Go on!
Ralphie as Adult: [narrating] It was all over - I was dead. What would it be? The guillotine? Hanging? The chair? The rack? The Chinese water torture? Hmmph. Mere child's play compared to what surely awaited me.

Because it reminds me of the time when I was mouthing off to my mother; I was approximately ten years old, I was sassy, and I was fresh, and I only showed that to my mother. My mother’s frustration tolerance for the crap I put her through only decreased over the years, and by ten years of age, she was pretty low tolerance. So she heard me mouth off to her, became infuriated, and tried to put a bar of soap in my mouth. I refused to open my mouth. It was a battle of wits. My mother thought she could outsmart me, and pulled the liquid soap and tried to put the white dispenser end to my mouth and squirt soap in my mouth. In the end, I didn’t get much soap in my mouth, my mother punished me, and I apologized to her. It reminds me of the Ohmigodthisisnotgoingtoendwell feeling of childhood, but in retrospect, it’s hilarious!

I love the father’s deep intense pride and desire to make things seem bigger, better, and more incredible than they really are. He believes in magic, he believes that things will turn out alright, even if the Big Win is only a stocking’ed, sexy woman’s leg of a lamp!

I love the way the mother bundles Ralphie and Randy before they go outside. It reminds me of being taken care of. I love that they live in a working-class neighborhood, have silly friends who attempt really, really, really stupid Triple Dog Dares, have family members who make/buy silly costumes, Mamas who dote and love on their children, and the magic of being a child. Ralphie cracking his code, wearing his costume, encountering bullies, dreaming of being a top student, and having a family that embarrasses him, yet a family that he loves just warms my little heart. Because isn’t family what the Christmas season is all about?

Happy Christmas!

Tuesday, December 7, 2010

For the LOVE of Christmas Lights...

Hope y'all are enjoying things so know all two days of it. Anyway, my irl sister is talking to y'all today. She is one of my favorite people in the world. We are on the same wave length on a regular basis, pick out the same clothes now thousands of miles away and never talk to each other about it, she's soon to be a Sooner alumni in the spring, a sorority sister, and if possible to fathom sassier than me.

Since I have been in college, my love for Christmas lights has grown deeper. When Sam asked me to write a guest blog post I thought about what I was going to write about for awhile. One of my roommates and I love to just drive around the neighborhoods and just look for Christmas lights. When we find some we drive by really slow and I am sure the owner’s think we are creepers, but we are not. We just LOVE Christmas lights!

People in Soonerland are serious about decorating the outside of their houses. One of our favorites is a house that has a light show that is synchronized to a radio station of Christmas music. It is beyond cool. To say the least my love for Christmas lights is significant. It is manly significant because I have lived in the dorms or an apartment, so I really cannot climb on the roof because:

1. I would have to call the fire department to borrow their ladder because the rood it so high,
2. I would get fined by the complex, and
3. Let’s just say I don’t have the best record with ladders, which leads me to my story...

For as long as I can remember, I beg and plead every year for my Dad to hurry and get the Christmas lights up. I have to give him lots of pep talks to get the motivation going. I go so much as to drag in the boxes to the house and proceed to string them across the living room floor to check every light. By this time he has gotten he picture and says the only way I am doing this is if you help. If it means those lights are going up I am ready to jump.

One particular year when I was 9 we were out getting the lights on the roof, and my job was to have the next strand ready, and to help get the lights flopped over the peaks of the house. I was doing my job just fine, but the clips that go on the lights got hooked, so I swung them and did everything possible to get them unhooked, but nothing was working. My dad had no idea what I was doing obviously because he thought I was just me playing with the lights. He told me to stop it.

I chose to fix the problem. This is where it gets interesting.

I saw the ladder in the drive way, so I trotted myself over there to position it where I could reach the lights and swing them high enough to get them over the peak. I went about ¾ up the ladder, and swung the lights again, but this time higher.

My planned worked and I was on my way down the ladder when everything turned south.

I made it to the 4th step, headed to the 3rd when I missed it and went FLYING backwards landing flat on my back!

I thought I was dead.

It knocked the breath out of me.

My dad was yelling at me, "Jess you ok?"

I said nothing because I was in such shock. (I still thought I was dead.)

I sat up finally and said, "I think I am okay."

My dad said, "are you sure?"

I said "yep!" (HELLO I WAS ALIVE!)

By this time my whole family was outside because they heard all the commotion.

My dad told them the story and then everyone BUSTED out laughing and could not stop.

I on the other hand was still sitting in the drive.

I am convinced to this day that my coat saved me, because it was one of those huge puffy coats.

Did I mention our driveway was CONCRETE?

So my love for Christmas lights goes way back and I'm dedicated...clearly, I will go to all heights to be able to see them!

With some major Boomer Sooner love and a Merry Christmas to y'all,

Monday, December 6, 2010

Christmas Traditions: The Edwards Edition Version

Hey y'all!

It is officially crunch time for me in school so as promised the next couple of weeks will be filled with guest posters. I am so excited about all of them. They all make me smile every day and I have a feeling they'll make you smile too once you "get to know them."

My first guest poster is Susannah from The Edwards Edition. She is a fellow Southerner, an elementary teacher and is also mommy to the cutest blue-eyed baby named Emeline.


Family traditions can be so boring when you are growing up.

But, when you get older, and move away, and get married, you crave those old, familiar traditions. Or at least I do.

And y'all, it's hard doing something different after you've done the same thing for 25 years. My husband and I have a good mix of Christmas "compromise." It just so happens that his family does the big stuff on Christmas Eve, and my family does the big stuff on Christmas day. So, it works out for us to go see both families (they live about 1 and 1/2 hours apart) during Christmas vacation.

Anyway, I have the fondest memories of my family Christmases from growing up. We had some serious traditions in place. It's sad to me how everything eventually changes and you have to come up with your own traditions.

One tradition we had on Christmas Eve was we always went to mass. After mass, we begged and got to open one Christmas present. Then we ate some form of soup (mostly vegetable soup) for dinner. Always the same format there-very reassuring.

Side note: Who always picked a huge box to open early and it was always clothes. Ugh. I always got a damn turtleneck from my aunt and I always chose the same type of box to open early!!

Second side note: My dad belongs to the church of Christmas and Easter, and when he would go to mass with us, it was a holy hot mess of misbehavior. My mom was packin' heat (a wooden spoon in her purse) to poke/beat us with in the pew. We always left church grounded.

Anyways, after our night of church, gift opening, and soup eating, sissy and I would go to bed. We always slept together on Christmas Eve. I guess my parents and grandparents would continue their self induced eggnog (mostly bourbon) coma and put together bikes for their small children. No, dad, you shouldn't have screws left after assembling a bike. :)

At some point, we would always wake up and either A)hear them still up and dang it, we couldn't go down and check out the Santa stuff or B)hear nothing and sneak downstairs to attempt to look at the loot.

Only once in about 13 years did I get busted for spying. I was about halfway down the stairs when my mom caught me while I faked stomach pains/cramps to get her to believe I was going to get some water or Advil or whatever. She didn't buy it.

Until about the ninth grade, we would wake up no later than 6 am, and go wake the parentals. The rule was no one could go down until we were all ready to go down together. Once the parentals brushed their teeth, we could go!! We were rolling our eyes, who brushes their teeth to go open presents, please!!

On Christmas Day, the tradition was to look over all the Santa loot that was laying out (in separate chairs), oh and ahhhh, then go eat homemade ham biscuits and drink OJ. Finally about 2 hours later, we would convene to the living room to open all the gifts under the tree. Someone (mainly dad) would be "Santa" and pass out gifts to everyone. We would take turns, going around and opening and admiring/dying laughing at what the other person got. Sarah and I would trade flavors of Bath and Body lotions, chapsticks, and colors of socks/scarves. This would last a good hour-hour and a half. By this time, it was close to lunch, so we may have to invigorate ourselves with some snack items. Then, sissy and I would go play with our items, or take them to our rooms and organize our loot. That was the best part!

Christmas dinner (served around 2-3 pm) is always at our house. Everyone in our family comes to our house! Sooo fun! All the cousins, aunts, uncles, etc came over and the grandparents were already here. We would stress my mom to her absolute limit. She was ready to be hammered by 1 pm with all of the relatives in her kitchen, trying to "help." I'm sure my sister and I chorusing, "We're hungry mom, when are we eating?" really helped her out too. :)

We would finally eat a delicious meal with always the same type of food: turkey, ham, dressing, sweet potato casserole, broccoli casserole, crescent rolls, pickles/olives, some form of Jell-O salad with nuts in it (blech), and tons of celery with cream cheese goodness inside. Then, a veritable smorgasbord of dessert items brought to the family by relatives or my dad's business clients. Stuffing faces ensued, then the kids went to play our new Nintendos (circa 1987), assorted board games like Operation, and later, Super NES.

Around 10pm, total exhaustion hit everyone full force, and we started winding it up. Bed for the young uns, and "Rummi-Kub" for everyone on my mom's side of the family!

So, now that we are both "all grown up" with babes of our own, traditions are a bit different. Obvi, we go to see our other families and have to compromise our time. Sissy and her hubby do the same Christmas Eve thing with his family, so it works out that we are both there on Christmas Day to party and play like the old days.

Eventually, J and I will have to start our own traditions. I don't' want to drag Emma/future children and all of their Santa loot and gifts to Birmingham/Montgomery to have Christmas. We will have to start our own Christmas traditions, just like my parents did. This makes me sad-as I said before, I don't like change. :) But, we will embrace it and have fun making memories with our children.

What are your Christmas traditions? Please share! I love hearing if other people's traditions are similar to mine or totally different!!

Thanks for allowing me to go down memory lane, Sam!!

Merry Christmas, everyone!

Sunday, December 5, 2010


These are my favorite commercials...

Folgers- Peter comes home for Christmas.

Hershey's Kisses Christmas

These are my favorite songs...

Feliz Navidad-Jose Feliciano

Mele Kalikimaka-Bing Crosby and The Andrews Sisters

Last Christmas- Wham!

Christmas Wrapping- The Waitresses

Jingle Bells-Frank Sinatra

The Christmas Waltz-Frank Sinatra

I'll Be Home for Christmas-Bing Crosby

Have Yourself a Merry Christmas- Judy Garland

and these are my favorite movies...

Christmas Vacation


A White Christmas


What are yours?

Happy Christmas!

Saturday, December 4, 2010

Big XII Championship: OU v. Nebraska ONE LAST TIME


So after the Sooners beat the Cowboys last week, we moved on to the Big XII Championship this week.

We're playing the Cornhuskers tonight.

This rivalry is epic.

Barry Switzer v. Tom Osborne anyone?

This is where the phrase "Sooner Magic" was born.

I know that some of you (COUGH SEC LOVERS COUGH) think you're the best conference ever and there is no other conference to be even considered. All I say to that is Bless your poor misguided hearts because the Game of the Century (you know the one where there was a clip that DIDN'T get called!) has everything to do with the BIG XII Conference and NOTHING to do with yours. Powerhouses like Nebraska and Oklahoma have been around a LOT longer than y'all.


Don't get me wrong, there are some greats from your conference, most of them are hated.

But then again, so are the Sooners and Cornhuskers.

We're just more established than y'all.
I am proud to be a Sooner and proud to be a part of such a LONG and storied tradition.

Today will be the same because Bob Stoops and Bo Pellini are part of the greats at each respective school.

I am so pumped.

The Big XII Championship holds a special place in our hearts because B had his bachelor party when Chase Daniels was still picking boogers for Mizzou and the same night PLBD was born.

Now I know half of y'all might be scratching your heads because I just spent a good amount of time talking about how great Nebraska's team is.

Well don't you worry your pretty little head.

They win because they play dirty.

That's right Cornhuskers, I said it.

All the way down to their color.

You see another aspect of this game is its name. It's famously called the Battle of the Reds.

Sooners like myself happen to think that our version of the color is better. Their red is plain Jane. I'd even call it lame.

There is just no richness to it.

It's just red.

Now crimson, oh crimson. It is the color of quality.

And you can bet your booty that I hope my "Big Red" wins tonight!

Hope this finds you well!!

Happy Saturday and Happy Christmas!

Friday, December 3, 2010

The View from Where I'm Sitting: A Michigan Christmas

Hey y'all!

Two days ago, we woke up to that fluffy stuff coming out of the sky.

Momma was dancing around like a crazy person singing this song.

I personally was perplexed as usual.

You see this white stuff falls out of the sky. It doesn't feel super cold like rain. It's light and airy so I'm willing to be outside more. When it rains, I prefer to keep myself dry. My momma says I'm a total princess and daddy mutters something about me bein' like my momma except really we should be called drama queens and not princesses. And then momma rolls her eyes at him. Wonder what that means?

Anyway, you know what else? When you put your tongue on it, it melts!! So the whole world is one giant water fountain!! And I LOVE water fountains! There's one in both of the bathrooms 'cept you have to jump over this white wall to get into it. Sometimes, if I give momma and daddy a look they pick me up. (Don't tell them, but it's a benefit of being an only child.)

So as soon as momma looked like a blue marshmellow she took me outside. I did my business and then she said she had to ski-daddle off to school to study.

She does that a LOT lately. (Oh yeah, if you're writing a post for her, she needs it really soon. She keeps talking about going into hibernation. I didn't know humans knew what that was. Think it's cause of that school and studyin' thing.)

She even took a picture of the white fluffy stuff coming down at school.

Well guys, I gotta get. Momma's eyeballin' me somethin' fierce.

Merry Christmas!!


Thursday, December 2, 2010

Miracles of Christmas Past...

I wrote this post last year about miracles at Christmas time.

I think it deserves a re-visit because it is amazing to see how far Brandon and I come as we share our SIXTH Christmas together and our FOURTH Christmas as a married couple later this month.

Christmas is such a magical time of the year.

The whole world seems to just change.

Happy Thursday and Merry Christmas y'all!

Wednesday, December 1, 2010

Wednesday is "25 Days of Christmas Series" Day.

25 Days of Christmas Series: the writer of the ruby Turtle hippie times (aka me!) composes the majority of 25 blog posts during the month of December to celebrate all things Christmas including but not limited to favorite music, traditions, events, commercials, movies, and miracles and has been a tradition on the blog since its inception.

Happy December y'all!!

I find it fitting that today begins my annual 25 Days of Christmas Series on a Wednesday so I could give a quick explanation of what it is.

So let's get our series started off with my personal playlist of songs that I've been working on for almost five years now for Christmas. There are two major holes in it. I need more country Christmas and more non-secular Christmas songs. So please feel free to drop suggestions!!

All I Want for Christmas is You- Mariah Carey
Ave Maria - Celine Dion
Baby, It's Cold Outside- Carmen McRae and Sammy Davis Jr.
Breath of Heaven-Amy Grant
Buon Natale-Various Artists-Dean Martin
The Chipmunks Song- The Chipmunks
Christmas/ Sarajevo 12/24 Trans-Siberian Orchestra
Christmas Cookies- Oak Ridge Boys
Christmas in Dixie - Alabama
The Christmas Song- Mel Torme
The Christmas Song- Nat King Cole
Christmas Time- Bryan Adams
The Christmas Waltz- Frank Sinatra
The Christmas Waltz- Johnny Mathis
Christmas Wrapping- The Waitresses
Everybody's Waitin' For the Man with the Bag- Kay Starr
Feliz Navidad- Jose' Feliciano
The First Noel- Nat King Cole
Happy Christmas (War is Over)- John Lennon
Happy Holiday- Peggy Lee
Happy Holidays- Bing Crosby
Happy Holidays- Andy Williams
Have yourself a Merry Little Christmas- Judy Garland
Here Comes Santa Claus- Gene Autry
I'd like to Hitch a Ride with Santa Claus- The Andrews Sisters
I'll be Home for Christmas- Bing Crosby
I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus- Perry Como
I Want a Hippopotamus for Christmas- Gayla Peevy
It's Beginning to Look a Lot like Christmas- Bing Crosby
It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year- Andy Williams
It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year- Johnny Mathis
Jingle All the Way- Lena Horne
Jingle Bells- Frank Sinatra
Last Christmas- Wham!
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!- Dean Martin
Let It Snow! Let It Snow! Let It Snow!- Ella Fitzgerald
Little Saint Nick- The Beach Boys
Mele Kalikimaka- Bing Crosby and The Andrews Sisters
Merry Christmas, Baby- The Beach Boys
Merry Christmas, Baby- Lou Rawls
My Favorite Things- Tony Bennett
O Come All Ye Faithful- Nat King Cole
O Holy Night- Mariah Carey
O Holy Night- Martina McBride
O Little Town of Bethlehem- Frank Sinatra and Ochestra
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
Run Rudolph Run- Chuck Berry
Santa Baby- Eartha Kitt
Santa Claus is Back in Town- Elvis Presley
Santa Claus is Coming to Town- Bing Crosby and the Andrews Sisters
Silent Night- Elvis Presley
Silver Bells- Bing Crosby and Carole Richards
Sleigh Ride- Ella Fitzgerald
Sleigh Ride- Johnny Mathis
Snoopy's Christmas- Various Artists
Snoopy vs. The Red Baron- Various Artists
Someday at Christmas- Stevie Wonder
There's No Place Like Home for the Holidays- Carpenters
Where Are You Christmas?- Faith Hill
White Christmas- Bing Crosby
White Christmas- Elvis Presley
Winter Wonderland- Bing Crosby

I know there are duplicates but they are there for specific reasons. Some days I want to listen to a certain version of the song and so I have that option.

Hope this finds you well at the beginning of this Christmas season!

Happy Christmas and Happy Wednesday!
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Hi y'all! The name's Samantha. You can call me Sam if you like. I am a lover to a boy I met at Falls Creek in the summer of 2005, that is a student of Jesus, a Sooner born and Sooner bred and when I die I'll be Sooner dead, Democrat by party, blonde to the core, and oldies but goodies kind of girl.
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