What’s Up with Kat

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Since I’ve been back from Spain I have been trying to get my rhythm. Not too hard, but it does take time.
I tried to save the weakest chick of nine thar hatched (just before I got home). Sadly, Mr. Chicklet didn’t make it but we had some happy times before he passed.

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Been cooking with my girl. I assisted with cake decorating for a sports themed baby shower. What is even better is I didn’t mess up the cake. I didn’t do the fancy writing but icing that sucker was a task in itself!

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Picked some fresh strawberries, mashed and mixed them to make strawberry pies. Folks at work made the one pie disappear in under 30 minutes. Maybe more pie next time.

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My poppies and tiger lilies are blooming. It makes the backyard look super jolly!

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Made a fruit tart for some friends with my girl and now that I know how easy it is I really want to do one! Maybe I can borrow her tart pan sometime :-)

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We also purchased a wee soft shell turtle. We plan on letting him grow bigger and releasing him into our backyard pond. There are some sliders in there now and frogs and I don’t want Jubal to be bullied by the other creatures in the pond.

Those are the highlights of the last couple of weeks.
We have been enjoying hot days but not the too stinking hot days we are used to in June. Such a relief after last year’s scorcher.

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Day 251: Stockings Hung with Care

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Alright, so we’re not actually the country folk that have a chimney, but I promise that these socks were hung with care.

My Christmasy homemaker goal includes making stockings for me, Kit, Isabella and Tybalt. Yes, animals need stockings too! I haven’t fully decided if I want to make basic patterns and embroider fancy things on them, make patchwork stockings, or revamp an old sweater or pillow case into something fresh.

Can you tell that I have already been perusing Pinterest for ideas? I told Kit that it will be some years down the road before I feel confident enough to do this. A girl can dream for now though!

Throughout the years we have been together Kit and I have been slowly making our Xmas decorations more and more personal.
Mostly in the sense of buying or making ornaments for our Christmas tree. Short term, we want to up the ante on our lawn decorations.

imageThis Lego guy hiding in the tiny stocking is for our soldier adopted son who couldn’t make it to our house this year. He still gives us credit for helping him find Christmas spirit again.

Day 249: Topping the Tree

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Don’t forget to catch the first and second parts of the decorating the tree blogs.
I have several years in a row of Kit placing our star on top of the tree. I really love this one because it looks the least posed. When you reach from something really far away don’t you stick out your tongue? Classic.

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I also have many, many pictures of Kit peaking out from the branches of the tree. I will refrain from posting every single one of those on my blog. Your welcome.

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Me posing with the Adventivity Card for day #6!!

Day 247: Deck the Halls!

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This is part two of three of the Christmas Tree decorating blogs. Don’t miss the first Christmas Tree blog which features a sweet Christmas memory.
Once we got the tree indoors we wasted little time covering it in our white and colored twinkly lights. Shortly after we started hanging our ornaments.

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I made Kit pose for this picture a second time—Can you read he irritation? He is very much goal oriented and didn’t want to pose for pictures. The ornament he is holding is a hand painted one we got out West on our way to visit the Grand Canyon.

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We were watching Frosty the Snowman while we decorated the tree. By this time both Frosty and Frosty returns had played through so I switched it to spoken Spanish and played it again.

This is part of our December Adventivities project. 

Day 246: Christmas Tree Procurement

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Getting the Christmas tree is a big deal to me.

As a little girl, I remember my father and I suiting up (my mother had me layered in clothing so I looked like Randy). Then heading out to our farm to hunt down the perfect Christmas tree. I would typically lose a layer of the heavy clothing on the long drive to the farm.

Once we arrived at the driveway leading up to the hippie property my parents owned, we would traditionally attempt driving up the snowy or icy, washed out, gravel road. Inevitably, we parked the car and we began our hike. I typically lost a layer in the car, because I knew that hiking up to the top of the highest ridge in the county would be toasty. Even in December.

Once we arrived at the farm property line the verbal tour through my dad’s memories would begin. Even though I have never spent the night on that farm I could tell you how most of my adult siblings spent their summers there.

The pond that was dug out. My siblings swam in this in the summer time and had to watch out for turtles or small fish. Grown over now.

The tiny farmhouse. The home of many games of the survivalist child “North Wind.” Wasps nests decorating the eves now, but all silence in December.

The large piles of rocks; set a good distance from the house where a mangy dog had been put to rest after wandering up and scaring the wits out of my siblings and mother.

The white pine forest on the backside of the property. I don’t know how my sisters and brother saw this part of the property but it may very well be my favorite part. The forest floor is so dense with pine needles that one cannot walk through it without feeling like a proficient Native American stalking his prey.

My father and I would wander around and around until he finally decided he had found a decent tree. It would, of course, be about four times the size of a tree that could fit in our house.
My father would bring hand saws and axes, which meant that this part of the day would take the most time.

Making sure the tree was short enough and then dragging it back down the knob is a haze in my memory. Perhaps by this time I was exhausted. I have a good habit of forgetting things I didn’t enjoy as much.

Chapped lips, cold noses and a mostly empty belly–excepting jerky and some water—We would begin our drive home.

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Today, Kit and I go for the easier route. Perhaps less adventurous but getting a live tree is the house is a marvelous goal.

Our tree comes from a store and is a variety not quite so prickly for decorating. The smell is sweet and is perfect to bury your nose in when you come home.
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This is part one of three of my posts of Christmas tree pictures. The rest will be shorter. 

Day 243: Sonic Tree

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Drinking wine, playing cards and decorating trees. They all seem to go hand in hand, right?

We decorated my brother and SiL’s Christmas tree. They threw on the lifts and balls but realized they didn’t have a tree topper.

Problem solved with this bendable, posable Sonic action figure. If you knew my sibs you would understand exactly how perfect this is for them.

They got a couple if other small action figures and ornaments they added later on.

Yes, this whole blog post was just because I wanted to show off this awesome tree topper.

Day 128: Animal Cakes

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The decorated cakes were all pretty impressive. The Scotty cake above was obviously in the dog theme category. I was tickled that the dog fur wasn’t fondant but individual strips of icing that was layered with different colors to offer depth and shading to the dog cake. The icing looked tasty too :)
Who wants the dog butt part of the cake?

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The cooked turkey cake grabbed my attention along with most other visitors. It looked tasty too and my favorite aspect of the whole cake has to be the pop up timer. Perfect.
The only thing missing is the mountain of stuffing coming out of the cake bird. I guess it isn’t a true Thanksgiving bird.

Ever wonder what kind of cake they baked to be the model for these creations? I imagine it is a super dry and bland white cake.
I am not a cake decorating artist like the creators of these awesome entries….I tend to lean towards flavor first and looks second.