tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-73105792967141979362024-03-12T19:19:23.440-05:00Fancy ThatKatiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.comBlogger49125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-34160839291839397912012-09-11T16:53:00.000-05:002012-09-11T16:53:02.570-05:00ask and you shall receiveI got what I asked for. A house. And I love it. There is no buyers remorse. There is, however, SO much work to be done. Not that this is surprising, I knew what we were getting into. Its just once the reality of it hits and you have a full time job, a dog who needs walking, a new cat that needs adjusting, a sweet sweet husband who works hard on the projects and a house that needs some serious love and attention you realize how short your days are, in fact.<br />
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mow</div>
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Yes, its as glamorous as it seems. I know, be jealous. I love that its ours. Its such a HUGE blessing that Brian and I have the means to purchase a home and now I'm so excited to make it our own. I just wish I had a bottomless pocket book and lots of free time to make it move faster. <br />
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As a person living with Obsessive Compulsive Personality, the idea of moving is a horrible thing. Boxes are everywhere. Drop cloths are on all floors to get rid of this <strike>god forsaken</strike> shade of yellow on our molding.<br />
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I mean, honestly, who paints molding that color? And not only the molding in the hallway...but everywhere. I told B this weekend that my next shirt purchase would be one that read, "Wet Paint" because I am usually covered with it on the weekends and then at work covered in dry paint because the darn stuff won't come off my legs! <br />
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We have made amazing progress already! We had 2 weeks before the carpet was installed to get some serious work done upstairs. B redid the popcorn ceilings upstairs himself (I told you the man is a handy dandy saint), primed them, painted them and then painted all the bedrooms. A huge curtsy to my parents who came in for a 'paint party' the weekend before the carpet was installed. We managed to get almost all of the painting upstairs done before we had to worry about drop cloths. That was such a luxury! <br />
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So now we attack the rest of the house room by room. Fixing things, personalizing them and then one day purchasing furniture. Craigslist has become me and my mom's best friend. I get a minimum of two emails a day from her of good finds in her area or mine. I've only made one purchase thus far but its a good one. I'll be sure to show you as the project comes along! <br />
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I got what I asked for, and its blessings and memories. B and I will always have the memories of walking into our very own home, repairing fences, painting over plum colored walls...and molding and electrical sockets (ugh...people), eating off a card table at nights we worked until 11 p.m. before returning to the old apartment and seeing Ringo figure out how to navigate his very own backyard. We are blessed. Now if you could lend me some time and money, that'd be awesome. :) Please be advised: future projects to be posted!!Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-41553428361445247862012-08-14T12:53:00.000-05:002012-08-14T12:53:32.024-05:00baby jackson<br />
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Jackson Garrick Harman was born August 8, 2012 at 10:29 p.m. He weighed in at 8 pounds 13 ounces and 21 inches long. He is a big boy and he is adorable. He also looks just like my husband's family. Crazy!!!<br />
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My sister in law is recovering after a c-section after pushing for several hours...she's tired, to put it mildly. She is healing up and Jackson is at home figuring out how to live, eat and sleep. He has really long fingers and really long toes and we love him already.<br />
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Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-68037054251942811972012-07-20T11:25:00.000-05:002012-07-20T11:25:10.901-05:00a lot can happen in a weekThe last post I wrote we were stumped as to what direction we would go with the house. A matter of days later, B suggested we put an offer on the house that we kept coming back to. We love the layout, we LOVE the neighborhood, the schools are good for farther down the road, there is work to be done, but nothing as far as gutting. More like painting, carpet, fixtures, the normal stuff.<br />
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After two days we reached a settlement and are buying a house! I mean...how does that happen? Most adult thing I've ever done. Ever. Getting married costs $75 and is a piece of paper. Having a child...well, a child can have a child (not that they should), but buying a house. Well, let's just say I had anxiety attacks for the first week we pulled the trigger. I know we are making the right decision, its just intense. Conveniently, we have friends three houses down one direction and more friends a half mile down the other. So I think we will be having a great block party! <br />
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Then we'll begin the home improvements. Future posts include: paint...the master is a brilliant TCU purple. <em>All that's missing is the fathead of Andy Dalton</em>. Getting rid of a little bit of popcorn ceiling, other paint choices, furniture shopping and the joys of learning to garden. We have so much to learn. </div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-3054674055698913262012-06-29T13:14:00.000-05:002012-06-29T13:14:20.377-05:00outdoor livingAs summer is WELL under way, we are melting in the 100+ degree weather. Everyone's posts of their car thermostat have loaded up facebook so just in case you forgot it was hot, someone was there to remind you. Isn't that sweet? <em>Bless their hearts...</em><br />
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B and I continue our house hunt with little luck. For this being the season to buy a home, the listings are starting to be few and far between. So in the mean time, I am dreaming of our future home and all the ways I would love to create outdoor living to enjoy the evenings when the weather trys to cool itself down and we can enjoy a glass of wine while Ringo runs around in a yard. Oh, to dream!!!<br />
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Have a good weekend, everybody! Tomorrow we are going to see Blue Man Group as a late birthday party for B. He's never seen it and I couldn't be more excited to see it again! In between celebrations I'm sure I'll be checking trulia again for new listings. Ciao!</div>
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Who doesn't love a theme? Well, my girlfriends love them. So this weekend we will be throwing a fiesta, since that's what it is anyway. And I like any excuse to drink margaritas, sangria, eat chips and salsa and wear my favorite muu muu, <em>because yes, I have more than one</em>. <br />
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I hope you have a lovely fiesta for your weekend and some rest and relaxation in between busy work weeks. </div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-35177051695460031982012-05-01T11:50:00.001-05:002012-05-01T11:50:33.670-05:00tapestry<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Carole King. Songwriter. Legend. Artist. Perfect. And the cover of Tapestry has a cat. In general, this album has everything going for it. <br />
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Work has been insane. Yesterday my office was sun drunk after being out for thirty hours last week working with fire fighters for, what we hope to be, a successful Fort Worth Fill the Boot! But we were all a little on the wack a doo side. When I stumbled on this album in my co worker's office yesterday my world turned upside down. <br />
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My parents have this record framed in their house and my mom has always talked about how it is one of the greatest albums ever. That's a pretty bold statement...I mean, have you heard the original NSYNC album? I would, however, have to agree with her now. I listened to it all yesterday afternoon and was in a near euphoric state. That is a difficult task these days with my work schedule being that of a worker bee constantly in motion. <br />
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Isn't it nice to find something, something as small as a cd, that can turn your day around and make you feel warm, fuzzy and happy to be in the life that you are? But, I guess that's what the hippies were all about when this album was released. So maybe I have a little more free child in me than I thought. <br />
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<br />Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-5030434578593278172012-04-20T15:31:00.000-05:002012-04-20T15:31:10.535-05:00house huntingB and I are at the beginning phase of purchasing our first home. As in, we've met a realtor we like, who has worked with friends and they had a great experience with her. We are planning on going to get preapproved at the end of the month, and have already been going on showings with her. <br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">The housing market here in Fort Worth is a "buyers market". Which is delightful. The problem is I have inherited a fine palette from my mother who has impeccable taste. I have a desired neighborhood. I like some of the houses that are currently on the market, but they seem to have stopped adding new homes for sale. I feel like I am constantly looking at the same houses over and over again. There are two homes in which B and/or I deemed acceptable but would, of course, still require adjustments. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
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My favorite part of the show is toward the end. James Lipton, the host, asks ten questions that originated from a french television host named Bernard Pivot. Watching the show so much, I got to thinking about what my answers are to these questions. I thought it would be fun to share<br />
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What is your favorite word? <strong>Bless</strong><br />
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What is your least favorite word? <strong>No</strong><br />
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What turns you on? <strong>Laughter</strong><br />
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What turns you off? <strong>Lack of ambition</strong><br />
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What sound do you love? <strong>Two things: the sound of a champagne cork popping & my cats' meow</strong><br />
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What sound do you hate? <strong>Finger nails scratching grosgrain ribbon or another fabric with similar texture</strong><br />
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What is your favorite curse word? <strong>F*$k</strong><br />
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What profession other than yours would you like to attempt? <strong>Interior designer</strong><br />
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What profession would you not like to do? <strong>Mortician</strong><br />
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If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the pearly gates? <strong>Come on in, my dahlin'! Some of your favorite people already started the party.</strong><br />
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What would your answers be? And don't you want to watch the show now to find out the answers to your favorite stars??? I highly suggest it.Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-62193473689424561312012-03-01T13:15:00.000-06:002012-03-01T13:15:28.480-06:00operation: make us a home - trunk editionThis has been a long post coming. You remember my <a href="http://www.thepolishtexan.blogspot.com/2011/07/ta-da.html">camp trunk</a>? I finally got around to transforming it. <br />
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I started way back before the holidays. B & I went to OKC to visit my parents. They have an <a href="http://www.anniesloan.com/">Annie Sloan Chalk Paint</a> dealer near so Mom and I made a trip and picked my paint. I knew I wanted a pop of color and it needed to be different from my chairs and area rug. Too much blue mixing and it would have looked ridiculous and matchy match {my most hated decorating idea}. So, I chose <a href="http://www.anniesloan.com/acatalog/Antibes_Green_profile.html">Antibes Green</a>. <br />
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Look passed the brightness and know that there are techniques to tone it down.<br />
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I started with my muscle, AKA, the husband. <br />
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Since this piece had raised lettering I did have to do a little sanding so it would be an even surface. Thank goodness for B and an electric sander. <br />
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Then we moved onto the painting. Since chalk paint is so wonderful there was no need for priming. I could have if I wanted and it would have probably taken less paint, but there was no need, per say. <br />
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</div><div align="left">After the holidays, I finally got back to the project. I then had to find feet for my trunk! I thought this was going to be significantly easier than it was. Mostly because I'm thrifty...I did not want bun feet. The trunk is so boxy that adding round feet would have looked so awkward. I finally found reasonable feet from <a href="http://www.vandykes.com/">Van Dykes Restorers</a>. </div><div align="left"><br />
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I used some of my favorite books, a wedding photo, an artisan pot that we got as a wedding gift (I had no where to display it before) and a yummy candle to accessorize and I'm done! <br />
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I'm not sure if there are really any other projects I can do to the apartment. I guess B & I will just have to start the house hunt....what a pain ;) I jest, but ohhh man, will the house projects be aplenty when we find the right house! Until then, I'll enjoy my comfortable apartment living. <br />
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</div><div align="left">We do not know the gender of the sweet petite but we will soon find out! I am waiting with bated breath. That will then determine: the name, the shower decor and ideas and the clothes I purchase from <a href="http://zulily.com/">Zulily.com</a>. If you have kids or have babes in the family and are not a part of this you are totally missing out. It has the most adorable clothes and toys for not only the tykes but also fun stuff for mom! My boss convinced me to sign up for it, as she is a new mother, and oh gosh...she may create a monster. If this baby is a girl, all my ruffled dreams will come true. See, I know<em> know </em>that I will have all boys. Isn't that the way life works? I'm the epitome of girly girl. Insofacto, I'm having all boys. </div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">I did however dream that this baby was a boy and his name was Kaden. That name isn't even on their short list, but I took it as a sign that maybe we will all be seeing blue in the next month. </div><div align="left"><br />
</div><div align="left">I'm grateful for <a href="http://www.pinterest.com/">pinterest</a> in this time of creativity. Its got all my juices flowing in how to shower the mommy-to-be. As my first baby shower, I need a little guidance since I don't want to put everyone through the AWFUL games. No one wants to guess what candy bar is in the diaper, appearing dirty. NO THANK YOU. So I picture more of a social hour with delightful tastes and drinks for all. I'm accepting all suggestions! I obviously still have some time on my hands, but with two bachelorette parties to plan this summer I figure I better stay on my A-game. So, here's to baby H! We're excited you're on your way.</div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-61596806692204369942012-02-14T15:57:00.000-06:002012-02-14T15:57:06.303-06:00happy valentine's day<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX4hEOI9TRDCh3rH-gMkukQ0hyRHy-XvjgFGBJCqCA03ZPzyfNCYEmfVs3x65gdPPmEcgozUyL5fxrTDSK6DVdL_3h1y7YmGwvJhksaOMTksMEEory64t32kXvJLEqLbVwVtUjF2Wh1k0/s320/143974519307382084_2JLBsJ6H_c.jpg" width="320" yda="true" /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"> <a href="http://thecolorsofmymind.tumblr.com/page/86" rel="nofollow" target="_blank">thecolorsofmymind.tumblr.com</a> </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div align="left">Happy Valentine's Day, folks! I hope you have a wonderful day filled with love in everything that you do. I will be spending the evening with my valentines, B & Ringo. Since we love to cook and that is some of our favorite time together we are making a feast! ...And possibly watching the second night of the Westminster Dog Show. Its an odd obsession, I know, but I watch it every year. Don't worry, Ringo is still our best in show. Happy day of love!!!!</div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-72934344323034096532012-02-06T11:31:00.000-06:002012-02-06T11:31:08.337-06:00out-cookedB has done it again. He has out-cooked me. This trend, although delicious, is making me feel far inferior in the kitchen, a place where I feel like I should reign!!!<br />
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Poor hubs was sick last week and stayed home Friday to get some rest and dope himself up on medicines. Luckily, he also enjoyed some Food Network time and saw the most amazing Asian-inspired turkey burgers. Yes, it sounds VERY odd, I know. But omg!!! They were so good. I have one for lunch today too. I paired it with my Aunt Rose's Asian slaw recipe that I always love. Sorry there are no photos, since we didn't know they would turn out this good I didn't even think to grab my camera! <br />
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The burger recipe is so flavorful, I didn't even eat it with a bun - way to cut a few calories!! It didn't need any sauce or dip. It was perfect and moist, which can be hard for a turkey burger. Overall, we had a wonderful and healthy Superbowl Sunday.<br />
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<u><strong>Turkey Burger by Anne Burrell on <a href="http://www.foodnetwork.com/recipes/anne-burrell/turkey-burger-recipe/index.html" target="_blank">Food Network</a>:</strong></u><br />
-Extra virgin olive oil<br />
-One onion, diced<br />
-Salt<br />
-Two cloves of garlic, smashed and finely chopped<br />
-1 1/2 pounds of ground turkey <br />
-1/4 cup soy sauce<br />
-1-inch fresh piece of ginger, grated<br />
-8 oz can of water chestnuts, drained and coarsely chopped<br />
-Half a bunch of cilantro leaves, finely chopped<br />
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Coat a large pan with olive oil. Add onions, season with salt and bring to a medium-high heat. Cook approximately 7-8 minutes, until onion is soft and aromatic. Add the garlic and cook for 1-2 more minutes. Turn off heat and let cool.<br />
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In a large bowl combine turkey, soy sauce, ginger, water chestnuts, cilantro and cooked onion and garlic. Add 1/4 - 1/2 cup of water to keep the burgers moist. Using your hands, squish everything together, mixing well and form patties.<br />
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The recipe on Food Network suggests cooking the burgers in the pan used to cook the onion and garlic in but we decided to grill them since we also needed to grill chicken for B's lunch for the week. I loved the char on the outside of them and they were still moist inside. <br />
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<u><strong>Oriental Slaw:</strong></u><br />
-Cabbage or broccoli slaw<br />
-Ramen<br />
-Sunflower seeds<br />
-Toasted slivered almonds<br />
-Green onion<br />
<em>Dressing</em>:<br />
-3/4 cup of canola or vegetable oil<br />
-1/4 cup of apple cider vinegar<br />
-1/2 cup of brown sugar<br />
-Soy sauce to taste<br />
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Mix the dressing ingredients together really well, so sugar dissolves. If you're using one bag of slaw, I would cut the dressing measurements in half. That much will create too much and drown the slaw. Put in refrigerator several hours or over night. <br />
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Combine the slaw ingredients. I eye it on how much to add of the ramen, almonds, onion and sunflower seeds. Its your own creation so just add what you like! When ready to serve mix the dressing in and serve. You won't be sorry! Its delicious and works so well with the burger.<br />
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Bon Appetite!Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-17583785063821759342012-02-02T13:25:00.000-06:002012-02-02T13:25:32.585-06:00epic failLast weekend was an epic fail. I didn't make it to New York. After a Thursday of sniffles, drugging myself up and sleeping all afternoon, I got a stomach bug on Friday and had to postpone my trip. Disappointment doesn't begin to cover the emotions I felt. <br />
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Luckily, Kristen and Libby still went shopping. They didn't find THE dress, but I think may be narrowing down the type or silhouette. I'm still going to get there! I'm bound and determined. It just may have to wait until March. February is already booked up with work, bachelorette party and a ski trip to top it off! <br />
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So, New York, New York!!! Until we meet again...Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-25489263919530028842012-01-24T10:58:00.000-06:002012-01-24T10:58:20.570-06:00new york, new york<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7Q_yUB3y-MBc8vh-Gtzr4Z0mHeuyAEjBDnhdorIO1Ehv3JY6uXRx8XBems687EnI4H3QY0sgm01r5dwoiVMLP0fvjh_5LYP1DU2TIVa1rX7qHUGClyOEikqccDC6zePFWkpPId8Jaho/s1600/n18300491_33369573_4540.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" gda="true" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhr7Q_yUB3y-MBc8vh-Gtzr4Z0mHeuyAEjBDnhdorIO1Ehv3JY6uXRx8XBems687EnI4H3QY0sgm01r5dwoiVMLP0fvjh_5LYP1DU2TIVa1rX7qHUGClyOEikqccDC6zePFWkpPId8Jaho/s320/n18300491_33369573_4540.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div align="center"></div><br />
I am counting down the days...practically the minutes until I am on a plane headed to New York!<em> BAM! </em>I haven't been since May 2008 and I have some of the major loves of my life living there! After my parents graciously gave my sister and I vouchers that they received, I am on my way. I feel awful to leave B, but I am going on an extremely important mission: wedding gown shopping. <br />
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My love, Libby, is getting married in September and I am lucky enough to be her MOH :) This was the perfect time to get away. 2012 is already working one over on me so seeing Libby, Kristen and Bethany is basically medicine that no one but God himself can provide me with! <br />
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Appointments are made and plans have been set. This is one of the fastest trips ever...super lame...but we will make the most of every moment. Now we just need to say a prayer that snow does not get in the way of our gown shopping. I am fully prepared for a weekend of lace, silk, tulle and satin. BRING IT NEW YORK!Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-77373740214398818342012-01-17T09:52:00.000-06:002012-01-17T09:52:34.121-06:00one year anniversaryOne year ago today, this dust mop walked into our lives.<br />
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Changing the way we live our lives forever. After weeks of accidents and going out to potty almost every hour our little Ringo-man has emerged a slightly more behaved cuddle muffin. His accidents are now a rarity, <em>thank goodness, </em>and we're learning to speak each other's language. We have a routine down, that he really adheres to. His inner alarm clock is that of a rolex. He starts getting restless in his crate by 6:45 a.m. and knows when B's alarm will go off. You better be ready to get out of bed because he will not let you rest until he is walked, fed and has a pillow to snuggle up on the bed...or steals B's while he's sleeping on it too. That one's always entertaining.<br />
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I was scared to own a dog. They are so much more responsibility than a cat. <em>Like woah</em>. So this was a huge adjustment for me. Now, I attempt to make our schedules around Ringo, <strike>driving B crazy</strike>. He is my little one and I can't imagine starting our lives together without him, now. <br />
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He is preparing us for parenthood, I can feel it. He tries my patience, has accidents, is stubborn, barks at the most unfortunate times but shows unconditional love in return. He even tollerates my insane nicknames, which have grown since I introduced him to the blog: muskrat, pumpkin, pumpkin seed, turkey, snowball, my little christmas ornament...you see the trend, I link them to holidays. He will be my little valentine before I know it!<br />
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</div>So, happy anniversary to our little man! I know he's just a dog but, oh, that little face makes our days THAT much better! What a blessing!Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-37879595200363243582012-01-16T20:51:00.000-06:002012-01-16T20:51:03.924-06:00promise you won't judgeI may or may not have just taken down the Christmas decorations last night...and the clock is still set to Christmas music. I told you not to judge.<br />
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I prefer to think of my extended holiday decor as staying in the holiday spirit, not laziness. In all seriousness, we had a wonderful Christmas in Chicago. A whirlwind, to say the least. B enjoyed it and got to know the family a little better - which is always nice! We ate at Del Rio - B's new favorite tradition, too. And the last day, when everybody else had to leave super early, B and I stayed, closed up the house {possibly for the last time...tears were shed} and headed to the train station. We got to spend the afternoon with one of B's best friends who lives in the most fab condo downtown. I tell you, when its 46 degrees and he has the view he has, I'm willing to live in Chicago. But then I think of the blizzards and insanely freezing temperatures and realize what a Texas girl I truly am. <br />
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We spent the next day with my in laws and got some good news..that will be shared in the future. But 2012 has proved to be a trying year already. Personally and professionally, I will be working to keep my butt in gear. It seems like the time is flying by. Mid January already? I mean, where have the days gone? <br />
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I'm not big on new year's resolutions. I think they are setting yourself up for failure. But I do like a goal. Something that, if you fall off the train, you can reset and get back on, no judgements. Its my goal to really balance this year. Family first. There are no other options. Friends are a close second and make my work performance that of a jedi master. <br />
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To think that I struggle balancing life now and we don't even have petites! Yikes! So a few things on our calendar this year are:<br />
<ul><li><div align="center">Go to NYC to help Libby find a wedding gown</div></li>
<li><div align="center">Be in Houston as much as possible</div></li>
<li><div align="center">Attend and enjoy myself at all SIX weddings this year</div></li>
<li><div align="center">Have more date nights with B</div></li>
<li><div align="center">Buy a house</div></li>
<li><div align="center">Take Ringo on more walks, like everyday when its not bitterly cold</div></li>
<li><div align="center">Read more books</div></li>
<li><div align="center">Get creative with activities, decorating, cooking and organizing</div></li>
</ul><div align="left">Yes, some of these items sound a little stupid, I know. But hey, great or small, they are on the list! So, here's to a peaceful and prosperous 2012!!! BRING IT ON!</div><div align="left"></div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-67332282348722280192011-12-25T08:00:00.003-06:002011-12-25T08:16:25.204-06:00god bless us, everyone<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinHG1LAzOVk6QozQrbvyqKKcFQEwReN4rlzdcxZMVKWXOj6BbdHcW8pYqg0XHh8oOt6-deTAbWaa81kBusmcwmFxO9C7xKX9L8FgUS8bJ-jfyM8NbV0oVjgBNBZgYdqf1jj7HLFjKOf8g/s1600/7-15-11+027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="240px" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEinHG1LAzOVk6QozQrbvyqKKcFQEwReN4rlzdcxZMVKWXOj6BbdHcW8pYqg0XHh8oOt6-deTAbWaa81kBusmcwmFxO9C7xKX9L8FgUS8bJ-jfyM8NbV0oVjgBNBZgYdqf1jj7HLFjKOf8g/s320/7-15-11+027.jpg" width="320px" /></a></div><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">From my family to yours - Happy holidays! </div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-83981297230072847652011-12-24T08:00:00.008-06:002011-12-24T08:48:57.766-06:00isaiah 9:6<div align="center"><br />
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<div align="center">For to us a chid is born,</div><div align="center">to us a son is given,</div><div align="center">and the government will be on his shoulders.</div><div align="center">And he will be called</div><div align="center">Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God,</div><div align="center">Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.</div><div align="center"><br />
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But we will have lots of family together time and that is what counts! We spend the majority of the time with my dad's side of the family so we can be with my grandma but head to my mom's side on Christmas day. We've made a few traditions over the years in our holiday travel; here are some of my favorites.<br />
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We always go to Del Rio Restaurant in Highwood to enjoy their Christmas Dinner Opera. We started this just a few years ago but love it. The food and wine are delicious and the music is beautiful! We see some of the same singers from year to year and expect a few of our favorites and get excited to hear some new songs.<br />
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We have Mexican food on Christmas Eve. Chica WHAAAT? My aunt is Italian and has a very big family. You might expect her to make the most delicious Italian food you've ever heard of then, right? Wrong. She makes a mean fajita. And its super simple. When you have a big group to feed and sometimes that number is TBD until arrival you need something easy and can still enjoy time with the family. You don't want to be stuck in the kitchen the whole time. <strong>Note:</strong> My aunt is a fantastic Italian cook - she just chooses Mexican on Christmas Eve. It is not a reflection on her Italian cooking.<br />
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My favorite tradition of all, however, is when we go to my mom's side of the family for Christmas day, the Polish side. Before we eat, we partake in the Christmas wafer: Oplatek (pronounced: opwatek), similar to the communion wafer. Each person breaks off a piece of the wafer and shares their piece with everyone else in attendance. That's the time to say I love you, give everyone a kiss and wish them a year of prosperity and peace. Its so simple but such a nice time to share with your loved ones. Yes, you say hi and talk throughout the night, but its so nice to have a set time to let everyone know how much you love them in the hustle and bustle of the day. <br />
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Animals are also given oplatek. The legend says that animals given the wafer will be able to speak at midnight, but only the pure of heart will be able to hear them. DREAM COME TRUE TO HEAR RINGO'S VOICE :) Since Ringo won't be with us we will have to wait another year.<br />
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After that, we enjoy dinner! My mom's eldest brother is the chef and creates masterpieces. Mom's middle brother is the maker of the kapusta and everyone <strike>fights over</strike> enjoys that as well.<br />
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Those are my favorite Christmas traditions. Some I'd like to continue when B and I start a family. What are your favorite traditions?Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-65998727267501373812011-12-21T19:37:00.000-06:002011-12-21T19:37:17.743-06:00politics aside: santa for presidentSeriously, put it aside and hear me out. I promise, its funny and wildly outlandish and not an attack on any party in particular. <br />
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I have Lewis Black's 'Anticipation' stand up CD and it is absolutely amazing, or at least parts of it. Yes, he is a <em>flaming</em> liberal and I find myself mostly down the middle of the road; everything in moderation, right? But this one bit in the CD is FAN-tastic. <br />
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Let me begin, Christmas is shopping. Not that it is all Christmas is about because I certainly do not believe that, but gifts are given so shopping must be done. Yesterday, the US saw a huge jump in the stock market. We are slowly dragging ourselves back up, working to get the country back to where it needs to be. <br />
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Lewis goes into how great Christmas is {because it is} and how it really spurs the economic status of the US. He says this:<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;"><em>When did the American economy </em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>become tied to Santa's a#s?</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>And if Santa is THAT </em><em>important,</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>then may I suggest</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>that in November of 2008</em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><em>we elect him president. </em></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">Yes, this is an old bit. But the man has a point! Look at what Christmas does for us? We are the most prosperous economy in the world. I know it may not seem like it but other countries are rioting due to their current situation. We just have annoying people <em>occupying</em> at the edge of each downtown. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">I understand, Santa is a fictional character. Lewis goes on to say that if perhaps we just added an amendment to the US Constitution that whoever is the president has to wear the Santa suit. What if we took it one step further? All leaders must wear the Santa suit. THINK about it. You are watching the news. Regardless if you were watching the leader of the House, Senate or our Executive branch and that person is driving you crazy. If they were in the Santa suit, there is no way to avoid the feeling of love and compassion with the Big Guy. </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">This is the future, people. I say parties join together. <strong>Santa for president.</strong> After all, he seems better than the nincompoops running for 2012. </div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-67244857118845885222011-12-19T16:47:00.001-06:002011-12-20T10:15:55.408-06:00that dog is part hound<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">That's what B's grandpa said after taking Ringo for a walk over Thanskgiving.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">I am starting to agree with him. You can see his adorable black nose is a fairly important part of his face. He really has been letting it lead the way recently and its driving me crazy. He can sniff out anything edible <em>or not so edible </em>in a 100 meter radius. Going on a walk or run with him has become a game of tug of war with his leash, making me feel awful for choking him!!! But eating that bad piece of plastic or munching on anothers scraps is not the best thing for his tummy. What would I do without this furry little nugget? He may drive me crazy but gosh is he a good companion :) </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Maybe Grandpa is right! Perhaps a tetch of hound resides in his sniffer, he was adopted from the humane society and we don't know what he is mixed with. I always assumed it was a terrier though...because of his stellar jumping skills. But that's another post all together. </div>Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-61036564032687065662011-12-09T10:34:00.000-06:002011-12-09T10:34:02.609-06:00i love you<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpklUJz7hlt-0tE_YWDghvbPZidy6jDJ7GGe2MtrvLzpOdQvxduDo9ApUbrcLXSd6NK3EI_iieoyfpE33MMjEryO3G0Fj1xcfWCkcRN9GJydY6BEYz7eNwaFlHatGrwswN3uVqpOuM0BY/s1600/219832025530647024_OmnDhyvY_b.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" mda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpklUJz7hlt-0tE_YWDghvbPZidy6jDJ7GGe2MtrvLzpOdQvxduDo9ApUbrcLXSd6NK3EI_iieoyfpE33MMjEryO3G0Fj1xcfWCkcRN9GJydY6BEYz7eNwaFlHatGrwswN3uVqpOuM0BY/s1600/219832025530647024_OmnDhyvY_b.jpg" /></a></div><br />
I was reminded yesterday of how precious life is. This holiday season, remember to never pass up an opportunity to say, "I love you" to the ones you care about. Say it with gusto and sincereity. Say it often and followed by a hug. It will make you both feel good.Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-81179531931127143382011-12-06T09:46:00.000-06:002011-12-06T09:46:27.784-06:00first christmasThis is it, folks! Our first married Christmas. Yay!!! I'm still so happy we will be together this holiday season. It really is awful to be away from your love on Christmas! <br />
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In honor of our first year, I decided we should have a special ornament to celebrate. <em>I told you I love ornaments!</em> My parents were given a BEAUTIFUL ornament from my grandma their first year of marriage and they still have it: a partridge in a pear tree. <br />
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Isn't that a wonderful idea? It is also a daunting task. To find an ornament that will stay beautiful and meaningful forever? Till death do us part also applies to the ornament ;) So I started my hunt. I try not to be a cheesy person. It doesn't always work, but I try <strike>and that's what counts, right? </strike><br />
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Ever google 'first Christmas ornament'? Do it. I dare you. The cheese that will erupt through your computer will astound you. Swans with their necks forming a heart, wedding cakes with the bride and groom standing atop, hands with rings. Its enough to nauseate me. Oh wait, it did. Regroup! No more googling 'first Christmas'. Plainly, that was not the avenue I needed to venture down. <br />
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My first stop was Neimans. Known for their classic and beautiful gifts all year long, I knew they would have what I was looking for, and they did! I went to a few other places but always came back to NM. We decided on the Swarovski snowflake. They create one each year and this year happened to be the 20th anniversary! Can you say SPARKLE??? What girl can resist? <br />
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</div>It even has the year so when we're old and senile we can reference the ornament to remember how long we've been married. I'm very pleased, as is B. So, sorry cheese, classic won this battle.Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7310579296714197936.post-13778360897804222352011-12-05T11:17:00.000-06:002011-12-05T11:17:52.261-06:00annual ornament exchange<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZqqzhSLepDFanNiwxe8iNcdwJtGhzzMWmjtMWKiCf5DZEL4rLqHu64uJ3DcrDpG0GGyR1THG_FvAyj0cBEWnEaiOlJ8_D9c7GVf_rrrEOPfCKUIzVbQJAGy69uaFUEGuQjnOfID7hpTE/s1600/280138039290779479_vwUR7fW1_c.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" dda="true" height="190" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZqqzhSLepDFanNiwxe8iNcdwJtGhzzMWmjtMWKiCf5DZEL4rLqHu64uJ3DcrDpG0GGyR1THG_FvAyj0cBEWnEaiOlJ8_D9c7GVf_rrrEOPfCKUIzVbQJAGy69uaFUEGuQjnOfID7hpTE/s320/280138039290779479_vwUR7fW1_c.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;"><a href="http://bippityboppityboo.tumblr.com/" target="_blank">bippity boppity boo</a></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">There are no truer words. I hosted our Annual Ornament Exchange on Friday. Last year B and I hosted a blow out Christmas party that ended with a mouse in the house and too much indulgence. I decided hosting this for the gals instead of the whole crew was a much better idea. 12 of my closest friends from the DFW area gathered for food, spirits and ornaments to get us in the holiday spirit! </div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: left;">We had a great time and it was so nice for a gals night...I hate to say its been <em>months </em>since I've had one, and it was much needed. I ended up with this beauty from my friend Erin. She has impeccable taste! Head to her blog, <a href="http://www.thesimplyfabulous.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">The Simply Fabulous</a>, for all of her fabulous ideas for your home, children, friends and yourself!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br />
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I have a very eclectic tree. The beads are from my childhood tree, I have lots of ornaments that are from when I was a kid too. Note: golfer for B and the cat ballerina to the bottom right corner. I have lots of glass balls from my parents coordinated tree. Sparkle, natural, child-like, I do not discriminate! I love ornaments. As long as they have a special place for you they have a special place on the tree! I always appreciate the beautiful and coordinated trees with the bows, matching balls and ribbon but I will stick to my random tree of happiness. <br />
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What's your tree like? Coordinated and classic or random and eclectic?<br />
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</div>I am so glad we prepped as much as we did. We made the cranberry sauce, also from <em>Stop and Smell the Rosemary, </em>on Tuesday so we just needed to put that in its serving dish. B's mom came over early to teach me the family recipe for stuffing and then we put it to the side. Potatoes were made by my sister in law as well as the pies. B's step grandmother made marinaded vegetables. I made a Barefoot Contessa's gravy recipe. It was ok - but I think I'll keep searching for another one. Green beans, amazing crunchy bread from Whole Foods and my mom's Waldorf Salad recipe rounded out the meal. <br />
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</div>I felt very lucky to be able to use all of our wedding gifts! Our china from my Aunt Cynthia, a table runner from the wedding, Nambe candle sticks from a cousin and our formal silver. My in laws brought gorgeous leaded glass wine glasses that belonged to B's grandmother. They were colorful and really added something special to the table. <br />
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I'm so proud of us and one holiday dinner under our belt has prepared us for all the others. We are a great team in the kitchen and I am thankful to have a husband that wants to help prepare a special meal for family. Where I come from food = love, so we certainly showed the fam some love :) <br />
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I am however, exhausted. As soon as my in laws left we cleaned this morning and are decorating for the holidays now :) I am hosting the ornament exchange on Friday so everything must be in perfect shape. The garland is done, wreath is on the door. The small tree upstairs is put up. I'm still lighting the big tree and need to put up all the other little details. Ringo has been surprisingly good for the process. I figured he would be barking and chewing on everything but he just stares with awe. Christmas must be his favorite holiday too.<br />
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Offically, happy holidays, folks! May your holiday season be filled with many blessings and loved ones.Katiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02251967749507645275noreply@blogger.com0