Friday, March 31, 2017

My Little Pony Cookies

I mentioned once upon a time that I've started decorating sugar cookies. It's been quite the learning curve, but it's always good to learn something new. I kept getting asked, what do you charge, what do you charge. Sadly, I live in the midwest where you don't have this type of cookie done at a bakery so I could even decide if I was in the right ballpark. I'm still not sure I am. I think with experience I can get a little more, I'm not really sure. Someone needs to help me here, please!

Anyway a couple weeks ago I was hit up by a girl I went to high school with on Facebook. She asked if I'd be able to do cookies for her daughter's birthday. She wanted My Little Pony.

Ooooo... I've never done My Little Pony. I didn't have a cookie cutter in that shape. I wasn't real sure how to answer. I was worried, really worried! I kept asking questions and kind of putting off an answer for as long as I could, then I really had to give her an answer. My friend YouTube came in to play and I found a video telling me how to do it. Later I found an easier one but I already decided I could do the video I found so I shot her a price and said yes. I did a test run and was okay with it. Now it's missing a leg, details, and I didn't wait between different icing applications, but I knew I could do it....

Sunday I began the process. Time to make the sugar cookie dough, let it chill in the fridge, cut it out, and place it in the freezer. That's just my process.

Tuesday I put my base coat of icing down. It needed to dry overnight. I had help watching my baby girl on Wednesday so Wednesday was the day to actually decorate.

When I came up with my pony to do, I chose Rainbow Dash (no I don't know My Little Ponies, I had to look this all up....). Later I found Pinkie Pie that would have been easier but I already committed to doing Rainbow Dash. I told her I would do 12-15. She wound up with 17.

She wanted a total of 4 1/2 dozen. She also wanted the Number 4 and a cloud with a rainbow. I decided to put them all on squares because you know kids, if they thought one cookie was bigger than the other because of different shapes, they'd be upset. This helps avoid that.😀

She's supposed to pick them up today. I'm really ready for them to not be in my possession anymore. I always worry something will happen. Speaking of that, maybe I should go check on them and see if I need to cry......


Monday, March 27, 2017

Clothes Nazi

I have become the clothes nazi at our house... kind of like the soup nazi... (think Seinfeld...)

I don't ask much of Tbug because she isn't here. I'd like her to spend her time with us versus cleaning her room, etc. The one thing I ask is for her to put her dirty clothes in the laundry so that I can wash them. That way I'm not going around trying to figure out where all she put her dirty clothes... I've found them under toys, behind the bed, under the bed, in the bathroom, yada yada yada.

So the one thing I ask of her is to put her clothes in the laundry. 1 thing. That's pretty much it. Recently (like a couple months ago) I just happened to stumble in to her room and realized there was a wet towel on the floor along with night clothes and whatever she wore that day. I was pretty upset and took them all away. Eventually I gave them back but made hubby tell her how upset I was because me telling her doesn't seem to do much...

We wound up with her here 3 weekends in a row. Last weekend she got some new clothes. Wore them on Monday. I reminded her to put her clothes in the laundry as she was changing back into her mom's clothes only to find all the clothes she had worn on her bedroom floor. This was after I reminded her to put them in the laundry. I took them all away.

When we picked her up on Friday I told her she lost one of her new shirts and I'm not really sure when she'll get it back. I was pretty upset. Saturday she got another new shirt. When she was getting ready to leave on Sunday I told her to put her laundry in the dirty clothes as well as had Abug remind her. I went in to her room after she left and found the above picture. <sigh>

So I have a bunch of brand new once worn clothes sitting in my room. I don't know how to get it through her head to put her clothes in the laundry. I'm beating my head against the wall. She's only here every other week, she doesn't solely rely on just those few clothes. Hubby told me to take away all her clothes except 1 outfit that was hideous and didn't match.

He told her she'd get them back in a month and she'd have to do the laundry. Nothing seems to be working. I sent her the above picture and her response was there are no words. There are no words? No clothes for you.... ack!

Wow 2 posts in a row talking about poor Tbug. I love the kid, don't get me wrong! I really do. This is just one of those things I have to record because it really isn't worth getting upset about but it's frustrating all in the same. Now I just have to figure out how to get it through her head to put her dirty clothes in the laundry. I even gave her her own laundry basket and that didn't work either. HELP!

Sunday, March 26, 2017

2 Years, 9 Months

  • It seems like overnight you went from saying complete sentences to complete paragraphs.
  • Still absolutely LOVE to ride horses and do chores.
  • You've recently learned about Ritz crackers and they are your favorite, wheat ones at that.
  • You've been learning how to "sew" and working on a quilt with your great grandma and mommy.
  • You love to shop.
  • You're infatuated with your "lipstick" (lip gloss).
  • You love to take your purse everywhere.
  • You now like Full House reruns and Boy Meets World reruns (only at bedtime).
  • You told me you never wanted to be potty trained, you just want to wear your diaper forever. (grrrr)
  • I asked why you didn't want to be potty trained and you told me you were scared of the potty. (I don't know why though).
  • You love to clean.
  • Size 2T anything are way to short but fit around.
  • You had your first ear infection. At that drs appointment you weighed in at 33lbs and are 39" tall. That put you in the 83rd% in weight and 95% in height.
  • You hate bandaids. You're still crying and screaming about the bandaid they tried to put on you at the hospital after taking your IV out.
  • You pronounce Bandaids as Boondaids.
  • You are so much fun and such a great kid, I want to be you when I grow up.
  • You got grounded from Windex.. you tried to overuse it when we cleaned the house.
  • You then moved on to water and soaked the floor. Oh well 😂.
  • Your hair is still blonde! I hope it stays that way. Only time will tell.
  • You like your hair up in Messy buns and pony tails, but not always. There are days we put them up and take them down multiple times.
  • Your favorite drinks include Fruit Punch Gatorade, Papa Juice (Grapefruit Juice), Tea tea (Sweet Tea), and Mocha flavored Iced Coffee.
  • You love to have your nails painted.
  • You prefer dresses over pants and pants over jeans. And jeans are not pants in your opinion.
  • If you don't take a nap you're either wound for total sound before bed or go to sleep easily. If you nap during the day, even 15 minutes you won't go to sleep easily.
  • You're obsessed with closing doors and locking them if applicable.
  • You sleep with Monkey, Minnie, and sometimes purple Minnie... I guess some days purple Minnie upsets you because you REFUSE to sleep with her. I don't always understand. Then sometimes you want one pillow and other days you want the other pillow. again, I can't explain.

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Quilting Lessons


Earlier this year a friend of mine shared a quilting website where the lady gives quilt patterns every Wednesday. Abug and I have been working our way through all the patterns. Tbug, being on spring break got to spend one extra day with us and I thought it would be fun to have her making a quilt top also.

So Abug has been "helping" me work on hers. We go down to grandma's one day a week and work on a couple patterns at a time. When we showed up to grandma's, I thought it would be fun for Tbug to work with her great-grandma also, but grandma wasn't there. She was at voting school (she runs the local polls). We went ahead and went up to grandma's sewing room and I had Tbug working on the first 2 patterns. I'd already done them so I knew they should be fairly easy for me to teach her.

She told me she didn't know how to sew. While I can't sew a button on a shirt or fix a pocket in a pair of pants, I have made 2 quilts and a few blankets so I can sew with a machine. She did the first 2 patterns and then got tired of it I guess. I think it'll take a while, but she'll get to make her own quilt and hopefully spend some time with her great grandma in the process.

And... the cool thing... She did an excellent job! And I'm the only one who walked away with an accident. Abug accidentally cut me with a pair of scissors.... Another story for another day, I guess....


Monday, March 20, 2017

Driving Lessons

I'm pretty sure I have a few more gray hairs...

Remember a couple years ago when I was trying to teach Tbug how to drive a standard? I told her before she could get her driver's license she had to be able to check the oil in the car (not change it, just check it), change a tire, and drive a standard transmission. So 2 years ago I attempted to teach her because at the time we had a standard... If you remember (if not I"m telling you now) she ran the car into the back of the tractor. I was 2 weeks away from having Abug. I was very pregnant. We were in our driveway and not going very fast but we both bounced off the dash. She hasn't lived it down...

Well her mom moved her across the state line into Kansas. I don't really know Kansas law but I know you can get your drivers license at 15 (instead of 16) and you can get your learner's permit at 14 instead of 15. She doesn't have it yet, but I guess her mom is talking about letting her get it. Gray hair #1. I also guess her mom has been letting her drive their vehicle (I don't know, just what Tbug tells me). So lately she's been bragging about "Being a Good Driver." I keep telling her to knock on wood because she's getting way to cocky and needs to learn some humility.

Anyway Sunday I walked out to the barn to let the horses out before we went to town. I walked back to the house and went to get in the passenger seat and noticed Tbug was in the driver's seat and hubby was in the back seat. <sigh> 2 years ago all over again, except it's not a standard so if we hit something we won't bounce backwards if she has her foot on the clutch....

Hubby agreed to let her drive down the driveway. She sits so stiff I was nervous. Hubby kept getting on to me for being nervous. I was like, hello... I was in the front seat when she ran into the tractor. He then let her drive out the driveway and down the road. We live in the country so the roads aren't very populated.

Let's see... she rolled through a stop sign, didn't stop. She didn't put her seat belt on. She almost took out a guard rail. Sigh! And I was in the front seat to witness it all. I made her stop in the middle of the road (no one around) and put her seat belt on. I yelled at her for rolling through a stop sign. There was a guy who stopped in the middle of the road and she wasn't moving over so I yelled again. and I closed my eyes going over the bridge, I only know about the guard rail because hubby told her.

Uh huh... and she's a "Good Driver." I told her she needs to learn more humility and not brag. Instead, learn how to be a good driver....

Note: She's not a bad driver, but she's definitely boasting on herself way to much.... I hope we can teach her better and the end goal is to make her a good driver!

Sunday, March 19, 2017

Da Bull


Well... Saturday didn't go the way we planned.... Here's the story....

My dad was sent out of town for work and wasn't sure when he was going to come home. No big deal. Friday morning I woke and went to my Mother-in-Law's to water cows, what I do most days. When I got there, a few of the cows were at the stock tank, the mosied off and the bull came over. We've had this bull now for about a year. He was supposed to be a show bull but they decided not to show him and we bought him instead so he's not really afraid of anything. I just knew he was up to no good for some reason but I couldn't place a finger on it.

Later that morning I got a text message from my MIL saying the bull was out. Not a big deal except I was 20 some miles away so I jumped in the truck and headed that direction as fast as I could get there. I got there, we got him in, and I went back to what I was doing.

Enter Saturday.

Dad still wasn't home so I was in charge of getting feed and watering cows. No big deal. We also made plans to meet up with a friend to get some round bales of hay around 4pm. Again, no big deal, except hubby then made plans to go trail riding. He left at almost noon. I guess just as he was pulling out the driveway with the trailer/horse, my MIL called him and said the bull was out. He headed that way and Deb, Grady, and Jared met him there. They got the bull put back in and headed off to ride.

My MIL went to town to get gas and decided she needed to run back by the house before going shoe shopping. She said something told her she needed to check on the bull. Good thing she did because he was out. She called hubby and they had just arrived where they were going to trail ride. They loaded horses back up and headed back to my MIL's.

This whole time I was off down in somewhere Missouri going to a Lu La Rue Party. I had told my mom that hubby probably wouldn't be back in time to meet up for the hay at 4 so I needed to be back by 3 so I could make sure I had time to hook up to the trailer and get to Becky's to pick up hay.

On our way back from timbucktoo Missouri I realized hubby was at his Mother's house. I called him and asked him what was going on. He said they were riding in the pasture and he explained what happened with the bull. Because he had that and the hay under control, we decided to run to the store.

We just got to the store, had half our groceries, and I got a phone call from hubby in a panic telling me he NEEDED me to bring him the range cubes (grain) in the bed of my truck. I was like, um... I'm at the store. He told me he didn't care, get there, get there now. So I ran through the store, found mom and the girls, told her we needed to leave and we took off running out of the store.

We got about halfway to my house to get my truck and hubby calls, said they got the bull loaded, and I didn't need to come after all. grrr.... I told my mom to go ahead and take me to my truck and I would just go on over to my MIL's. I took the girls over with me. At least they got to ride, we got the bull home so my MIL didn't have to worry about him, and he's in our round pen.

Not quite the day we all had planned, but it works, right? Sometimes, especially on the farm, you just have to learn how to go with the flow.

Saturday, March 18, 2017

Be Our Guest


Beauty and the Beast is probably one of my all time FAVORITE movies. That and Dirty Dancing. I'm pretty sure my grandma was a saint because anytime I was at her house I just HAD to watch Beauty and the Beast. I almost know all of the words by heart. I wish I was kidding....

Tbug likes Beauty and the Beast too. It isn't her favorite Disney movie, that would be Lion King, but she does like it. A year ago I heard they were making Beauty and the Beast into a live action movie... to say I was excited is a bit of an under-exaggeration. So I marked it on my calendar a year ago when I heard about the release date. Yes, that's true... maybe a little sad, but very true.

This year Tbug and I were discussing it and she said she wanted to see it too. I told her it was a date. Well then all the scuttlebutt about gay scenes and people needing to avoid it and yada yada yada. I hate to say it but that didn't detour me at all from seeing it and truthfully, you have to be looking to see the scenes they were referring to as gay... whatever.

I would like to say the movie is friggin awesome. We saw it in 3D and I may not do that again. I will be owning this movie when it comes out on Blu-ray/DVD. Loved it! I wanted to be Belle. I kind of like her! She's my favorite Disney Princess! Very Educated. Very worldly. Doesn't want to settle. Yet finds her prince... who wouldn't want to be her?

Monday, March 13, 2017

Quilt Block 6, 7, & 8


Last week I picked out the material for block 6 but we ran out of time trying to accomplish it. When I got to grandma's today, she already had the pieces cut up ready to go. Good thing too, except I messed it up and it took longer to get it fixed. It was because grandma had changed the foot feeder (technical name I do not know) and I misguided what I was sewing and made my seam to big. It was supposed to be like a 1/4" seam and it was like a half inch. That will really mess things up and I had to rip it all apart. I'm getting pretty good with the seam ripper although I'm not sure that's something I want to brag about!

I think block 7 is one of my favorites, I really like the coloring. And quilt block 8 is actually bigger than the others. So far we've been making 12" blocks but it was an 18" block. This quilt top will come out asymmetrical which I will have issues with as I like symmetrical things... but... she has it where you can make it symmetrical, however I'm going to go with it. I'm going to embrace it.

Abug actually picked out the blocks for quilt block 6. This kid has been picking out colors and helping cut and helping sew. These are memories she may not remember because she's only 2, but she'll hopefully always have this quilt block and the pictures to last as a lifetime of memories.


Thursday, March 9, 2017

Tale of the New Dishwasher


Every so often life doesn't go as planned. It happens. Last week I went to start the dishwasher and about 3 minutes in it started beeping at me. I opened the door and it was throwing an error code and it stunk. Like water was standing in it and it was stinky. Yuck! Couldn't help but wonder how long the water stood in there really.

I finally got the code to clear, tried to start it again, and no go. <sigh> So I wound up doing all the dishes by hand and then right after that was when I took Abug to bed and she threw up and it started a downhill spiral, real quick. Anyway... we won't focus on that!

So When hubby got home from his work trip he took the dishwasher out and tried to figure out what was wrong. We got one code error to clear and a new one fired up. End of the story was, the dishwasher was toast. Luckily it isn't ours... lol. It's mom and dad's dishwasher so we told them what was going on. We went on the hunt for a new dishwasher for them.

We wound up at Lowe's. We asked the guy what he recommended and then that's the one we bought. The next thing was to install it. I think daddy had a pretty cute helper! Just saying 😙😜.

Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Farming

I'm just going to throw this out there... Pulling in the driveway and seeing this view isn't a good sign!

And after about 15 minutes or so of beating on things (not really sure they were beating but I'm sure they wanted to) they're off! And by they I mean hubby this time...

Dad went to open the gate to get hubby into a different pasture. The cows are such nosey buggers... haha.

Once upon a time my grandparents had an automatic gate opener on their gate. I walked this field multiple times one day trying to find my dad's gate opener. We did eventually find it. It took a while though. This is only a 6 acre field but when you're looking for something about the size of your cell phone and black but you can't call it... this field felt like a million acres.

So what exactly were we up to? Spreading fertilizer to help increase maximum yield. After we got this spread then we started praying for rain. This was Saturday. We finally got a little rain on Monday. Rain is a good thing. It helps to settle this into the ground. Now we wait and see. Farming really is a waiting game with a lot of prayer involved. Hello Spring!

Abug got to ride around with daddy a little bit, but between the fevers and being at the hospital last week, we didn't want to push our limits.


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