Gary’s Beard

My husband has a beard. And his beard has a name: Scrumptious. That’s right, Gary has a beard named Scrumptious. It makes an appearance every year when the weather turns cold, which means that right now, Scrumptious is in full bloom.

Gary works outside and he seems to think that Scrumptious keeps his face warm. Which may be a valid point, but there are plenty of people who work outside without a giant ball of fur adhered to their face. Last year, a herdsman gave Gary the nickname “Yukon Cornelius”… you know, the axe-wielding character from the Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer movie. I would say that is an accurate description. 

Would you like to meet Scrumptious? Well wait no further:

Gary and Scrumptious

 

I know what you are thinking… “that’s hot!”. Well hands off ladies because he is all mine. Would you like another look?

More Scrumptious

 

Don’t you just want to run your fingers through all of that fine facial hair? I would caution against it as you may be bitten by one of the small woodland creatures that has taken up residence in Scrumptious. I suppose if you have had a rabies vaccine, you will be okay.

Just in case you wanted a closer look, here you go:

Ahhhhhh, Scrumptious

 

I thought black and white would be a nice way to capture Scrumptious’s more sophisticated side. 

Oh, who am I kidding. There is no sophisticated side to Scrumptious. Just as there is no appealing, endearing or even remotely attractive side to Scrumptious. I mean, the dog doesn’t even want to go near it:

EEEEEEKKKKKKKK! Run Away!!!!!

 

FYI, this dog eats out of the litter box. Hmmmm, she finds Kitty Roca appetizing, but Scrumptious repulsive… that is a pretty strong statement.

Boyfriend, I know you love your beard. I don’t pretend to understand why, I just accept it. 

And I am hoping for a warm spell real soon…

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My New Love

Actually, it is my new obsession. Perhaps it qualifies as an addiction. Whatever you call it, I cannot live without them.

I discovered these incredible cupcakes on Sunday at a birthday party. I asked the hostess where she purchased these little morsels from heaven and she told me about a bakery called Icing on the Cupcake in Rocklin. Turns out it is right around the corner from the animal hospital that I work at on Mondays. Fortunately for me, I would be able to go there on my lunch break the very next day!

I arrived at the bakery and was so excited by just how cute it is!!! It has got this sweet, retro vibe… all pink and brown. And the girls who work there are soooooo nice! There were dozens of adorable and yummy cupcakes for me to try. I couldn’t decide which flavor to try, so I bought twelve. My plan was to take them to work with me to give to my staff members. And if I had a couple, well, that would be okay.

Look at the box that my cupcakes came in:

Icing on the Cupcake

 

And look at the cute little sticker inside the box:

Hey there yourself!

 

When I saw this sticker, it just made me smile. But not as much as these made me smile:

Heaven on Earth

 

There were all sorts of delicious flavors in there: pinkalicous, orange, mint chocolate, blueberry, red velvet… They have special flavors each day – I can’t wait to try the PB and J, offered on Tuesdays and Fridays.

I have had Icing on the Cupcake three days this week. I am thinking that I will apply for a job there so that I can eat cupcakes every day. In fact, I think I will ask to be paid in cupcakes.

If you haven’t been, you must stop by Icing on the Cupcake on Pacific in Rocklin. I’ll probably see you there!

Battle Royale

I should start this post by apologizing to my sister, Christina. She is my younger sister, whom I adore. But as kids, I think I was a little mean to her. And I don’t think I really realized it until I watched my girls today…

Chloe received her first music box for Christmas this year, and it sits on her dresser. She doesn’t know how to wind it up by herself, but she just loves to watch the ballerina dance. She put it on the floor this afternoon to play with it and her little sister was very curious. Fortunately, I had my camera handy to capture the big sister vs. little sister action.

Big sister and her music box

 

Little sister coveting the music box

 

Little sister attempting to play with music box

 

Big sister showing little sister who is boss

 

Little sister not happy about her place in the pecking order

 

By this point, I started to feel really bad for Ella. Chloe was not playing the sharing game and Ella was obviously upset. As if sensing my disappointment in her selfish, big sister ways, Chloe decided to play nice:

An olive branch "here dih-ders..."

 

Big sister sharing with little sister

 

She showed Ella the little ballerina, which made Ella very happy. But it was short lived:

She giveth and she taketh away

 

If you know my sassy little Ella, you know that she didn’t let her big sister get away with being a bully:

Laying the smack down on big sister

 

It was at this point I had to put the camera down and act as referee in the Battle Royale.

So Christina, I apologize to you for being a mean big sister, for all of the crap that I gave you when we were little girls. At least you were scrappy, like my girl Ella, and rarely let me get away with it.

Pig in Slop 2.0

I wish this installment of Pig in Slop involved food, but it doesn’t. Unfortunately, it involves the piggie’s favorite medium: mud.

The recent storms have caused a veritable swine heaven. We released the girls to the outdoors between rain showers, hoping they would enjoy a little fresh air. Ella enjoyed far more than that. What started out as an innocent foot stomping in puddles quickly escalated to a full-on romp in the mud. Take a look:

Oops. my pants are muddy

 

And her boots, and her jacket… But look at the happiness on her face. Happy as a pig in slop.

A different perspective

 

Ella managed to get mud on her hands. And on her diaper. And inside her boots. She would have stayed outside all day long had we let her. Right after I took this shot, I ran inside and turned on the water for the tub. Ella was not happy about being plucked from her slop. But once she heard the running water of the bath tub, all was right with the world.

Look at What I Did!

Tangible proof that the curse is broken:

Puppy from my C-section

 

The puppy on the left did not require my assistance. Her sister, however, was just a wee bit too big to come out on her own. Pretty cute, huh?

Snug as a bug

 

Today, life is good.

 

Word to My Mother

Just a little shout out to my mom, who did a very nice thing for me this week.

This past Tuesday morning, I was sitting in a dentist’s chair, having myself a lovely time with a gingival graft. I could hear my cell phone vibrating away, which is highly unusual because nobody ever calls me (which is okay because I am not a phone person). I ignored it because, really, what was I going to do? Jump out of the chair with my gums literally flapping in the wind?

When the bloodshed was over (really, it wasn’t that bad) I listened to my messages and there was one from a very nice woman from Edible Arrangements. She said that she had left an arrangement on my front door step and to call her if there were any problems. I thought to myself “that’s cool!”. The only problem was that my mouth was numb and pretty much the equivalent of hamburger. But I was sure I would be able to enjoy it the next day.

I got home and found the lovely arrangement with a note saying “Hope you are feeling better. Love, Mom and Dad”. I called my mom to thank her and told it was really nice of her to send me a gift after having a gingival graft. She didn’t realize I was having oral surgery that day… she sent it because she thought I could use a little pick-me-up after reading my blog post about the Curse.

And pick-me-up it did. But perhaps more than me, the girls really enjoyed it! Have a look:

The gorgeous and equally delicious arrangement

 

A close up

 

Ella's high chair tray

 

Ella did not enjoy the pineapple all that much. She liked the strawberries, but the grapes were her favorite:

Yummy grapes

 

She popped them in her mouth, one by one. She bit them in half and most wound up on her shirt. Chloe, on the other hand, devoured the strawberries:

Yummy yummy strawberries!

 

I wanted her to try some of the other fruit, but she just wasn’t going for it. I asked her if she wanted cantaloupe: No mommy. I asked her if she wanted honeydew: No mommy, I don’t want Superhoney. She stuck to strawberries, Ella the grapes. Which meant fortunately for me, I was able to keep all of the chocolate covered strawberries to myself!

So thank you mom and dad for the lovely arrangement – we have all enjoyed it immensely this week! It certainly lifted my spirits and left my tummy nice and happy.

And on a positive note, I finally had a great day at work today. I did a C-section on a little dog where both mom and the puppy did well. Perhaps it was all the good juju in the fruit arrangement…

Oh, mom… just in case you were wondering about the title of this post; it is a reference to a song from the eighties or nineties. I believe it was “Funky Cold Medina” by Ton Loc where he says “word to your mutha”. If I’m wrong, please let me know…

Pig in Slop

Ever wonder what a one year old looks like when she is enjoying her breakfast a little too much? Wonder no longer, because here is Ella eating her eggs with ketchup this morning:

A little shy at first

 

A bit more confident

 

Proud little piggie in slop!

 

No children were harmed during the taking of these photographs. The same cannot be said for the eggs, ketchup or pajamas.