Spring

Mina

Mina is the newest addition to my sister's little family. She is a super sweet schnauzer. I am used to taking pictures of my little meowser, who happily sits by and lets me snap endless photos of her. Mina, on the other hand, has more important things to do, like chew on toys, chase squirrels, and roll around in the grass.

BZZZZZ

My Thumb is Green

My sugarplums and I planted 3 rose bushes this weekend. So far all of them are still alive and blooming. Hopefully, I will not kill any of them. I am keeping my fingers crossed.

Here are pictures of the blooms from my precious little plants. Hopefully, in the upcoming weeks, I will be able to add a pale baby pink and a blood red rose to the bunch.

Isabel Rose

Some days you just need to stop and smell the roses.

Apparently, Isabel Rose Meowser was aptly named. Whenever cut flowers are in the house, she needs to stop and admire them. Unless its an orchid, in which case it needs to be swatted down like an enemy combatant. Roses, though, are obviously her favorite.

Layers

I received Paintshop pro for my birthday last year. I hate reading instruction booklets, so I have limited its use to things that are simple. I got bored though and finally learned how to layer images. The result is a bit of a mess, but I like it nonetheless.

Love and the Sound of Music

Happy Valentines Day

Perhaps I had a wicked childhood

Perhaps I had a miserable youth

But somewhere in my wicked miserable past

I must have had a moment of truth

For here you are

Standing there

Loving me

Whether or not you should

So somewhere in my youth

Or childhood

I must have done something good

Paths

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveller, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I--
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference

Robert Frost

The Little Things. . .

Sprinkles . . .

Yummy!

My Favorite Things #2

Margaritas are the most festive of drinks. The best ones are enjoyed with friends in a Mexican restaurant somewhere in NorthWest Georgia on two dollar margarita night. (Although I suspect most people would disagree with me.) Since I no longer live in Georgia, I have to resort to the next best thing. Luckily for me, Larry makes yummy margaritas.



Here is the general recipe:

1 part silver tequila

1 part blue curacao

3 parts sweet and sour mix (the cheaper the mix the better)

1 splash orange juice



Combine ingredients in shaker with ice and shake it. Pour into a glass that does not tip over easily. Enjoy!

My Favorite Things # 1

Isabel Rose Meowser