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crafty, craftier, craftiest.

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A few more crafts needed to be completed for Nikki’s wedding and I needed a little help. Partly because I was behind and partly because I’m not great at crafts. Luckily, the girls were coming over for Book Club and I was hosting, so I coaxed them into being my crafting buddies. Luckily, Cricket’s mom was in town, and she’s full of crafty knowledge and really did such excellent work I can’t even take credit for really any of the final product.

Here are the beginnings of the bouquet.

Look, me helping.

The lovely Jess, also making flowers.

The magical glue gun that Cricket’s mom suggested we use. So smart!

The silver clothespins to hold the seating chart cards.

this is how you become the pioneer woman.

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I didn’t want to post about this on GMS because I feel like it’s unprofessional (read: gloating.) And it’s not even a big deal. And it might lead to nothing.

But big changes are going on over at GMS. We’re working on some stuff that’ll knock your socks off. It’s making us excited for the fall, another Thanksgiving, and another holiday season.

And the first little bitty thing that happened was we got contacted by someone who wants to give us product for a giveaway. It was in connection with one of M’s gluten-free posts.

I read this email at the laundromat with Jeff.

“This is how it happens.” I said. “This is how you become the Pioneer Woman.”

I was giggling, so excited to be contacted and know that someone other than my family and Corelyn’s family and the Lears read our blog. As it turns out, they do.

And thus we enter the world where the blog is more than just a blog. We’ll see where it takes us — maybe to 100 readers a day. I wish we were so blessed. (Well, we are, but you know what I mean.) My point is, we have big plans, two girls from the east made Californians now bi-coastal. Now five girls, always growing, always changing, becoming something bigger, better. Here we go.

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But I would be proud to partake of your pecan pie

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Last night JT and I ordered Indian, chatted with some ladies for a bit, then settled in to watch When Harry Met Sally.

A delightful film that we were both in the mood to watch on account of it being such a gem, Billy Crystal being both hilarious and sweet, and Meg Ryan’s outfits. Some of which we’ve seen walking around LA recently…but that’s another story.

Watching When Harry Met Sally fulfills so many movie needs: Road trip, New York, New York in the fall, great outfits, comedy, beauty, classic lines, people in love when they don’t even KNOW it, etc., etc. It was delightful to see a movie with fall (and seasons) to remind me of what’s to come.

I’m not saying I’m sick of summer yet. Because I’m not. I might even try to get Jeff to venture to the beach this weekend – I could use some more tan on my summer skin. But I also love seasons, and I love what’s coming; Camping in September, Nikki’s wedding, Thanksgiving, Christmas. Friends, family, food, cold weather, blankets, windows closing.

So even though August is barreling on, and we’re nearly to the month of nine, I am happy where this year has gone and is going, and hope the next four months are as fun as these first eight.

 

this is why i’m hot

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A few months ago, I mentioned to you that I may or may not be on Jimmy Kimmel Live. With Hanson. No big deal. I promptly forgot about it because the show wasn’t aired the same week. But, finally, they aired the episode with Hanson yesterday.

Do you see me? In the bottom right hand corner? Amazing. What a lucky girl I am.

Speaking of lucky, I also this week received my birthday gift from SS, one of my sisters from the east coast. And while I am excited about the canning supplies (thank you thank you!) what I was most excited about was the entire jar of atomic fireballs.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

For those of you who knew me in college, you might have known that freshman year I showed up with a loud mouth and a giant container of fireballs.

Literally that many. I kept them (I am embarrassed to say!) I think three years before Sierra or Katie or someone made me throw them out, good or not. But now I have my own stash in my kitchen. I have been eating them on the way to yoga, on the way to the grocery store, before work…you get the idea! I love them, this coming from someone who can’t tolerate spicy food at all! But they are the best of the best, and I am so thankful for them. In fact, I think I might have one right now…