top ten favorite {self-pics!}

I am often teased for all the self-pics I take...

but I will never stop.

I love "self-pics" -- not just of me, but anyone!  

They are typically too close, off-kilter, and very unflattering.

However, as I recently sorted through my thousands of pictures, in an attempt to finally move some to an external hard drive, I realized that so many of my favorite were self-pics.

Hey,  if no one is there to take a picture of you, somebody has to capture the moment!

So here they are, in random order, my
top ten favorite self pics:

 1. hubby and I at the kentucky derby - 2008.  I love our huge chins.  and our fanciness.  and his buzz cut.

 2. hubby as popeye on halloween.  this expression is classic.

 3.  my attempt at a wink.  epic fail.  

 4.  my niece isabel.  She didn't really take this photo...but it looks like she did!

 5.  love, love, love this one of me, hair a mess, without a speck of makeup, and my dog smelling my armpit.

 6.  goofing around with my adorable niece and nephew, in our pjs. pure joy!

 7.  in destin, fl on a 'roommate reunion' with these two fabulous ladies.  this was after a LOT of red wine... well, I know I had a lot of wine!

 8. I like this one mainly because of hubby's sister jen photobombing in the background - hilarious!  

 9.  these are two of hubby's best friends.  we are all out celebrating his birthday.  everything about this photo is just ridiculous. and that is why I love it.

 10.  this was my first visit to my current city.  with then-bf, now-hubby eating my cheek.

and a bonus: #11. the side-mirror shot.  adore!

Hurrah for self-pics!  

Take a few...they are fun to look back on.

Not meant to look good...just meant to make you smile. :)

g

comfort food time: chicken pot pie!

While I try to cook rather healthy during the week, 

sometimes I get hungry for

comfort food.

Food that makes you get your jammies on, curl up on the couch,

and watch some reality television with.

Food that, if you had to replace your husband with food, you would choose it to provide you with love an affection.  

Just kidding.

:)

One of my favorite comfort foods is chicken pot pie.

Back when I was too afraid to cook I would buy the 99 cent Banquet variety, 

and would have to eat two or three to achieve the right level of "comfort"

{aka food coma.}

Then I decided to be brave and try

the homemade version.

Best decision I've ever made {recently.}

The recipe I used is found {here} -

the only difference is I used chicken,

and I did it 

double-crusted.

Yeah, that's right - 

we aren't afraid of carbs 'round here.

No sir.

{okay, a little.}

Mmmm...so flippin' good...

especially curled up on the couch with a glass of wine, 

watching drama ensue on The Bachelor!

{best 'women tell all' in a looong time!} 

What is your favorite comfort food?  

g

sweet somethings from : hubby's birthday

Had a fantastic weekend celebrating hubby's thirty-first...

 posing with my darling babe

date night downtown

'sushi cone'

mimi and mustache treat us to delicioso mexican and margaritas...and menu?

white cake from the grocery store = hubby's request

seven candles were enough

singing cards and yellow bows

father and son

baby and paw-paw

Here's to many more celebrations, wonderful husband.

All I can say is:

"where da cake at?"

I love you!

g

french breakfast puffs {aka: sugary, donut-y goodness}

It's almost the weekend -- hurrah!

Plans include: 

• date night {with sweet friends watching over baby!} tonight to celebrate Hubby's 31st!
• Mimi and Mustache {hubby's parents} coming to visit, hang with Baby Mac, and then get some delish Mexican food Saturday night.  {keeping with the M theme...Margarita for Mama, perhaps???}  
• Game watch on Sunday with Nana and PawPaw {hubby's other parents} -- gonna get Cormac all decked out to cheer on the UK Cats!
• Baking...something sweet???

I'm no baking genius...but made these recently, and they were easy and delish.  You know, if you like buttery, sweet, cinnamon, sugary awesomeness.  

Recipe found here, a la PW.

All I can say is that Baby Mac needs to get older so he can help sample my forays into the baking world.  Pretty sure I ate more than my fair share of these.

While I don't have a huge sweet tooth, on the weekends please gimme my breakfast sweet, and my coffee black.

Much sugary-sweet weekend love to you!

g

let's climb!

My little darling baby boy just started crawling a couple weeks ago...

now he is moving on to climbing!

He is figuring out what not to climb on...

{expensive appliances}

Nooooo!

...and what is okay to climb on...

{stable objects that mama sets up!}

...like this basket:

The kid is exhausting {and thrilling} me with all this climbing. 

 So cool {and bizarre!} to see him try to stand:

Stops to smile at the camera before his begins his journey.

 He begins his ascent:

Steadies himself:

Wonders why I'm not helping him:

Leans into it, hoisting up one chubby baby leg:

Realizes this is going to harder than anticipated:

Tries it again, this time motivated by the focal point {spray bottle} that Mama set up:

Leg up again:

Flails around a little.

Airborne!

Pulls himself up.

At long last, his goal is achieved.

Enjoys (?) one brief, drool-filled moment on the top.

Wonders how he is going to begin his descent.

Realizes he has no clue how to get himself out of this mess.

Let's out an ear-splitting shriek designed to get Mama to put down the camera and do something!

Is safely placed on solid ground.

Soothes himself by chewing on the basket liner.

Oh, and then a truck.

(Um, he did this a while.)

Finally, the joy of his accomplishment sets in.  

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