Guys.

Three things:

Firstly, I hope you had a lovely Christmas!

Secondly, I combined my “me” blog with our house blog. That way there’s not a bunch of craziness going on. Mostly so I don’t forget that I had a house blog (this one), a me blog, and a furniture blog. Basically, what I’m trying to tell you is that I won’t be posting on this anymore and that if you want to still follow all of our house ish you can find it here: http://citychick-countrychic.blogspot.com/. It’s the one with a picture like this:

Thirdly, thanks for reading this blog all of the time. I hope to see you over at City Chick to Country Chic!

I Found It!

Where the Sidewalk Ends

I took this picture with y phone on our trip to Utah. Looking through my photos on my phone the other day I remember why I took it–Where the Sidewalk Ends.

Most favorite poem by Shel Silverstein:

The Unicorn
from the book “Where the Sidewalk Ends” (1974)

A long time ago, when the earth was green
and there was more kinds of animals than you’ve ever seen,
and they run around free while the world was bein’ born,
and the lovliest of all was the Unicorn.

There was green alligators and long-neck geese.
There was humpy bumpy camels and chimpanzees.
There was catsandratsandelephants, but sure as you’re born
the lovliest of all was the Unicorn.

But the Lord seen some sinnin’, and it caused him pain.
He says, “Stand back, I’m gonna make it rain.”
He says, “Hey Brother Noah, I’ll tell ya whatcha do.
Go and build me a floatin’ zoo.

And you take two alligators and a couple of geese,
two humpy bumpy camels and two chimpanzees.
Take two catsandratsandelephants, but sure as you’re born,
Noah, don’t you forget my Unicorn.”

Now Noah was there, he answered the callin’
and he finished up the ark just as the rain was fallin’.
He marched in the animals two by two,
and he called out as they went through,

“Hey Lord, I got your two alligators and your couple of geese,
your humpy bumpy camels and your chimpanzees.
Got your catsandratsandelephants – but Lord, I’m so forlorn
’cause I just don’t see no Unicorn.”

Ol’ Noah looked out through the drivin’ rain
but the Unicorns were hidin’, playin’ silly games.
They were kickin’ and splashin’ in the misty morn,
oh them silly Unicorn.

The the goat started goatin’, and the snake started snakin’,
the elephant started elephantin’, and the boat started shaking’.
The mouse started squeakin’, and the lion started roarin’,
and everyone’s abourd but the Unicorn.

I mean the green alligators and the long-neck geese,
the humpy bumpy camels and the chimpanzees.
Noah cried, “Close the door ’cause the rain is pourin’ –
and we just can’t wait for them Unicorn.”

Then the ark started movin’, and it drifted with the tide,
and the Unicorns looked up from the rock and cried.
And the water come up and sort of floated them away –
that’s why you’ve never seen a Unicorn to this day.

You’ll see a lot of alligators and a whole mess of geese.
You’ll see humpy bumpy camels and lots of chimpanzees.
You’ll see catsandratsandelephants, but sure as you’re born
you’re never gonna see no Unicorn. 

So sad! 🙂

Love and Prophecy Pancakes

…yes. About that. Yesterday My Honeypie and I made pan-ke-kes (pancakes) for breakfast. I was so excited because I thought they tasted *so g00d*. So when we were at my sister’s house for dinner with my family I told them excitedly, “guesswhatweateforbreakfast?!LEMONPOPPYSEEDPANCAKES!!”

My mom looked at me like this >< and basically thought I said, “Love and prophecy pancakes” Hence the name was born: Love and Prophecy Pancakes=lemon poppy seed pancakes. (I hope I got the story mostly right. I know I was there for the whole thing, but I can’t remember stuff sometimes. I blame it on BBC eating my brain fat.)

One day I found this recipe for whole wheat pancakes and I was like, “Whole wheat…gross.” I printed it off anyway just in case I felt like being super healthy or something. So far I haven’t. Anyway, I used that recipe as a guide to make Love and Prophecy pancakes.

Here is what I ended up with:

2 cups all-purpose flour
4 1/2 tsp baking powder
2 tsp sugar
1 1/2 cups milk
2 large eggs
1 1/2 tsp vanilla
2 tbs of lemon juice
1 1/2 tsp poppy seed

Mix everything up in the order above. Then add water if you want to reach desired thin-ness. I think I ended up adding a third cup of water. I didn’t measure that though…sorry!Then cook them like you cook normal pancakes.

We ate them with strawberries, whipped cream, and strawberry syrup. So good!

picture: not so good. don't let it fool you!!

Cereal in My Yogurt

I love Special K cereal. I mix it up in my vanilla yogurt with some frozen raspberries and it is divine! Anyway, the other day My Honeypie walked into the kitchen and all of a sudden yelled, “Naked lady!” I was super confused because I was fully dressed. Then he pointed at my cereal box. The lady on the back is in a red bikini, so I fixed it:

Special K

 

I know you can still kinda see through the black, but from far away it’s not! Now My Honeypie doesn’t have to shield his eyes every time he goes to the kitchen. Holla!

Oh My What?

Who knew that part of I-29 was washed away? We sure didn’t! but it made our drive to Utah a little more interesting…if you like two hour detours. There has been crazy flooding in the upper and lower parts of Missouri, missing where we live which is great. We’ve all seen the news with some pictures of the flooding, but we got to see some of it up close before the detour.

That's totally a barn in the middle of a bunch of water.

 

All blocked off

Not part of the flooding, but totally interesting:

Yup. The tree is inside the silo.

How My Honeypie feels about 2-hour detours

While we were in Utah we went to Deseret Industries (Utah’s version of Goodwill) and I got some sweet awesome chandelier frames:

I want to put pearls on this one...

sally jean chandelier

Similar to this!

...he's wearing my anatomy goggles... 🙂

So cute!

The chandeliers are for my kitchen and hallway…when we actually have walls again 🙂

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Oh Deer!

My dad and brother have been over at the house the past two days working on the roof and we are finally almost done!! Here is a picture of my broha and his awesome dirt line:

Mostly, this post is not about roofing, or remodeling, or even making anything pretty. It’s more of a glory post about my husbee.

My Honeypie and I worked on the lower part of the roof until we ran out of shingles. We started driving to his parent’s house two miles down the road (virilocal) and saw three cute little fawns running around in the dirt road. I said, “Oh, Hello!” because I talk to woodland creatures and farm animals like they understand me. Butterflies included. It’s kind of a bad habit. There were barbed wire fences on either side of the road, but the fawns were too small to jump over them. One fawn succeeded in jumping safely through the wires on the south side of the road while fawn number two continued to run up ahead and the third tried to copy fawn number one on the north side of the road.

Fawn number three jumped successfully through the wires.

Except it kicked back and got it’s hoof stuck.

Then it cried out like a little baby. Seriously. I thought there was a child nearby. Turns out baby deer make the same sounds as baby human. Except louder. I almost gagged. It was so sad! I was already grabbing my phone (for pictures) and opening my door while My Honeypie was putting the car in park in the middle of the road (hey, it’s Missouri) and I was going to tell him he had to help it, but I think that was his intention because he kept saying, “I’ll get it”. So I kept quiet.

My Honeypie to the rescue!

Trying to unstick the poor fawn

No, I didn’t make My Honeypie move just so I could get a good picture–he’s climbing over the fence in this picture–because as buff as he–is he couldn’t pull the barbed wire apart.  Or he didn’t want to get poked. I don’t really know.

Proof.

Then mama deer showed up and I said, “Oh cr*p!” I have this unnatural fear of wild animal mamas and their babies. I envision them all as a mother Grizzly with her cubs. Then I turned and saw a big brown cow under a tree across the road that I mistook for a moose and I really thought I might die right there. Anyway, My Honeypie said of mama deer, “I’m afraid she might charge me” which made my heart beat even faster and he kind of stood near fawn number three while we looked at mama deer. Then she ran off with fawn number two.

You can see her...kind of...she's running away and blending in with the grass

I like to think I have some good qualities as a wife and one of them is multitasking; so I kept an eye on mama-could-turn-grizzly-deer and kept snapping pictures of the rescue.

I think My Honeypie is watching mama deer in this pic

Hello deer!

please don't bite?

baby deer was crying the whole time

He had to pick it up

As soon as he got the little thing to the above position it kicked itself free–sadly I did not get a picture. I was too busy freaking out and asking My Honeypie if he was okay and scanning the field for mama deer. Fawn number three ran off just fine without any outward signs of injury. Yay! Free the wild things!