Kelly had eye surgery today and he's under doctor's orders to take a nice, long nap to let his eyes start healing. His vision has been terrible and he's wanted to have this surgery forever. So today was the day! Happy 22nd anniversary, Honey! The surgery that he had will take a few days or even a couple weeks to have his eyes adjust to how they'll be permanently. I had booked a fun getaway at the relatively new Lost Pines Hyatt near Bastrop, but Thursday is the only day that they schedule surgeries, so I canceled our celebration. His doctor, Dr. Steven Dell, brother of the famous Michael Dell, has treated tens of thousands of patients, so we're hoping his expertise and experience did the trick. Maybe we'll go out to dinner tonight if Kelly's up for it. I'm really excited for Kelly because his contacts have been bothering him really badly and he's been wearing his glasses for the past two months and they are such a pain, not to mention, I miss seeing his pretty green eyes without coke-bottle lenses hiding them. Swimming will be much better for Kelly too. Cross your fingers--so far, it must have worked well because he can now see how many fingers I hold up across the room, and before surgery, that was impossible.
I considered myself to be a decent cook and baker. However, candy making had been unchartered territory until I recently cracked the code of a favorite—chewy Texas Pecan Pralines. This culinary epiphany came only days before I left my home sweet home in Austin, Texas, to return to CU Boulder after an epic hiatus to wrap up my bachelor’s degree in journalism. When I was a little girl, I remember tasting heavenly, creamy homemade pralines, bursting with pecans, handcrafted with love by my mom. She only whipped them up a few times, but I just couldn’t get the memory of those buttery, sugary treats out of my head. They were that good. I asked her if she still had the recipe, but I knew it would be hopeless since my mom wasn’t one for keeping track of her down-home style cooking. I married my college sweetheart, a guy with the same first name as me, and began teaching myself to cook. Becoming “Kelly Times Two” was amazing, and I had ...
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I hope that you have a wonderful anniversary. Congrats on the 22 years. You have such a wonderful family and relationship with them to show for it.
And HAPPY ANNIVERSARY!!! Hopefully you'll get to enjoy a nice dinner out tonight but if not, I'm sure you'll just be happy to be together! You'll definitely have to go to Lost Pines another weekend...some of our friends went recently and raved about how relaxing it was!