Lindsey went to a choir girlfriend's house last night for a sleepover, then out to breakfast to celebrate another friend's birthday. While she was doing that, I went to Home Depot and bought some plants, tomatoes, cilantro, parsley, oregano, basil, strawberries, and a Japanese shrub. Lindsey has always loved gardening, so I told her I had a few things for her to plant. She got right to it and did an excellent job.
She's always so helpful any time I want anything planted.
She's a soccer sweetheart for the high school men's soccer team, and has personally committed to cheer for and bring treats to #11, Matt, who is one of the best players on the team. We joined Lindsey today and went to one of his games for a thrilling round in the playoffs, which they won!
It was a close game! They were tied, then went into overtime, but couldn't break the tie, so then they went into the five players on each team at the goal thing, and I cannot remember what that is called. But our team won! It was so exciting and intense! (Can you tell that I'm not very knowledgeable about soccer?)
Matt played almost the whole game and here he is getting his legs stretched out before overtime.
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 also love the little boxes that you put the cupcakes in, where did you get those?