One thing about 2015 that I am going to do for me is embrace myself where I am, address my shortfalls and celebrate my victories….large, small or microscopic. The other day I came to an epiphany that really made me happy. I finally figured out the exact direction I want to go with in with my kitchen.
About that dollhouse that just missed a drop kicking on Christmas Eve.
As the year started coming to a close and all reminders of Christmas were being removed the first thing on my list was to transfer the dollhouse into Addison’s room. I finally got to it this weekend and I realized there were only a few viable spots in her room for it to go without blocking a vent.
My Mama’s homemade breakfast potatoes used to be on POINT! or as the young folk say on FLEEK! I’ve mentioned before that she loved herself some potatoes and I vividly remember waking to the smell of potatoes and toast on Sunday mornings before church and this Sunday while I was making pancakes for breakfast I thought about my mother and her potatoes.
Lucky for me she left behind three enormous notebooks full of recipes and after searching a little I found a recipe for her homemade breakfast potatoes and went for it.
When I was pregnant with Addison or shortly after I had her one of my very best friends from college gifted me a name sign that she picked up at Marshalls. I knew eventually it would get a makeover and put up, just wasn’t sure when. I’m sure Keysha is glad to see that nearly 4 years after the fact this fab name sign has gotten a makeover and is hanging in Addison’s room! Better late than never
