Tag: Sugar

Save Those Vanilla Pods!

Save Those Vanilla Pods!

If you buy the real vanilla beans and not just the extract, pat yourself on the back. You’re cooking like a pro! But wait, just because they’ve been scraped clean doesn’t mean they’re rendered useless. Rinse them off and let them dry. Then throw them 

My Mantra for Today

My Mantra for Today

Courtesy of Dear Sugar at The Rumpus, this is my M.O. for the day. And the mug is also on my wish list. What are you setting out to do for today? Image courtesy of The Rumpus shop

Baby Chicks!

Baby Chicks!

We were getting lonely at our house with only 14 animals- and a mere 10 chickens. So my roommate, Sugar, popped by the feed store and got four new baby chicks! We are rounding out the mix of girls with four new Americanas- they are multicolored beauties who lay green eggs.

Here they are at 2 days old.

They aren’t cute at all, are they?

The older girls are not as delighted with the newcomers as we are. Here’s one of the blondies, hootin’ and hollerin’ to let us know she’s displeased.

She’ll have to get used to it.

The chicks are staying in a dog crate under a heat lamp in the coop while the older girls get acclamated to them. But we just had to have some face time with them- keeping them tucked in our pockets or under our neck to keep them warm.

My other roomie, Crystal, just became an auntie of a beauty named Ida. We decided we’re going to name one of the chickies in her honor.

That’s Ida there in the front!

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Happy Valentine’s Day!

I was this close to feeling the sting of singleness this Valentine’s Day until my roommate, Sugar, knocked some sense into me with a reminder of how the love in your life is not dictated by your relationship status. So instead of getting lonely, we 

Puppies!

Puppies!

I’m just want to warn you right now, there is some ridiculous cuteness about to follow.  That’s right, puppies! My roommate just adopted two sweetie pie huskies who moved in on Wednesday (which ended up being one of the happiest days of my life). We’ve