I heard a quiet whoosh and turned to find you-know-who trying to locate the perfect snowflake …
Ok, not really. Truth is …
I heard a quiet whoosh and turned to find you-know-who trying to locate the perfect snowflake …
Ok, not really. Truth is …
So the next day, Mom called for all farmhands on deck to test our snow for snowman worthiness.
Ace had no problem forming the perfect “snowball” but it was a “snowman” Mom wanted.
After a proper snowball fight, we had one more distraction to accomplish. In honor of MaryJane’s fall from grace the day before, we thought we’d try to make her feel better.
Okay, back to work …
hmmm … Our snowman might not be photo worthy either.
Too bad. We’ll have to play in the snow again next week once it warms up. 20 degree snow, even with the sun warming it, doesn’t lend itself to the legendary Frosty we were hoping to create.
By 9:30 a.m. this past Sunday morning, we had already boxed up our Halloween decorations, trimmed the house in Thanksgiving décor, and begun tackling the mess that is our craft/guest room. With each season, my poor hubby diligently piled boxes and boxes of ornamentation for me to ooh and aah over and place in the perfect corner. And … well … my craft room had bits and pieces from the last five holidays/events strewn about.
Impressed with ourselves, hubby and I sat down with both girls to have a little morning snack. Why were we so famished at 9:30 a.m. anyway? We’d eaten a good breakfast, hadn’t we??
Maybe it was because …
Okay, so maybe the Beau Coop Heritage Hen Mini Farm isn’t at the top of your holiday wish list …
Maybe you’re a little more of a mover?
A shaker?
A go-for-the-gold
gussied-up
galavantin’
GLAMPER!
Are you feelin’ it?
If ritzy road-tripping is your ultimate fantasy,
then do not despair.
Neiman Marcus has the perfect present for you, too!
Feast your eyes:
Ain’t she a beauty?
They call her the Bulleit Frontier Whiskey Woody-Tailgate Trailer.
It’s a mouthful, I know, but this little towable treat is worth it.
E-V-E-R-Y penny …