This, clearly, is a cupcake, because I love to bake. Or, I love to eat treats. Take your pick.
A pile of brightly colored leaves (which we don't really have where I live), for my favorite season, which is autumn. I know you got that, but just for clarity....
Ask my kids what my favorite weather is, and all 6 of them will tell you RAIN. Give me a rainy day, a blanket, and a cup of cocoa, and all is right with the world. (They'll also tell you that if I'm lucky enough to get thunder and lightening, I will open the windows.)
My favorite flowers are tulips, and I don't have a favorite color. But I do love to arrange them in my blue vase.
A coffee cup. I'm not a javaholic...sure I have a cup or 2 a day, but I really can do without it. This is for the "date mornings" that Don and I have. Sundays, after church and while the girls are in Sunday School, he and I go to the coffee shop to wait for them. Some weeks, it's the only 45 minutes we get alone together.
Stay tuned....only 6 squares left to do! I was going to do a progress shot, but don't want to take the picture out of the hoop. I will show you the whole thing before I start the border, though.
And now, for the apology. Ms. Pioneer Woman, I underestimated you. When I first saw your cookbook, I was NOT going to get it. I've bought dozens of cookbooks that have, if not exactly disappointed me, not lived up to the hopes I had for them. I was certain that your cookbook would fall into this category. The only reason I got your book was to fulfill a requirement for a book club order. I was so very, very wrong, and am so very, very sorry.
Last night, I made your fried chicken and biscuits, plus we had some of your mashed potatoes left over from Monday night. (I've made them twice so far...so wonderful!) Since I don't have to feed people who've been roping cattle all day, your recipes go a little farther for us. So, of the 12 pieces of fried chicken I made last night, 6 are going into the freezer, partially cooked, for another night. It was oh so good...and I don't have fried chicken often!
The baby, wishing she was old enough to help: