Sorry for the hiatus.

Trying to make peace with myself.

I’ll get there.

Be back soon ❤


5 Things I Like Friday


1. I read a blog this morning written about accepting other people’s happiness’s. Some people have envy for other’s when they receive or achieve something really wonderful. I’m not one of those people. I LOVE when other’s receive a gift of some kind. Recently one of my very best friends got engaged and while I am so sad I am not with her – every single time I think about it, their engagement makes my heart so happy. I thrive on other people’s successes – in every sense of that word. I like this about me.

2. These shoes.


Be still my heart.

Be still my credit card.

3. I am very excited that my aunt, sister-in-law and my parents will all be visiting in the next 2 months. I can’t wait to see everyone! [The kitchen better be reassembled]

4. These images.

5. My new favorite quote: Power to the Peaceful.

And isn’t that the way it should be.

What Texas Potatoes Taught Me

Today was a really long day. I got up at 8, took care of a bunch of things, was out of the house by 9 and in class at 1140 and got home after 6. It was a good day for sure, but the first long school day I’ve had in Montana.

When I got home I was exhausted. I knew I had school work to do, but just felt like crawling in bed and watching TV all night. But then, I remembered Texas Potatoes.

Texas. Potatoes.

The greatest gift my mother ever gave me. Besides life.

Imagine all delicious starches, dairy, and cream of chicken combined and cooked. It’s my all time favorite food and my mom only made it for special occasions because it makes so much, so it’s a delicacy for me.

But now I have my own house. So I can make this gift from the gods whenever I want. Once I decided I needed Texas Potatoes tonight I got up, drove to the grocery store, and came home and whipped it up. It was like an instant energy source. Just knowing in 35 minutes I would have this delicious food motivated me to get a bunch of other things done!

While the potatoes were cooking I:

– did the dishes

– cleaned out the fridge

– took out the trash

– spray painted my planters for my new plants

– walked Sammie

– organized some papers and school work

– vacuumed and swept

– hung pictures in our bedroom

I got so much done!

So, what Texas Potatoes taught me. If I can come up with one thing each day that motivates me, I can use it as a reward for getting little tasks done. I feel so much better knowing that tomorrow I won’t need to do housework and I have potatoes for the next few days!

I’m still figuring out this new life here, and I consider my Texas Potatoes Epiphany to be a big step.



I’ve been seeing these little big-eyed dolls on a lot of the blogs I follow and I just love them. Something about them is just too cute. I would love to have one 🙂




I hate money.

Money keeps me awake at night. Like tonight. After I worked all day, I am exhausted, but I can’t sleep because of money.

Money makes me feel violent.

It makes me crazy.

This is it. This is my declaration to NOT WORRY ABOUT MONEY ANYMORE. I just want to scream it! I want to break free!

Chris and I don’t spend money with abandon. We look for the best deal for everything – insurance, furniture, etc. I like to think we’re doing a good job. We are still learning and planning and changing our path.

I pray that we have enough. I pray that we are happy. We don’t need to be wealthy, but worrying about paying Chris’s medical bills from his skiing accident does not make me happy. I hope all newlywed couples just starting out have these worries. We are living on one income, because my husband is generous enough to encourage me to go after I want – even if that means student loans instead of paychecks.

Can you tell I’ve been getting some pretty scary bills in the mail lately?

But I can’t change it. We will make it work, we always do. I keep repeating “It’s just money.” And it is. It’s just money.

I feel better.

children with fur

If you’ve met me for any length of time, you know rescuing dogs is the driving goal in my life. Having a facility to bring abandoned dogs in, find foster homes, and rehabilitate dogs is what I work towards everyday. It’s something that takes time and money, so right now I do what I can by taking in Sammie and Lex and finding homes for other dogs I come across.

However, I know that shelters always need more hands. Working in a shelter is a fear I’ve never been able to conquer. I know there are no-kill shelters out there, but the kill shelters are the ones that need help the most. Seeing those helpless animals in such a sad situation would be more than I could handle. Even looking at shelter websites brings tears to my eyes. But I feel like as someone who is so quick to defend a dog and make more than enough reasons to bring him or her home that I need to start volunteering in a shelter and helping these dogs as much as I can.

Its scary. Going into a place knowing full well you won’t solve all their problems. It breaks my heart to think about. But you gotta do what you gotta do. And I gotta help more dogs find loving homes and love as many dogs as I can.

spring 2010 002 Bay spring 2010 001

Top: Our dog, sweet Sammie and Bailey – a rescue from the Blacksburg Humane Society. Possibly the most passionate dog I’ve ever met. So happy we brought her home to live with my two best friends. Middle: Rusty is the big one smelling Sammie. He now lives with my friend and old roommate, Liz. Such a sweetheart. And Toula! My dad brought her home from a pet store – she was a clearance puppy who had never seen grass. Now she is the queen of the castle and my brother and sister-in-law’s house. We don’t usually make her wear handkerchiefs. And the last dog: Piper – my first dog, my best friend.

 I also want to say that I am not opposed to dogs coming from breeders. All dogs deserve love, all dogs deserve homes. My Welsh Corgi, Piper, came from a breeder. I can’t imagine life without her. All I ask of anyone is to be kind to your animals and allow them to be the loving animals they want to be.

Best of

Note: I know I’m doing a lot of “Top 5” posts and variations there of. Please forgive me – my brain is all muddled with moving, starting school, sick animals, and a new job. Soon, things will get more creative around here.

5 of my go-to quotes:

I used to be afraid of heights.      But now, whether it’s pushing myself two inches or 2,000 feet,The direction is always up. My dream is to fly. And I won’t be coming down anytime soon.


My revolution is reigning peace.

(I’m considering painting this on a canvas and hanging it in my office. Thoughts?)

"Where’s home for you?" a stranger asked a fellow traveler. "Wherever she is," came the reply, as the man pointed at his wife.


“In the beginning of life, when we are infants, we need others to survive, right? And at the end of life, when you get like me, you need others to survive, right?" His voice dropped to a whisper. "But here’s the secret: in between, we need others as well.” (Tuesdays with Morrie)


Books are the quietest and most constant of friends; they are the most accessible and wisest of counselors, and the most patient of teachers.  ~Charles W. Eliot

My 5 favorite funny quotes:

I’m out. I am a neutral country. I am Switzerland.

Kashi: Surfing teaches you to flow with nature, not fight it.                              My dad: No, it doesn’t – it teaches you to tuck and roll!

(Kashi foods mystify me.)

Lula: If it wasn’t for me, you would probably still be singing in some run-down rat hole for a bunch of fat cowgirls from Iowa.
Wyatt: Yeah, and if it wasn’t for me, you would probably be a waitress there.



I have serious misgivings about being a part of your little … Big Horn … between General Custer and his wife. Mrs. Custer … had a beach house. Oh, I’m way too involved. – Mr. Feeny, Boy Meets World


Mary Kate! What are you doing?! You have to measure when you’re baking! You can’t just throw things in! What are you doing?! I can’t believe this! Get out of the kitchen! – Mom


My all-time favorite passage from my all-time favorite book

And there they are. The earth is turning below them like a child’s favorite marble and stories are beginning and ending and beginning all over again. Above them, stars are burning and a mystery is unfolding in the heavens. Angels sing.

And here in the Village, the peaceful spirits are sleeping safe in their beds, dreaming earthly dreams of vegetable gardens and friendly cats and warm cups of coffee at noon.

While they sleep, there is a steady sound, a constant hum, a soft flowing rhythm in the air. It comes from the edge of town. A young potter is placing God’s hands on the wheel and the wheel is spinning round.

{The Heavenly Village by Cynthia Rylant}

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