Tuesday, April 5, 2016

Happy First Birthday Magnolia Jane

about 6 weeks old
Those of you that know us have probably had a chance to meet our most recent fur (grand) child Magnolia Jane, Maggie Jane, Maggie May, Magpie, Maggie moo she kinda has lots of names really.  She belongs to Miss Britt and let me just say I got in tons of trouble for allowing Britt to bring her home.  And sometimes I question myself as to what I was thinking when I told her I would talk dad into letting the dog stay.
1 year old
Let me go back to the beginning.  We had taken Britts friend Chriss home after an Ag event.  While there he asked if Britt could come see his dogs babies.  Of course I said sure and for the record as she was leaving the truck I did say "don't even ask we are not taking one home with us"  Well she did ask and I did let her bring it to the house with us.  I did however the whole way home panic about what Stephen would say.  I knew he was going to be mad, he was going to tell us to return the dog to where it came from.  I will spare you the sad details and the tears over the thought of sending her back when she made that blond child of mine so stinking happy.  He let Britt keep the new huge (little) puppy.(her mom is 98% wolf & 2% husky, her dad is German Shepherd NOT A LITTLE DOG AT ALL)

We've had lots of animals because of Britt, she is an animal lover.  She even yells at us if we hit a snake on the road.  It is just how she is and I wouldn't change a single thing about her. 


This dog goes everywhere Brittnie goes for the most part.  She loves Britt.  Until I met and got to really know Maggie a bit I never really noticed a bond between a human and a dog like this one before.  I know other humans have this kind of bond but I had never really seen it in an everyday way.  Does that make sense?  If not sorry.  I don't know that I even know how to put it into words.

  
I think the craziest thing about Maggie is that I don't think she knows she is a big dog.  Really.  She has been raised inside the house with our two little wiener dogs.  She does everything they do, her and Remington are best buddies.  They really do get along so well.  Marty on the other hand tolerated her and that's about it.  Every now and then he plays with her but not for long then he is back on the couch or in Stephens lap being the cranky old man he is.  
It's nuts how quickly she grew into the huge dog she is now.  She is so playful and loves to climb into your lap and snuggle.  Like I said she doesn't know she isn't little.
I could go on and on with Maggie stories but I will just share a few of my favorite pictures and not keep you all day.
Britt left and left her at home, she waited like this for a long time.
Her first overnight trip with us to the lake.  She didn't stay too white that weekend
She always finds a pillow or a blanker to sleep on.
See I told you she doesn't know she is huge.  She wanted to look out the window so she stood on the back of the couch
she also stands in Stephens recliner to see out
She is a pretty happy traveler.  She enjoys car trips
She did not however like the trip to the dog wash :-(
Britt, Maggie, Gunner & Laney
PARTY TIME!!
Just the other day Britt was super excited because she had never owned a dog that she knew the actual birthday for.  Maggie was born on mine and Stephens anniversary last year March 31 2015 so this year Britt went all out and made doggie safe cupcakes, bought party hats, sent invitations to her friends and family that has dogs themselves and had Maggie a birthday party.  I had to miss it and it make me sad, after all she is my grand doggie.  I hear not all the party guest got along but hey that's how it is when you get too many humans together too so I guess it turned out OK because the dog catcher didn't get called and no one tried to bite anyone else.  Below are a few of the cutest pictures of the cutest girl and her dog (and friends).

Uncle Marty & Uncle Remington
And even though grand mommy didn't get to go to the party Maggie had close friends & loved ones there including her favorite uncles Marty and Remington.  I think it helped Maggie have a good time as she was a bit sad that her cousin Boomie and her great uncle Wally didn't make it to the party. 
Jax not looking thrilled with the choice of head wear ☺

 I love that my baby girl has such a huge heart when it comes to animals.  Being that I was raised in town I never had lots of animals she is always wanting to bring home.  I just wish we had more land and a bit more money to be able to bring more animals home.  
Hope you enjoyed yet another peek into my crazy life (who has birthday parties for dogs?)  Yep my crazy daughter.  

Thanks for reading

always
tammyc


Thursday, March 31, 2016

Family secrets

Ok well it probably isn't a secret but it is something that has been handed down from grandmother to mother to daughter to granddaughter in my family. 
I have tried and tried and tried to make my mother's homemade flour tortillas.  And have failed more times than I care to count.  She never measures anything and I can't seem to cook a single thing without following a recipe and using good measurements.
A few years ago my momma taught Val how to make them and she does great but she is nearly 20 and staying home to make flour tortillas is not something that is at the top of her list. 
Today mom and dad are over visiting and we are going to have dinner this evening and needed the tortillas.  Mom was determined I was hoping to learn. 
So as she was not measuring her ingredients I was taking them and trying to measure them out before she added the next ingredient.  I thought I had finally figured out how to measure her tortilla recipe.  It looked right (kinda) I mixed and mixed trying to get it ready to roll out.  But it just didn't look right and mom said it was too dry and stiff the dough wasn't soft enough.  I rolled one out and cooked it to prove I had gotten it right by measuring everything.  After the first one finished cooking all I could do was admit defeat.  It was too dry and cooked up even dryer.  YUCK!  (Like eating Sheetrock or something)  So I thought I would just add some water and it would soften up.  Nope.  That made it super gooey and nasty.  Had to throw it out and start fresh.  I did not measure a single thing just dumped things in a bowl and mixed away just like she does.  Guess what?  It was perfect.  The dough, the rolled out tortilla and it cooked up just like mommas would.  Tasted like heaven with butter on it. 

Now, those of you close to me know mommas health hasn't been the best and I worry every day something is going to happen and I won't get to learn all the things I still need to learn from her.  Today I ticked one of those things off my list but it is such a long list she had better be around for another 100 years.  Can't wait for dad to try these tortillas to see if they compare to moms.  ☺
Thanks momma for teaching me how to be a good wife and mom.  I wouldn't be able to do any of this stuff if it weren't for everything you have taught me.  I love you more than you will ever know.

Thanks for reading.

always
tammyc

Wednesday, March 9, 2016

Where dreams come from

Most people would say the middle of the night while you're sleeping.  And yeah, I kind of agree with that except I don't sleep during the middle of the night very often due to work so sometimes dreams come from the middle of the night while you are trying to keep yourself awake to keep your night schedule going.  Just the other night I was staying up so that I would be able to sleep during the day before work and was flipping through the TV struggling to stay awake when I came across the very tail end of a movie called Wild  it has Reese Witherspoon in it.  It's about a woman who felt her life was crumbling around her and she decided to hike alone to clear her head and find herself (well at least I think.  It was just the end of the movie so I'm not too sure.)
Thanks to google I have learned that this movie was based on a true story that was written by Cheryl Strayed.  My long time rule is that if a movie is based on a book you must first read the book (my girls hate that rule and are now old enough to break I'm pretty sure they do too) I love reading and I have not found a movie that was better than the book yet.  It just doesn't happen.  The book is always better.  Trust me...ALWAYS.
So thanks to the world at my fingertips I went right to amazon and ordered the book "Wild  From lost to found on the Pacific Crest Trail"  By Cheryl Strayed.
I cannot explain it but just the tail end of a movie that I had never even heard of has sparked something inside me.  I've done more reading and research on hiking in the last 3 days than I have my whole life.  I can't wait to read this new book (and the other book I bought that night Oklahoma Hiking Trails) and see where the spark spreads.
I do know one thing for certain...I think I'll take a hike☺

When was the last time you did something for the very first time?

Thanks for reading.

always,
tammyc

Wednesday, February 17, 2016

Current excitement

For years now I have asked my immediate family (hubs, kids, parents, brother and his family.  Eleven of us total) if we could for just one year do a homemade Christmas.  Where everyone give and receives homemade gifts.  Not homemade by someone else and given as gifts completely homemade by each family member...this past Christmas they all agreed!  For Christmas of 2016.  I can not even express how excited I am about this.
Everyone knows I love to sew and my dear brother made a comment a few weeks ago about not being surprised at Christmas because everyone was going to get a blanket from Tammy this next year.  I laughed.  He thinks he knows me so well but the reality of it is I have several months to scour over pinterest to find just the right gifts for each and everyone of them.  And though some are crossing their fingers and praying daily that they will get a new quilt (Janae) not every person will. 
Today I did start work on one of my gifts and cannot wait to see it done.  I am truly looking forward to all the fun stuff I am going to make this year and can't wait to see what everyone else comes up with. 
Here's to keeping our fingers crossed that everyone holds up their end of the deal with homemade items.  Because it isn't about how much money you spend on gift it is the thought and love that goes into choosing something for each person and thinking all the fun memories you have with that person while you are working on a unique gift for them. 
Thank you family for indulging me with this request I am absolutely blessed to have each and every one of you in my life.  (Now get working on your gifts it's  almost March already!).
Thanks for reading
Have a great week.
tammyc