-carlotta
I'm going to participate in the "Family Foto" Planting Chums bloghop over at Aspire today.
Being a photographer (can I call myself that?), I have so many favorite pictures. But while there are many, many pictures that are pretty to look at, not all of them have memories associated with them. Which is why I chose this picture...
I took this picture, of the road by our house blanketed in snow, after a mini blizzard in January. Being a Texan at heart (I was born and lived the first nine years of my life there...I still consider myself a Texan!), there's still a little piece of me that gets overjoyed every time it snows. Because we live in Oklahoma, snow is not exactly common, but in a typical winter it snows 3-4 times.
On Christmas Eve, it was snowing and sleeting so badly that we were unable to go to the service that night (the above picture was taken a few weeks later when it snowed again). While I was bummed about not being able to go to church, I loved how everything was shut down and we were able to curl up next to the fireplace with some hot chocolate.
There's something about snow, or any "sort of extreme" (I know a foot is nothing to northerners! :)), that people find slightly humorous.
In the summer of 2006 - while we still live in St. Louis - there was a bad storm that knocked the power out for 5 (very hot) days. Every night there were barbecues as people had to use up the food they had in their freezers and refrigerators before it went bad. Since there was no power, everyone just kind of hung out, as they didn't have the option of sitting in their air conditioned homes. Honestly, I was a bit sad when the power came back on.
I digress.
My point is, I love snow (I would probably feel differently if I lived in Michigan... :)) and everything associated with it. I love that people help each other out when the weather gets a little worse. And I love the memories I have of it.
What about you?
-carlotta
Being a photographer (can I call myself that?), I have so many favorite pictures. But while there are many, many pictures that are pretty to look at, not all of them have memories associated with them. Which is why I chose this picture...
I took this picture, of the road by our house blanketed in snow, after a mini blizzard in January. Being a Texan at heart (I was born and lived the first nine years of my life there...I still consider myself a Texan!), there's still a little piece of me that gets overjoyed every time it snows. Because we live in Oklahoma, snow is not exactly common, but in a typical winter it snows 3-4 times.
On Christmas Eve, it was snowing and sleeting so badly that we were unable to go to the service that night (the above picture was taken a few weeks later when it snowed again). While I was bummed about not being able to go to church, I loved how everything was shut down and we were able to curl up next to the fireplace with some hot chocolate.
There's something about snow, or any "sort of extreme" (I know a foot is nothing to northerners! :)), that people find slightly humorous.
In the summer of 2006 - while we still live in St. Louis - there was a bad storm that knocked the power out for 5 (very hot) days. Every night there were barbecues as people had to use up the food they had in their freezers and refrigerators before it went bad. Since there was no power, everyone just kind of hung out, as they didn't have the option of sitting in their air conditioned homes. Honestly, I was a bit sad when the power came back on.
I digress.
My point is, I love snow (I would probably feel differently if I lived in Michigan... :)) and everything associated with it. I love that people help each other out when the weather gets a little worse. And I love the memories I have of it.
What about you?
-carlotta
Ever since reading this post at Everyday Musings, I craved coffee cake. That delicious blend of butter, cinnamon, and sugar...mmm.
Yesterday I decided to satisfy my craving, and made a sour cream coffee cake using this recipe.
(For future reference, half way into making the cake I realized we didn't have enough sour cream, so I used regular yogurt, and it turned out fine. So, while writing this post, I realized that I couldn't really call it "sour cream coffee cake", as I didn't use sour cream so I renamed it "cinnamon coffee cake".
The only thing I would do different in the recipe is reduce the salt. I just used a pinch...the 1/2 teaspoon they call for would be way too much.)
The only thing I would do different in the recipe is reduce the salt. I just used a pinch...the 1/2 teaspoon they call for would be way too much.)
By the time it was done baking, the whole house smelled of cinnamon and sugar. I had to leave to babysit literally right as it was done, but it took everything in me not to have a piece right then and there.
I have since then tried it...I think it tastes a little like a snickerdoodle cookie in cake form. It's very moist and light, though.
Go make it. Now. :)
-carlotta
It's Happiness Is time again! And now, since it's Wednesday, there are only two days left until the weekend!! :)
Happiness is...
Happiness is...
...rainy days. Ahhh :)
...blooming/budding roses (I think I'm unable to NOT include something that has to do with spring in my posts. Sorry.).
What are two things that have made you happy this week?
-carlotta