Chick Days

Right now in my neck of the woods it is chick season. Where is my neck of the woods? I live in beautiful northern Forsyth county, only a few miles south of  Dawsonville, GA. Starting in March,  local pet stores as well as farm equipment stores have baby chicks and baby ducks for sell. I love chick days, there is nothing cuter that a little fluffy chick, or better yet a fluffy yellow duck. This year was special because my daughter is 13 months old and loves animals.  Coming back from the library my husband saw a sign for baby chicks and of course we had to stop and show Carter these little darlings. She loved them. Personally, I would never consider taking one of these little cuties home with me, and I am very happy that my daughter is too young to beg for a pet chick. Baby chicks turn into chickens that smell really bad. Everyone hates the smell of a chicken coup. You are probably wondering if the chicks actually sell with the smell associated with them and my answer is yes. People have the fantasy of going out in their backyard and picking eggs that Sally the chick laid the other day. With all the concern over where our food is coming from, it is nice to know that the eggs for your omelet came right out of your backyard.

Carter with her daddy looking at baby chicks

baby chicks

baby ducks

Party Favors- Are they really necessary?

A couple of weeks ago, my daughter turned one, and to celebrate this event we had a big party. My husband and I invited friends anf family, both close and distant. I planned this party for two weeks with my mother. The party was held at my parent's neighborhood clubhouse- spacious room for the kids to run around. The cake was gorgeous and had boutique-not Publix written all over it. The food was delicious and healthy for the health conscience moms out there. There were age appropriate toys from babies to first graders. We had pink and white polk-a-dot balloons. It seemed I had thought of everything, until my friend mentioned party favors to me. Seriously? So what did after I got off the phone with her? I spent two hours on amazon searching for a party favor idea. At about midnight, I decided on honey bear bottles and neon straws. Simple and cheap. When I told my mother about it she put her two cents in and aggressively suggested that I put candy in the bottles for the older kids. Not just any candy mind you, but the expensive sorbet flavored Jelly Bellies. So on the day of the party, I went to Fresh Market and spent $20.00 on this candy. I filled the honey bears up for the big kids and for the little ones, I tied pink tulle ribbon around the bears' neck. I strategically placed honey bear jars in a basket and placed it by the door. No one will be able to miss these, right? I made twelve of these little suckers and only five made it home with someone. What a complete waste of time and money. Why are people still doing this ridiculous party ritual. News flash- nobody wants the party favors. As a kid I never did. Most of the time it's cheap and tacky trinkets one buys at the dollar store. Who is with me when I say just say no to party favors?

My Husband and Hero

Today is the feast of the Holy Family and like every Sunday, the three of us were at mass this morning. Due to our furnace breaking down on Christmas day we are staying at my parent's house until it can be fixed, so instead of going to our church, we decided to go to mass at St. Thomas Aquinas in Alpharetta, GA. It was a thin crowd this morning, and amazingly we were able to get a seat inside the sanctuary. Having an unpredictable 11 month old makes us always seek a seat in the back. We found the perfect seat and during the greeting a kind old lady turned around and whispered, "hello" to us. The mass started and as predicted, our little one started to fuss, so my husband Klaus took out in the narthex. They were out there for only five minutes when the kind lady that spoke to me earlier asked a man near by to help her with her husband who had passed out. Within thirty seconds all those around were trying to look in on what had happened and crowding the poor man. I quickly left and got my husband whom I believed knew how to handle this type of situation.  He cleared the crowd. Told a women on the phone with the police what to say. Organized the ushers on what he needed. He made the man smile when he commented on his Navy ring. Calmed the wife by telling her about our little daughter. Helped the EMS team get him to the hospital. Our daughter sat in her stroller the whole time quietly watching her daddy. When it was all over , and the man thankfully breathing on his own was on his way to the hospital, I said a prayer and thanked God for being married to a real life hero.

Gingerbread Coffee

I love coffee. The smell and the richness is intoxicating. And yes, I am one of those people addicted to Starbucks. When I left my job in order to have my daughter, my husband and I decided that we would make our Starbucks coffee at home using our espresso maker. Our favorite espresso bar drink is the Americano, which is simply espresso and water. For all of you iced coffee fans out there if you have never tried an Americano I encourage you to do so. It has a much smoother taste than iced coffee. This holiday season I found a great way to put jolly in my coffee. In my iced Americano I put a dash of cinnamon, a sprinkle of nutmeg and a dash of ginger. It was like sipping a gingerbread coffee, but without the sin.

Trick-or-treating in Dahlonega

Hello everyone. I hope you are all doing well and are looking forward to Thanksgiving. I know I am a couple of weeks late, but I thought I would do a little review on my family's trick-or-treating experience on the Dahlonega square. Trick-or-treating on the square was from 4:30-6:00 pm. To make things safe for everyone the city of Dahlonega blocked off the square. Families gathered in lines all over the square to get candy from the stores that were handing them out. Clearly, the two most popular stores for candy lovers were Paul Thomas Chocolates and the Fudge Factory. I unfortunately did not get to try their candy partly due to the crowds and the fact that my little munchkin was only 9 months old. Thirty minutes before the end of trick-or-treating there was a costume contest. Scarecrows, superheros, princesses, fairies and ghosts made their way to the gold museum so that their costume could be judged.  We were able to make the tale end of the event and saw that a butterfly princess won first prize. Congratulations to her.

Trick-or-treating in Dahlonega was a fun and crowded experience. Although the lines were long to get candy everyone was in a good and patient mood. The adults handing out candy were all dressed up and probably having more fun than the kids. Unless you just can not handle crowds, I recommend trying it one Halloween if you live close by. Please check out the pictures below.

Dahlonega trick-or-treating crowd

skeleton lanterns

Carter and Daddy ready for treats

Purple witch handing out candy

Damsel in Distress

A few weeks ago while driving home from Target with my 8 month old baby the dreaded check engine light came on and started flashing. Oh the horror! I could just imagine being stranded on the road waiting for the police to come and pick us up and take us home. Then I would have to worry about a tow truck and a rental car. Thankfully, my guardian angel was not going to let that happen.  I was able to safely drive my car to Herbert Automotive in Cumming. The mechanics there recognized a scared mom and sought to sooth my ruffled feathers. After taking my car into the garage, one of the mechanics, who was a daddy himself  drove me and my baby home. In case you are wondering, yes I had my car seat and base with me. Before he left me at my house, he helped me get my groceries and car seat out of the car.

Trouble with cars has always terrified me, maybe because I had an engine that blew on me on GA 400 in the middle of winter no less. With all of my car incidents over the years, my experience with Herbert Automotive was by far the most pleasant. All of the mechanics there were indeed gentleman that treated me like a lady.

Salted Caramel Apple Bread Disaster

A couple of weeks ago I posted a blog regarding my medieval garlic bread. I was so happy that my first attempt at baking bread turned out so well that I decided to mix it up a bit and make salted caramel apple bread. I used the same recipe only tweaked it a little. I put the flour, water and honey in a bowl and added pieces of apple, Werthers' soft caramel chews and sprinkled pink Himalayan salt in the mix thinking this would be magic. I put the dough on the counter and began to knead. Twas not a pretty sight. Apple and caramel pieces kept falling out of the dough. To keep it together I had to use an extra cup of white flour. After an hour of rising it was time to put it in the oven. I said a prayer over the dough in the pan before the baking. My prayers were not answered. Out of the oven came a slightly burned loaf that barely tasted like salted caramel apple bread. Instead it tasted like dry bread with flavorless fruit. Oh the disappointment as I took the bread and threw it in the trash.

Lesson-if you are new to baking bread don't get too fancy on your second try.