I took this picture at the Nashville flea market a while back. It was on the front of a magazine. I still have no idea what it was for..I just wanted to remember it.
Thanks to The Fresh 20 I am whipping up some of the finest, healthiest grub ever to grace my kitchen.
All fresh ingredients.
No processed food.
No frozen food.
If you knew me...you would know how huge this whole dairy free/cooking with zero processed foods thing is.
Ok, ok...so if you really know me...and some of you do, so I can't lie...it's equally huge that I'm cooking...period.
I hate to cook.
I do it, but it intimidates me, therefore I hate it.
This would be why I married a man with a Bachelor's degree from The Culinary Institute of America folks.
This time though, momma is cooking.
We have had major tummy issues around here.
Dairy/processed food free eating has truly changed everything.
Every time I put this food on the table, they start looking around like they are waiting for someone...I think they may be looking for the coming of Jesus.
My teenager said I should go on Chopped.
We've battled the funk recently.
Landed my youngest here with an ear infection.
Poor kid has had bad ears his whole life.
Two sets of tubes.
I love how our Pediatric office has murals of foreign countries on the wall.
Because pretending you are at the Pyramids in Egypt just makes everything better in life I guess.
I found this "Friendship Quilt" while thrifting.
I can't stop thinking about it.
Covered in squares with heartfelt messages from across the country.
Each square a different person.
A different state.
A different message of love.
Dates ranging from 1931-1932
A gift more than a year in the making.
I love that one square was from "Mother"...and it has the cutest heart on it.
I just can't get over the love and time put into this.
Did they mail it to each other till completion?
Did the recipient feel like the most loved gal in the world??
Was it a new bride??
We don't give gifts like this today.
I may just have to go back and buy it.
LIFE is a favorite family night game in our house.
My teenager especially loves to kick my tail in this game.
During a recent game, I looked down and saw this.
Couldn't help but think that Dave Ramsey would not approve of my lifestyle.
It may look like it came out of a baby diaper, but I declare, my smoothies are so dang good ya'll.
Because every little brother that has a big sister will eventually inherit her bike and get ahold of it with a can of spray paint.
He wanted "mud brown"...go figure.
A person with ADD would have been totally distracted by this little guy.
Snapping pictures with their phone and everything.
Phew...so glad that's not me.
Our church has a ministry called TFL "Tailgate For Life" (a spin in our church name).
Each Tennessee Titans home game, a large group of moms, dads, and kids head down to the parking lot before the game to serve up FREE hot dogs and burgers.
Folks are invited to grab a chair, eat, chat, or play corn hole.
If they choose they can hang around for a time of devotion...if not they can leave with full bellies.
My boys love to participate in this.
I took this picture out of my second floor bedroom window this week.
Fall has arrived in Tennessee.
How about where you are?
Are the leaves turning yet?
"My every mortal breath, is Grace and nothing less"