A recap, a recipe & ridiculous rambling

You Can Do Anything

Someone discovered they have about 5 different jobs.

Someone also discovered that they try to be superwoman.

I would be said someone.

(I was tagged in the above photo on Facebook, so I haven’t the slightest how to cite it)

Job 1 requires me to properly get up on time, force myself to wear something besides sweats, and arrive at the workplace in an efficient manner 20 hours out of each week.

Job 2 requires the ongoing coordination of dishes: enter the dishwasher, go to your home, enter the dishwasher, now go to your home, the insane amount of laundry produced by only two people, the nightly dinner, the meal planning, the grocery shopping, the weekly sheets changing routine I despise, the nearly daily vacuuming/swiffering that comes with owning a shedding dog, the dusting, the plant watering, the….oh, you know, all the household chores!

{disclaimer: my husband doesn’t expect these things, and he is gracious and helpful when asked, but I’m a neat freak and I need everything spic & span before beginning a new week. Or before bedtime for that matter. }

I’m thinking Job 3 is quite similar to parenting a toddler, except it’s co-parenting this little diva.

She’s precious. She’s well-mannered. She’s super smart.


There are a multitude of reasons why I ditched a well paid job in corporate insurance and
instead chose to work part time at our church, but let me just say for the
record that Lucy factored right into that decision. She wasn’t “the” factor, but she was in fact, “a” factor. There. I said it. The priss can’t be left for longer than 5 hours a day. I mean she can, but Lord help us she would be the  most miserable and sad pup on the planet. When they say Cavalier King Charles  Spaniels are true companion dogs, they’re not joking around.

It was get a part time job, or get a job where she can go to work with me.

Which brings me to Job 4 which is my desire to get this etsy shop, blog hop, hip
happening social media world ball moving. And moving at a much faster pace than
I have in the past. The debut line of reversible, embroidered Valentine’s Day
Mommy & Me aprons have been photographed and are just in the waiting stages
of getting my hands on the photos from the photographer. I’m already
pre-planning for St. Patty’s Day and Easter. It’s some exciting stuff, I tell you.

And finally, Job 5 which is simply to maintain my sanity and have a life outside of my
job(s), husband, and dog.

I could potentially put being a wife as Job 6, but something about calling my marriage
a “job” seems pretty insignificant but doesn’t discount the fact that
there are times when my duty as his wife, and the demands of his job begin to
feel a little like a job. I mean hello, I had an itinerary for the National
Championship game weekend. With dress codes!

Speaking of husband, we had our first real argument this weekend. You know, the kind where someone (or everyone) shouts, someone might cry, and you both feel awful afterwards.  Ironically, it wasn’t about anything mentioned above which is why I said this post was “rambling”.  And while arguements were bound to  happen-we’ll have been married 2 years this June- it still sucked. (my mother taught me never to say something “sucks” but it did, sorry mom).

It was completely stupid and actually quite humorous afterwards.

In attempt to make amends, he got around to switching out the bathtub fixtures, and I
whipped this up:

Paula Deen  Shrimp & Grits

Who can stay mad when there’s Shrimp & Grits to be devoured? Neither of us.



1 cup quick-cooking grits
(not instant)

2 tbsp olive oil

1/2 cup chopped tasso ham

2 tbsp chopped yellow onion

2 tbsp chopped green bell pepper

20 medium to large shrimp, peeled and deveined

2 tbsp white wine

1 cup heavy cream

1 scallion, chopped, for garnish


Cook grits according to package directions; set aside and keep warm.

Heat oil in a large skillet over medium-high heat. Add tasso and saute until crisp. Add diced vegetables and saute until onions are translucent. Add shrimp and saute for 30 to 45 seconds, or until pink. Remove from the pan and set aside. Deglaze the pan with a little white wine. Slowly add the cream and let reduce until thickened. Season with salt and pepper, to taste.

Line plate with the shrimp along the edges, then divide grits among 2 serving plates. Pour sauce over the grits and top with green onions.

My addition includes:

With the remaining white wine in hand, sit back and wonder what on earth you had the argument for in the first place and vow that you won’t argue over stupid things, but know that it’ll probably happen again someday.

Such is life.

Anybody do anything fun this weekend??

BCS Weekend Wrap-up


This time last weekend, the husband and I were in New Orleans with giddy laughter and National Championship chatter. This weekend, I’m finally rid of my sore loser attitude and comfortable with talking about how much fun we had regardless of the outcome.

The outcome? I don’t want to talk about that. There are people who have talked non-stop about the outcome, and to them I say “let. it. go”.  You can be mad at the outcome. You can be mad at the coach. You can even be mad at the team. But you cannot, cannot, cannot be mad at the season and success they achieved until that moment.

There. I vented.

Back to the pre-game weekend.

 I’m realizing that as an Athletic Department wife:  You will be invited to events that will likely have you snockered by noon in order to keep you from realizing that the husbands are stressed out and working thier tushies off and don’t have time to take you shopping.

The Official Party French Quarter Parade was one of those events.

It began with boas, cocktails and piano playing at Pat O Briens.

To keep the wives from fighting over craft supplies or with one another, while the LSU wives were inside with cocktails, the Alabama wives were outside decorating parasols for the parade.

Whoa, did I just say “craft supplies”?! I had no idea that we’d have craft time, and boy was I like a little kid in a candy store. I just wish I had brought my own supplies & cordless hot glue gun.

I rocked it with the supplies that were provided.

If you live in Baton Rouge, you’ll be seeing this photo again soon. I was contacted by 225 Magazine for permission to use it and to identify the ladies in it.

Robin, Me, Gail & Jill with our party masks.

Thanks Gail, for securing me one with pink!

We marched down Bourbon Street to our lunch location at Arnauds.

What I really needed was a nap at this point, but the Saints were playing so I needed to change clothes and head back downtown.

Even though we were supporting the Saints, there was no mistaking that the LSU Tigers were in town.

My sparkles don’t stop with the Tigers, they extend to the Saints too.

The LSU band on the field for pre-game. See? They were everywhere!

The next morning I was up with the chickens again for another wives’ function. On this day, we were touring homes on historic St. Charles Avenue.

Rather than inundate you with a plethora of photos, I’ve chosen my highlights from each house.

Home Number 1:

While the original Marie Antoinette bed is cool, it’s also a little freaky. I found myself saying “off with her head” from time to time.

Nearly every room had it’s own collection of vintage books. I tried and tried to find a copy of Jane Eyre, but I didn’t spot one.

The bright blue Bentley arrived just the day before as a birthday present for the owner’s fiance. I was jelly. So I posed in front of it.

Home Number 2:

I loved every single thing about this house. Old exterior, modern interior with personal touches throughout.

I particularly liked this piece on the living room wall. Scraps of paper (children’s school papers, love letters, newspaper clippings etc) hung from the vine. Creative, and down right fabulous.

I was also a fan of the closet belonging to the lady of the house.

A little office space in the center.

A vanity to the right.

And organization to the left.

If I were a fashion blogger, I would like my “work” space to look just like this.

You know what’s next…..another lunch.

On this day, we headed to Antoines and it was incredible.

The weather was unusually warm, so a few of us went shopping for some cooler options for game day.

I wish I could say I took a nap at this point.

But I didn’t.

I changed clothes again, and headed to the Championship Gala.

I didn’t want to haul around the camera to the black tie optional event, but I really wish I would have now.

So you’ll have to be content with my photos of the photos that were taken.

Here we are with the trophy we didn’t win. {sigh}

I am incredibly fortunate to have a great group of wives that understand and support one another during the championship madness.

And just as my head hit the pillow, it was up and at em’ for game day!!!

I don’t know about you, but I’m already counting down until next year!

See ya in Miami? I sure hope so!

As always, GEAUX TIGERS!


13 down, and 1 to GEAUX

LSU Post 1

It’s an incredibly exciting time around these parts!

It’s finally time to head to New Orleans and cheer on the LSU Tigers as they attempt to add the icing on top an undefeated slice of cake that was the 2011 season.

Did I mention it’s an incredibly exciting time??

Too bad it means they’ll have to beat Alabama. Again.

Luckily, I have packed my Beat Bama button. Again.

Speaking of packing, my suitcase looks like a giant can of glitter blew up inside of it.

My motto this weekend is “Sparkle Baby”!

You know, like they scream on Toddlers & Tiaras.

I figure if I bring the sparkle, they can bring the game faces & luck.

We’ll arrive tonight in New Orleans and will have a whirlwind of activities all weekend.

One day I’ll change clothes 3 different times. Yep, 3 different times.

Good thing I’ll have lots of fun “What I Wore” content/posts for future linkup parties.

So, if you didn’t score a golden ticket to the biggest game in college history (or at least this year) and you want to see how a girly girl does football, make sure to watch the blog, or follow me on Facebook and Twitter. I’ll be bringing you lots of sparkly updates!

And as always, GEAUX TIGERS!!!