HAPPY NEW YEAR!!! (FINALLY)

I'm praying that next year is better than the last...it's gotta be, right? Hope you and yours are safe and sound.
Happy New Year!

p.s. - photo by my bestest...kelliehalesphotography.com i picked a "grandma would like this one" but there are some great ones this year. seriously. no one can capture my kids like she can... i have the FUNNIEST pictures especially of rosey :)

I'm slowly coming back...

ok, so maybe i feel like writing again. that's got to be a good sign right??? we'll see. maybe i'll even post some random pictures!

Me

I am going away for awhile. Not really away...just away from this blog. I am going to find myself. The real me has been away too long, and I am finally going to find her. (No, I haven't lost my mind...I've finally come to my senses.) I got lost a while ago. I feel bits and pieces of the me I love trying to surface and it feels like bubbles inside of me. They make me want to giggle out loud. I can't wait to find the whole me, again. Good things are coming, I can feel it. Don't worry about me while I am gone. I will be okay. I always am :)
~Love, Amy

I LOVE ROSES!

NEW IN THE SHOP!!! It's never too early to start shopping for Mother's Day :)

Dear Spring,

Try harder. I could really use a little more sunshine and flowers.
Can't wait to see you.
Love,
~Amy

Happy Valentine's Day!!!

Traditions.....

Little House on the Prairie. LOVE, LOVE, LOVE. Every winter I read my boxed set of Little House books. They are well loved, they are bent, wrinkled, (yes, my only vacation is reading in the bathtub until wee hours!) and stained with Mountain Dew. I still love them. They are so descriptive you can just smell the corn cakes, and hear the rain drops. Parts of these books still bring tears to my eyes.
Yesterday, I gave my beloved Little House in the Big Woods to MiaLeigh to read. I tried patiently to explain why I love these books. In an age of cell phones and computers, I constantly wish for their simple life. Life was hard, but people knew how to work hard using their own hands. Family came first, always. There was no choice but to have meals around the table, and everyone was greatful for whatever food was placed in front of them. People were proud of everything they had. (Most of it was handmade.) Kids knew how to entertain themselves outside in the sunshine. Mama's created beautiful handmade quilts and dresses, and handknit socks, all filled with love because they were meant to keep her precious family warm. Shoes were only a necessity special occasions. Oh, I really do think I was born in the wrong time...

Dear Winter,

It's never been a huge secret that we aren't friends. I mean, you're nice and all for the people who enjoy the skiing, cold, slipping on the ice, and scarves, I guess. Over the years we've had an understanding. I stay home, and you continue to drop that nasty white stuff to cover the dead grass. So please understand my next comment really comes from a good place. What the HELL happened? Are you ill? Smog, really??? Just smog? I know it's pretty bad air when it hits me clear up here on the mountain. I'm pretty sure I'd rather the nasty white stuff. I know it stings to hear that you are slacking, but I have every confidence that you can do it. Please believe me...it hurts me more than you to say this. Just do it. Bl0w in a nasty winter storm to clear away the air crap so I can get on with my sinus-infected life. Please. Remember you have my respect, just not my love.
~Amy

Hey, I'm a celebrity!!!

Just kidding. Really. I gave an interview to the Weber State University Signpost. I originally thought that it was just going to be a one-liner in an article about the internet. Well, I actually got my own article :) Go and read it here, it made me feel famous for a day! Sad, really sad!