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Sunday, May 21, 2017

Moo Blue

I wasn't trying to mean mug in this pic. Husband started taking photos before I was ready.

I don't talk much about my kids or parenting on here but I gotta share this parenting horror story (in between outfit photos, of course):

At church this morning Cedar started crying about something and Husband took her out to quiet her down. River freaked out that his daddy left and followed after him and I let him, trusting he would just go find him standing right at the door.
Cedar comes back in running and giggling aaaaall the way down the aisle to the pulpit with River chasing after her to stop her and Husband chasing after him.

So all four of us had to do the walk of shame back down the aisle and out of the sanctuary where both children began to cry uncontrollably. 

We calmed them down and every time we tried to go back in River would begin to SCREAM bloody murder.  Not crying. SCREAMING. This happened about four times.

The final straw was when Husband got up to help with communion and River lost his dadgummed mind and started SCREAMING some more.

 I gave up and took him into a side room, where I closed the door, looked out the window and began to cry from pure frustration.... AND I ruined my makeup.
It looked really good too. :( 

What was wrong with my kids this morning?

Heck, I dunno. Whatever is was, perhaps I should have called for a young priest and an old priest and about a gallon of holy water.

Anyways, I'm wearing another sari wrap skirt. I loooooove them. This time I went sans underslip and made sure to stay out of the wind. I was in a bit of a hurry to get these pics and had to wrap it up early because my son was inside the truck KICKING THE WINDOW (seriously WTF is wrong with my kid?!). 

The details we didn't get to capture are:
The pretty pattern of my robe jacket kimono thingy (found at Walmart!).
The eyelets and crochet details of my blouse (hand me down).
My awesome necklace (Walmart too!) and the stunning trim on the skirt.
Use your imagination? Zoom in??

Cedar is wearing a new-to-her dress recently thrifted by her granny, a hand-me-down cardigan, a hair clip I made from my old Etsy stock long before she was born and a wooden cow brooch I got for $0.25 at a local vintage shop. Her daddy put it on her <3 . Barely seen, her little yellow bloomers (diaper cover) were handmade by her granny and have pink dragonflies on them. Werk it! 

Kinda weird, the placement of those circles. I just noticed that. Now I can't unsee it.
Oh, well. 

Was your Sunday morning better or worse than mine?

Tuesday, May 9, 2017

fleas in my wine

Yesterday was me and the husband's 7th wedding anniversary so this weekend we mini-celebrated by doing a little thrifting, hitting up a wine festival and then having some crawfish at his sister's.

We brought the kiddo with us since it was a rather casual outing.
First, we hit up a sidewalk sale going on outside a giant flea market. It was pretty lame. The advertisements promised vendors, food trucks, door prizes and cupcakes but, meh. Maybe the cupcakes and prizes were indoors because all we saw were a handful of vendors with unmarked overpriced stuff and a sno-cone truck. 

Visiting the sale wasn't a total waste. I got to play with a lasso, bought some good quality bongos for $12 and got to watch a lady making a rag rug.

Moving on the the wine festival...

This guy above gets the "best dressed" award from me and he gets bonus points for matching one of the vendors.

The husband was super cranky from some severe allergy issues he was having and wasn't doing a good job of concealing his grumpiness. We had a bizarre and unnecessary argument in the car about parking before the festival so my mood was a little funky. I didn't really get to take my time and enjoy the festival the way I wanted to. I was hoping to make a day of it but I think we were there maybe an hour before we moved on. We didn't even go into the wine garden.

The festival was decent though. Good music, good food and all that but it had same vendors as the two years before.  Not a major complaint - it just would have been nice to see something different.

Given my husband's mood, asking for pics was a rather unpleasant experience but, oh well. 
I got the pics, didn't I?

Wrapping up the evening with crawfish at my sister-in-law's place.

10-lbs of crawfish for all of us was nowhere close to being enough to fill up on, but it was so spicy there's was no way I could have even taken in more without my lips catching on fire.
Our eyes and noses were watering from the spices but boy, oh, boy it was yummy.

In case you're not familiar with it; gathering around and sharing crawfish with friends and family is a Southern tradition that promotes fellowship, happiness, beer consumption, spicy gluttony and food comas.

{Popsicle faces}

We wrapped up the night with popsicles for the kids, mosquitoes and beer. 
The end!

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

Faire thee well and all that jazz

Last weekend, me and the fam traveled to Kilgore, TX to visit Avalon Faire.
Even though the forecast only predicted cloudy skies and cool temperatures, as we got closer to the faire, the forecast rapidly began to change. When we got to the faire, it began to thunder a lightning a little so we left to wait out the storm at a nearby barbecue joint. 

Service was outrageously slow, the menu and ordering process was horribly confusing and the three ladies in line in front of me talked about me as if I were deaf. Instead of  complimenting me or asking for a photo like most decent humans do, they preceded to carry on a convo about me as I just stood and smiled at them wondering if they were ever going to talk to me directly.

We left before even placing our order.
Bad vibes.

When we got back to the fairgrounds, it seemed as if the storm was moving away so we got out to put the rest of our garb on. 
DUMP! Here comes the rain.
We sat in the car and waited. 
The husband was talking of leaving but I was having no such thing.

When the rain let up I begged the ticket-taker to give us a rainy-day discount since we might have to turn around and leave at any minute and she did.

The canopy we put of over the kid's wagon broke and then the wagon broke shortly after that so we bought a couple nylon parasols. The parasols weren't waterproof but much better than rice paper! The kids did amazingly well considering this was their first festival sans containment of some sort.

And all of this to say:
It was raining off and on so I left my camera in the car and took bad photos with my phone.
The end!

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

yellow belly

It's my 32nd birthday today.
I don't have anything special or funny to say about that. It's just a fact.
I'm 32 today.
I treated myself to a giant massive cheeseburger for lunch and now all I want to do is drink a beer and take a nap. Meh, can't do that, though. I got two kids to keep alive so maybe daddy will let me take a little naparooni when he gets home.
I think I deserve it.
Here are some pics from Easter Sunday.


Cedar is sporting her first blogger freebie: a fair trade, handmade dress from Ghana provided by Wild Dill (see her "modeling" here at Wild Dill). River is wearing a proper preppy outfit fresh from Ross Dress for Less for $11.99. 

Dad's new Easter shirt is also from Ross and I'm wearing another silky sari magic wrap skirt and hand-me-down top. I wasn't a fan of my outfit, I put it together to coordinate with Cedar's outfit but we didn't even take family pics, so oh well!

Friday, April 14, 2017

The Downtown Shuffle

Allo! Allo! I started this post Sunday and got super sidetracked. Can't you tell? It's Friday now.

These photos are from a food festival we went to downtown Saturday. 
The first festival we went to many months ago only had like five food vendors that were spread out all over a large parking lot. It was poop. This time were were about 20 vendors, bounce houses and other goodies.
The festival gets better every time they put it on and that excites me.

There wasn't much diversity in the food choices, though - just your typical American fair food faves, Southern fried stuff and Mexican. Lots and lots of Mexican. I settled on a couple chorizo tacos and took home a crawfish po' boy (a cajun sandwich) and a meat pie to eat later.

Ok, so I'm sure you're wondering what's with the Daniella duds at a food festival.
Well, me and the rest of the fair crew like to visit local festivals to promote the faire and this time the directors thought it'd be cool to dress up in our garb and "invade" the upcoming food festival.

I was already planning to take my family to the fest so I figured, meh, might as well dress up while I'm at it.

Only four of us showed up, me, new faire owner Aly (to the left),  faire co-owner Brain (to the right) and new cast edition Natalie (center). We posed for photos, interacted with the festival-goers, handed out promo cards and all that jazz. 

Next to the festival, an ooooold building was open for tours. The building used to be a hardware store at some point and they are planning to turn it into apartments and office space which will be awesome. (I'm not sure who THEY are by the way).

Our downtown is just plumb awful. Full of empty buildings that have a lot of potential, not much to do there. A few retail shops, a couple of "museums" a couple bars and restaurants.... that's about it. BUT! One big 'but', though!
A LOT of effort has been going into reviving it recently. It's just going to take some time.

And here's a cool photo I took of the crew in the building. 

Soooo.... what's up with you guys lately?
Well, I guess I'll find out soon enough when I go check out your blawgs! 

Sunday, April 2, 2017

pretty pretty princess

It's raining a lot outside, so here are some terrible indoor photos.

A few weeks ago I bought a 5-pack of magic wrap skirts for about $30 and they finally came in!  In case you're not familiar with them, magic wrap skirts are made from old saris in India and you can style them to be worn as a skirt or dress. No two are the same, they're a one-size-fits-most garment and it should wrap around you twice but I got like a one and a sixteenth wrap out of it.
I'm fat. 

As it's been a rather blustery day, an underslip was a must.
I hate underslips with all my heart and soul, though.
They stick to me and they don't breath so I don't wear them no matter how thin my skirt is. My mother raised me like a right proper lady, so growing up, slips were absolutely mandatory no matter how thick or long the skirt was.
 When I was grown and married, one scorching hot Texas summer day I thought to myself,  "Hang, on! I don't have to do what my mom says any more! I'm grown! Bye underslips!"

But today was the exception. Leg and panty exposure aren't really favored in or around church...

I bought a magic wrap skirt many years ago when I first started belly dancing. I've never thought to wear it for anything other than costuming. When I saw 5 for $30 my plan was to keep a couple and sell the rest off but I love them all!!! I think I shall keep them.

Oh, in case you were wondering: the TV on my right is our homemade kid monitoring system. We hooked up a plain jane security camera in the kid's playroom next door and hooked it up to a small TV that sits right next to my work space. No fancy baby monitors, no weird smart phone hookups. Just a cheap camera, a wire and a TV we found in an abandoned trailer. 
Welcome to my cheapskate parenting world!

So what are you party people up to?

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