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Y’all. I am so over winter. I just can’t hang with these frigid temperatures, ridiculously cold winds, and days on end at home. I truly believe I have a mild case of seasonal affective disorder. Right now, spring seems but a distant dream.



I just can’t hang with this foolishness. I miss the sun. I miss going outside with my kids (I NEVER thought I’d say that; I’m what you call “indoorsy”). I miss walking out to my car and not having to basically shove tissues up my nose to stop all the running!



I want to take family walks in the neighborhood without the fear of my kids getting hypothermia. I want my hair to stop being so freaking static-y because the air is so dry. And I want to not have to wear layers upon layers of clothing just to walk to the mailbox!

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However, don’t–as the kids say–“get it twisted”, though. I am in NO WAY ready for the triple-digit-hotter-than-the-surface-of-the-sun-humidity that is an Oklahoma summer. But dang, man. Is a 70-75 degree day too much to ask?




Until then, I’ll just be over here price-checking flights to the Bahamas.

Try It Tuesday

Remember when the cold went away and we all rejoiced? Yeah. That was great.

Enter: this week. Its cold. Its gray. I. HATE. IT.

The only saving grace about this dreary weather is today’s Try it Tuesday! Its warm, its yummy, and it makes being cooped up inside totes worth it.


Ooooohhhh yeeeeaahhhh! (Full disclosure: my sister made the monkey bread. And it was AWESOME!)

Here’s what you need:

24 frozen Rhodes Rolls

1 cup brown sugar

1 box of butterscotch Jell-O pudding (not the instant!)

1/4 cup white sugar

1 tsp cinnamon

1 stick butter


First, Bridget sprayed a bundt pan with Pam and dropped all the rolls inside.

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Then, she mixed the brown sugar and pudding mix together and sprinkled it over the frozen rolls.

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Then, she added the white sugar and cinnamon on top of that, as well as the melted stick of butter.

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She let the rolls rise (a few hours) and then baked the monkey bread at 350 for 30 minutes.

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GUYS. This was SO. STINKING. GOOD. The only thing that could have made it better was if I remembered to make coffee with it. I didn’t get a chance to take a picture after it was finished baking because it was eaten THAT fast! We are DEFINITELY trying this again!



Wacky Weather Wednesday

Remember two months ago when a giant gerbil told us all that there would be an early spring?

Yeah, that little liar was wrong.

lying groundhog

Why the anger you ask? Oh, probably because it was 80 degrees yesterday and today, it looks like this outside:

Tree in El Reno, OK.

Tree in El Reno, OK.

I am SO sick of this. Yesterday we were also under a tornado watch/warning!

Probably both.

Probably both.

I’m ready for warm weather: capris, short sleeves, sitting outside with a glass of iced tea. Some out-of-staters may not understand Oklahoma and think us Okies are just exaggerating when we talk about how crazy our weather is. I think this speaks for itself:

Do you see the difference a day makes?!

Do you see the difference a day makes?!

I swear. I guess its time to just suck it up and deal with it…Winter is here to stay.

And will probably stay here until June.

And will probably stay here until June.



Hug a Tree?

Climate change.

Global warming.



If you’re like me, you hate buzzwords like these. They’re annoying and used waaaayy too much. When I hear someone utter these words, I automatically shut down. It’s like talking to a Music Snob. The other person seems incredibly pretentious and makes you feel like you’re constantly watching that commercial with the crying Indian.

I used to think that people who were all about saving the environment were nut jobs; the same people that thought they’d get to ride a comet because they donned identical Nikes, and those that drank the Kool-Aid down in Jonestown. Now, however, I’m not as judgmental.

Don’t get me wrong, the folks that live in houses made of plastic bottles and drop a deuce in a compost heap still make me cringe, but I feel like I better understand where they’re coming from.

Since Katrina, I’ve noticed a lot of strange weather happening. There was the earthquake and subsequent tsunami in Haiti. Then another off the coast of Japan. Hurricane Sandy practically destroyed the East Coast, and there was a freaking tornado in ITALY!

Now, I’m not a scientist or anything so I don’t know why all of these crazy weather events are taking place, but I can’t help but feel like maybe we should all do a little more to help the environment. I know we can’t stop things from happening, but maybe if we took better care of what we have, it wouldn’t be reacting so violently.

Even if it’s just as small as using reusable shopping bags rather than those plastic or paper bags. (And seriously, it reusable ones are SO much easier to carry up a flight of stairs to my apartment! Plus, most of them I got for free!)

Some may think that I’m getting into a hippy-dippy, New Age way of thinking with my belief that we should help the Earth.

I’m not.

I’m actually feeling this conviction because of my faith in God.

If someone you love gives you a gift, you want to make sure you take care of it, right? You want to keep it safe and protected and not let it get dirty or messed up. You do this because you want it to last a long time and show the gift-giver that you’ve valued what they gave you.

The same goes with the planet.

God created the world and everything in it. He made it for man and woman to cultivate and take care of. He didn’t give this to us so that we could dirty it up and destroy it. He wants us to value it; to keep it clean and protected.

He also created us to love him and care for other people’s souls as well.

So, maybe drive your Prius as you go downtown to pass out blankets to the homeless this winter or use your reusable bags to buy groceries for a needy family. Take care of the planet and its people.

Weird Weather

Hurricane Sandy.

A blizzard in West Virginia.

Weird weather is making the Northeast its biotch this month and I don’t care for it. (Stay safe Aberdeen peeps!) Here in Oklahoma, we have our fair share of inclement crap-your-pants-scary weather. And normally, it’s all year round.

As far back as I can remember, Oklahoma has always been the place where the weather shiz seems to always hit the fan. When I was about six or seven, I remember leaving not being able to trick-or-treat because of rain. My parents took us to a church that was having a Fall Festival. We stayed for maybe an hour or two.

On the drive home, I remember getting scared that water was going to seep into our Aerostar. In the short amount of time that we were getting candy, the rain had flooded our streets. I can still see in my memory a man walking wading down the street, the water to his waist!

I’m not much of a believer in global warming, but over the past decade, we’ve seen some crazy things here in the SoonerState that it, at times, unexplainable. Here’s the proof:

May 3, 1999

I was in eighth grade in 1999. My mom, dad, and sister were at a National Honors Society event and my other sister was away at college at OBU. I was home alone. The storm clouds were rolling in, but I thought nothing of it. I opened the window on the screen door and turned on the TV. In a matter of minutes, (and sans severe weather tie) Mike Morgan said the seemingly calm rain storm had magnified into an earth-shattering wave of tornadic activity. The sky went a greenish-black and I thought I was going to pee myself. You have to remember, this was a time before cell phones were mainstream, so only the super rich had them. I had no way of contacting my family to know what to do. We lived in an area that wasn’t ever really affected by tornados. Finally, my family came home and we decided to go to our friends’ house five blocks over because they had a storm shelter. It took us about twenty minutes to get there.

After white knuckling it and getting to safety, we waited out the storm. The next morning, I was shocked when I saw our neighborhood. The massive pine tree in my neighbor’s yard had literally been uprooted and was lying in the middle of the street. And, what’s worse, nearly every neighborhood in Moore looked like this:

Moore, OK on May 4, 1999

Thousands of people were without homes. My aunt and uncle were a part of that. I can’t imagine how it must’ve felt. The video below is absolutely nail biting. The music doesn’t help. But hearing David Payne say: “I’m too close, I’m too close!” is terrifying. If you live in Oklahoma, you know that he survived and is still out chasing storms. But, looking back, it’s like watching a scary movie; Is he going to make it?!


Christmas Eve Blizzard of 2009

Ah, Christmas. My favorite holiday. This particular Christmas was very important to me. It was my first Christmas with my then-boyfriend, now-husband. I couldn’t wait to share my family’s traditions with him. When the snow started in the afternoon, everyone thought: “Aw, how pretty!”

By 3:00, everyone thought: “HOLY CRAP, WE’RE GONNA DIE!”

A car stuck in the six feet of snow, piled up along the roadway.

The snow was relentless. Roads were closed, candlelight services were cancelled, and the power went out soon after. My sister, mom, dad, and I were stuck in the house with no power on Christmas Eve. It was (literally) freezing inside the house. Luckily, my mother had a cast iron skillet, so we were able to make chili cheese dip in the fireplace four our Christmas Eve supper. Unluckily, we all had to sleep in the living room so we could be close to the fire. I say unluckily because my father snores sounds like he’s choking on his tongue while he sleeps. My sister and I got no sleep (Mom’s used to it) and woke up to still no electricity. Thankfully, Future Hubs’ Jeep is four-wheel drive, so he was able to rescue me and take me to his parents’ house for Christmas breakfast. At noon, my mom texted to tell me the electricity was FINALLY back on. That is one Christmas I will not forget!

Thunder Snow!

In January 2001, there was yet another big snow storm. It wasn’t as bad as the one in 2009, but it was memorable. Why, you ask? Because a new word was added to the Okie-vernacular…Thunder Snow.

What is thunder snow? Its just that: thunder when its snowing. When I first heard Mike Morgan say it, I thought, “That guy is ridiculous.” But turns out, it really is a real thing!