The most wonderful time of the year

I'm heading out in the morning to go riding with the girls. We've been taking this fall riding trip for several years now. I can't really relay to you how wonderful it really is. This year we are heading to Alabama for the first time, to a place called Seven Springs. There's even a saloon in a cave there. Pretty fancy for us... Anyway, I'll miss my wild ones and Suge too, but there's nothing like a few days away with the girls (oh yeah, and nature). Maybe I'll take some pictures. Until then, here's a few of my sweet ones~ I love the one of them together because you can see how caring he is. Wow! Who knew he'd be such a good Big Brother? Happy Fall Y'all!

Soccer Mania

Never say never.

It happened to me.

I said,

"My kids will never play soccer."

Well, guess where I have to be in the morning...

you got it--the soccer field and

I LOVE IT!

Wildman loves it too.

Who knew I'd be a

soccer Mom too?

Tennis any one?

I spent the majority of my Labor Day watching tennis. Or so it felt like. It can last forever. Longer than any football or basketball game (not basketball season mind you). Suge loves to watch it on t.v. and I have to say that I don't really mind watching it.

So WHY for goodness sakes can I not figure out how they score it. I did take tennis as a PE in college. Now, the amount of classes I actually showed up to, you can count on one hand. But if you know me, or anything about me, you know that I am pretty knowledgeable when it comes to sports. I know most of the rules of football, basketball, baseball and some rules for figure skating...

So why is it that I can't figure tennis out? Is my mind too tired? Too full? I think Suge has even explained it to me once before.

I give up.

I guess I have to admit that I watch it for their outfits, grunts, legs, and the little guys/gals that run so quickly to retrieve the balls.

30 Love.

Mama Stone

Let's Rest...

Rest time is not wasted time. It is economy to gather fresh strength...It is wisdom to take occasional furlough. In the long run, we shall do more by sometimes doing less. -C.H. Spurgeon

Garden Harvest

Lately we've been eating out of the garden. Not our garden mind you. But plenty of people like to share their bounty- I think sometimes gardens get overwhelming and gardeners don't know what to do with it all, and that folks is what I count on. I was surfing around today and found this recipe on www.twopeasandtheirpod.com . I know zucchini is one thing gardeners always have plenty of, and one thing we are always looking for recipes for...

Baked Zucchini Fries
Ingredients:
3 medium zucchini, sliced into skinny sticks
2 large egg whites, beaten
1/2 cup whole wheat bread crumbs (we make our own)
2 T grated Parmesan cheese
1/4 tsp dried basil
Pinch of dried oregano
1/4 tsp garlic powder
Salt and pepper, to taste

Directions:
Preheat oven to 425°. Spray a baking sheet with cooking spray. Set aside.
In a small bowl, beat egg whites with a fork until frothy.
Put the breadcrumbs, basil, oregano, garlic powder and cheese on a plate-I used a pie tin. Mix well.
Dip the zucchini sticks in the egg whites and then into the bread crumb mixture, make sure all sides get coated well. Place the sticks on the prepared baking sheet. I did the sticks one by one.
Bake at 425° for about 20 minutes or until golden brown and a little crispy. I turned over the fries half way through. Serve warm. We like to dip ours in marinara sauce.

I can't wait to try it! I like anything w/ fries in the name.

xoxo.

Oh...

the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person,

having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words,

but pouring them all right out...

chaff and grain together;

certain that a faithful hand will...

sift them,

keep what is worth keeping,

and then with the breath of kindness blow the rest away.

-Dinah Maria Craik

Isn't it romantic?

Do you and your sweetie have a special place? A restaurant? A park? A place that makes you feel romantic just being there? Well, my Suge and I do. We haven't been there together in a few years. 5 to be exact. Suge's 30th birthday, the very same weekend I found out I was pregnant with Wildman! Just the thought of the special times we've spent there brings a smile to my face.

Thank goodness we are making it back there this weekend. Thank goodness for fantastic Grandparents. And thank God for my Suge.