French Fries

I'm sorry but I just have to say it... My cooking is on fire! Seriously! Haha. No but literally. On fire. Let me explain...
About a week ago George and I were starving and i was trying to make dinner and had been slaving over it for almost two hours (usually a good indication I'll never cook that recipe again....unless it's cafe rio.... Or Indian food....anywho)... It was my first time frying fries...you know, there I was all domestic, making homemade french fries. And then all of a sudden there were flames over my oil pan... 
Well, thankfully I knew how to handle it because George tried to grab it by the handle with his bare hands and toss it in the sink... But I knew better... So first I smothered it which was fine... But then the smoke got so bad the alarm went off (most annoying alarm ever...) and so I took it outside and threw it off our balcony and into the snow....in the bushes... 
You could hear it go ssssssssss as it sizzled in the cold. Haha what a night. 
By this point I was done cooking... So we went to Wendy's for some fries. They weren't as good as my imaginary homemade fries but you know... Still good. 
We tried to salvage that poor pan... Here it is... All smelly and hopeless and ruined....

 

Time to buy a fryer....

 

Love,

Cass

To All the Wonderful Ladies in My Life

So, I have these eight sisters (a few are in-laws), a mother-in-law, and a mother. I'm not bragging, but I do have to say that they're pretty amazing. Each of them has impacted my life in so many ways. I am so grateful to have them in my life. Some sisters are older than me so it makes it easier for me to go along the path of life, watching them do the things that I might someday do. The others give me an opportunity to be that big sister that I never was. They all have been great examples to me throughout my life and I am so grateful to have mothers and sisters who I can look up to. I mean, no body's perfect, but I am glad to know these eight beautiful women to look up to. They are all amazing mothers, supportive wives, enthusiastic sisters, and enduring women who look to God when life is tough, and even when it's not. I am so lucky to have so much love and laughter in my life.

Me Momma. :D No one could ever replace her. I love her so much.

Me sistas (and my niece who is equally as amazing.)

Might I add they're wonderful dancers? hehe

My Mother in law and my sisters-in-law. :D

 

LOVE THEM ALL SO MUCH! I can say I am truly blessed.

 

A woman who was an "adopted grandma" to us while we lived in Boston passed away last November. We just found out today and I am happy to say I do have quite a few memories of her (which is awesome since I was only 4). But she was a neat lady. My awesome Beanie Baby collection is all because of her. She used to give us one when we were good. :D I wish I had kept in touch with her. She was born in Germany and then moved to Boston and my mom and her continued to write and send cards until she moved and probably got too old. But she kept all their letters and cards and that's how the kids knew to mail my mom and let her know what happened. Such a sweet story!! Her name was Sally. And she was another amazing woman in my life. There should be more Sally's in the world. :D

 

 

Now...time to eat a popsicle....I've been wanting one all day!

 

Love,

Cass

Valentines Day

Valentines Day has not always been my favorite. It's a day of gushy X's and O's and couples holding hands. Dinner is supposed to be perfect that night, loved ones exchanging gifts over candlelight blah blah blah. Haha I didn't like Valentines Day until I got married. Perhaps because I was jealous of everyone having someone that cared about to share it with. Or maybe it was because I was jealous of all the girls who were getting free dinner?? Either way. :)

While growing up my dad would buy us girls flowers every year. He never missed a year as far back as I can remember. It was so cute. :)

Last year was mine and George's first Valentines Day and it ended with me bawling my eyes out and eating macaroni off the floor. Haha it's all very hilarious to us both now. But at the time it all seemed so important.

This year I fell into the ga-ga-eyed trap once again.

X expecting flowers, a night out, a beautiful gift, and romance. Well, George and I had been saving to go out for some time and had the place all picked out. I was crushed back into reality when he forgot time after time to make the reservations and everything from here to barconckoma was booked out.

It may seem that I am setting my husband up for a put down. But bare with me here...

We had rearranged that we would get Indian food take out and have a quiet candlelight dinner at home and watch The Lucky One with Martelle's and cheesecake for the topper. I was satisfied with this and actually more excited than I was about going to The Melting Pot. Because it meant a night of George all to myself. A night I wouldn't have to be jealous of his homework for all the attention it was getting... Haha

But he surprised me. And this is how I know he knows me so well. On Valentines Day he called me and said, "I arranged it and were going out to Maddox. I figured you'd want to get all cute and go out instead." He surprised me wih flowers. An orange, red, and blue rose. Orange because it's his favorite color, red because it's symbolizes love, and white because it's my favorite. ^^

He done good, ladies. He done good. Haha

A lot of people have told me that it shouldn't matter what day you celebrate your love on and that it's just a greeting card holiday blah blah blah. But to me it's more than that. It's a day that reminds you of the love you have for others and the love you should have for those you may not. It reminds me to remember more often how much I love my spouse and how much he means to me. I don't need a holiday to have a candlelight dinner, but setting aside that day, I think helps us slow down and think about others and how much we love them.

Happy Valentines Day. :)