Day 51

The cupcake assembly line.

Day 50

The local playground.

Day 49

My favorite being in the whole world.

Day 48

My winter clothes worn while I shoveled the driveway drying by the heating register. I don't know if they are wet from the snow or my sweat.

Day 47

364 days of Catholic guilt. 1 day where it is okay to have dinner covered in maple syrup. Definitely worth it.

Happy Pancake Day!

Day 46

We made it to mid-February before a mancold hit us.

Day 45

My husband is a lot more sappy than I am. I hate this holiday.

Day 44

Letting me know he is ready for a treat.

Day 43

I spent the morning checking out the refrigeration equipment at a liquor store. It is a hard job, but someone has to do it.

Day 42

Dinner sucked, but dessert is looking up.

Day 41

A coworker dealing with stress.

Day 40

AHHH! It was 8:30 and I hadn't even started dinner. AND it is only Tuesday. By Thursday we will be eating at midnight.

Day 39

Nothing gives me greater pleasure than a stack of clean, folded laundry. Yes I live in the suburbs. Why do you ask?

Day 38

My favorite thing after a party is checking out what people left behind. This was all that was left after last night's gathering. Sophie!

This is not helping my mid-life crisis at all!

Day 37

Saturday nights have changed at the Kelly residence.

Terri's Spencer, Laura's Evan, and Romy's Ben.

Day 36

Seems fitting that my pasta maker was made in Italy.

Day 35

Will this week ever end?

Day 34

As you can see, there is no thread on this button. This is on my ever growing to do list.

Day 33

I am ready for any baking emergency.

Day 32

This is my favorite flower pot. If only I had a green thumb.