Sweetness.

Oh the hearwrenching cuteness of my pup. This is sweet baby Bubba this morning. His dad is away on a job working ( day 39..ahhhh) and he is sorely missing some man time. As much as he loves long walks with mom...way too much Kardashian t.v time...and red wine chats with his lonley madre'..he ( and I) are sure ready to have him back home. siiiiigh.

Cookie Therapy.

I put my Suzy homemaker panties on yesterday. Yep. A real domestic diva. I love to cook...all day. But a baker I am not. They say you either cook..or you bake. I have found that to be pretty darn true. Now I do believe that every gal should be able to whip up a little something now and again for special occasions..But I can assure, the hub better not expect cakes and pies upon his arrival home. A pork roast...or gratin' yes...but sweets...not so much.

However...my darling aunt has an undeniable sweet tooth. She is the type to order her dessert first...and end a meal on appetizers:) So for our family dinner night, dessert was a must! There is nothing like good 'ol chocolate chip cookies. From scratch my friends; there is nothing like it. The alluring aroma of those ooey-gooey chocolate chips...and sweet silky batter is enough to entrance the best of 'em.

I found the entire process to be therapeutic. While I usually don't have the time or patience for exact measurements....softening of butter...mixing bowls and sticky substances...my cookie making extravaganza was a delight. With each batch I calculated the correct amount of brown crunchie-ness acceptable per cookie. Molded my dough balls to the exact size for these heavenly mounds. I watched the cookies rise like sweet little puffs of air and those sweet chocolate chips melt and ooze about. I took each cookie of the baking tray and lined them up like little soldiers...proud of my baking endeavor.

But while my cookies baked baked came the real therapy. A chat with my mom. We chat all the time...everyday, well actually all day everyday. I work with her, so I am lucky enough to spend countless hours chit chatting with mamma. But instead of the usual work chatter....clients, vendors..the never ending to-do list. We just talked. Sitting in your mom's kitchen... up on the counter, socks on, ponytail up, with a spatula of cookie dough in hand, I felt like was eight again. Instead of dance class and times tables...this time we chatted about babies and aging, re-decorating and Obama. An entire spectrum of daily nuances. But things just don't change...there is nothing like a chocolate chip cookie...and there is nothing like a talk with your mom. Our day to days are often so busy, we sometimes forget to stop and breathe in the chocolaty sweet moments of life.

Delicious.

I am currently obsessing over this Quadrille wallpaper. I have seen it used over and over..but really love how it is used here in Turquoise. The black and white drapes are so unexpected and bold against the wallpaper...while the bedding it perfectly crisp..and wouldn't you say inviting?!

Quadrille is one of my absolutely favorite lines. The colors are bold and bright without being overbearing...or primary. They instantly put me in a good mood. These are a few of my favorites....

This darling room was featured in here in the October issue of House Beautiful. Or you can check it out here and see all of the faaaabulous Quadrille designs. I just cant get enough. Yummy.

My little pony.

Before moving back to South Florida...we decided it was time for a dog. I'm still not quite sure how we decided on a bloodhound....I do remember the hub asking me if I was ok with a "big dog"..of course, I respond...why not?
This is Bubba on our drive home from Colorado to Florida.

Such a sweet little nugget. So wrinkly and adorable.

This is Bubba now.

Adorable yes....but a tad bit larger. A little over 100 lbs now, I had no idea what big dog truly meant. My grandmother not so fondly refers to him as "the pony"...and truly, she is not so far off.

However large and full of slob and goobe he is...I just cant get enough of my little pony. He fills my each and everyday with love....exhaustion, frustration, worry, and confusion...but so much love.

Back!

I am baffled at my inability to write. It's literally been a year. My mind is constantly racing. New ideas for blog posts. Funny stories, sad stories, happy moments. So much has happened. I have had quite the year! I am still enjoying the "newlywed" adventure...but my script has rewritten a bit. It has been a great year and I'm ready to divulge myself back into this wonderful world of blogging. A little re-cap here and there..a little re-invention. A lot of a learning curve. All in all, I just had to take the plunge and write again for the 1st time. Sometimes its taking that 1st step that really gets you. Well...here goes nothing.