Author: Steph

May Flowers…I hope…

This month Jason went on a school trip to Cambodia and Singapore. It took me a few days to adjust to having him gone, and then a few days to adjust to having him back. It seems like he had a good time. When he finishes his entry for the monthly cousin blog we submit I’ll post it on here.… Read more →

April Showers!

Despite the wet and crazy weather we’ve had these past few weeks, this month has been all about gardening. I will include lots of pictures at the end of all this. I cleaned out all of our flowerbeds which involved weeding out about a trash barrel full of grape hyacinth plants and bulbs (not exaggerating). Yuck! I also planted some… Read more →

The art of procrastination

I would like to open by saying I’ve had a wonderful month since my thesis research proposal, during which I have not so much as looked at my thesis project. Now that my confession is out of the way, here’s what I have been up to.Mid-February Jason and I welcomed a new dishwasher and oven into our home. My mom… Read more →

Weeeee!!

After a long time without a post I am long past due for an update…so better late than never… December: (Baxter Christmas at the Ranch) The semester wrapped up well and Christmas was great! I spent lots of time making ornaments to put in my Christmas cards. I think I ended up making about 75 snowflakes, which was more ambitious… Read more →

What was I thinking?

It started simply enough. While craft-store shopping in November, I decided that for Christmas, I would make the moms and grandmas calendars.   I soon realized I would need to make several calendars…like 5.   I then realized it was already November and I had about 4 weeks to get stuff done.   I began to question how much I… Read more →

Well that was silly…

Christmas 2009. The year of the snowflake. I was inspired to make these after purchasing a new snowflake shape cartridge for my cricut. Each of these beauties was 3 layers of paper, and I wrote “Merry Christmas 2009” and signed our names on the back. They were beautiful, but I’m not afraid to admit that after I got more than… Read more →