Hi… it's me… Paisley.  I'm doing so much better.  Thanks sooooo much for loving on me and those animals at the Alaqua Animal Shelter, mom is sending a check today for $201… she decided to let the comments collect until this morning.  I have not regained enough strength to sing (ahhhrooo-rooo-roo) just yet… but I'm getting there. 

I'm well enough that mom left me at home for a couple of hours last night to go play 'wanna be Bakerellas' with some girlfriends.  She recently helped this friend with a house face-lift… enjoy the pictures, you might get a few peeks of momma's handy-work.

Okay, wait.  Mom didn't really do anything but sit and watch and take pictures.  Which is really unlike her.  She was in a funk… admittedly too tired to participate.  When she got home last night, she was so ashamed that her pumpkins are still out on our front porch.  Is Mom in denial that it's Christmas?  Maybe it's the hot weather that's killing her.  She had on a sleeveless shirt and Birkenstocks yesterday.  And I heard her sigh when DaddyBoy called to inform her Chicago had 6" of snow and they reminisced about the eery, but peaceful quiet that heavy snow brings and how they both love it so.

They baked two box chocolate cakes, then food processed those cakes til they were powdery like dirt.  Mom did help mix in the tub of frosting.  One food processed (baked) cake, one frosting… roll into balls, put a stick in. Dip in chocolate.

While the friends dipped those cake sticks in chocolate Mom sipped a cranberry wine spritzer and critiqued enjoyed Christmas cards that had arrived at her friend's house.  This was her favorite.   

Then Mom brought up the fact that Christmas is her favorite time of year, and it devastates her that she hasn't gotten her act together on a Christmas card for our family yet. 

I know a good eye doctor who could probably fix those slightly crossed-eyes.

There is a new kitten in this house… and a couple of kids.  And a lot of talk about how Mom should have a kid, but also a lot of hollering at the kids in this house which makes Mom wonder if she's ready for kids?  They are precious.  And a lot of work.  Mom has a lot of work already… could she juggle a lot of work on top of a lot of work? 

The mom who lives here juggles a very busy (successful and creative) career and kids… this is her motto:

Penelope and I like being the kids in our house… just sayin'.

The rudolph pops were getting difficult… so they improvised.  Chocolate dipped cake balls with peppermint sprinkles.

A few were "tasted".  Yup.  Good.

More cake pops here.

And of course, the idea came from here.

Happy Holidays!