Welcome Back, Chubbs

Little update on our Thanksgiving. We went to a friends house here in Pittsburgh for dinner, where we had some yummy food. I tried making mom's rolls, but failed to capture the magic. But that didn't stop me from eating a dozen, single-handedly, at dinner. To be honest, I have never been much of a pie fan, and so when I was thinking of what I could make for Thanksgiving dessert, I kept craving mud pie. Totally not thanksgiving-ish, but still a pie, right? Well, like I have been doing much of lately, I caved to my craving and made mud pie. Yummers. I want to make it again. Soon. I have more craving.

That night we came home to a cold house. It was cold, not because were are cheap and don't turn on the furnace, but rather because our furnace is cheap and is choosing to not work. Cody couldn't get the pilot light to stay lit so we bundled up the kids and climbed into our beds. We knew it was going to be a cold night.


Wait, wait. I know what you are thinking. You are thinking that I have run out of creative juice and am stealing past blog stories, because you've heard this one before. You are right! You have heard this story in the angry, ranting rant of having our furnace busted just this past March and paying a pretty, pretty penny getting it fixed. Well, to make a long story short _____ we paid someone else to come fix our furnace, again. This guy was a lot, LOT cheaper and we found out that the problem was the first guy (who was only cheap in his quality of labor) installed the wrong type of thermo-coupler (don't feel bad if you don't know what that is, apparently our first plumber didn't know what it was either). So that just ticked Cody off, he called the old guys back, got refunded part of our money, and now we are sitting pretty (not literally, I have no make-up on) in our warm house. Here's to another 18 months without any furnace problems.

Well its a week later, we are back in the swing of things, I don't feel like its time to decorate for Christmas yet, and my cravings for cookies have not subsided. So while my growing chubbs aren't cute, I thought I would post a picture of someone who's chubbs are to die for. Goodbye November.

{That's Claire fake 'cheese' face-Morgan seems SCEPTICAL}

{This doesn't do her smile justice- it makes your heart MELT}

{notice those chubby thighs- HEAVENLY}

{And those cheeks-DELICIOUS}

{she's pretty}

ps. The Goose Girl is a good read.