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From the Garden

I’m not sure if you remember a while back where I posted about how frustrated I was with my garden this year (and life in general, actually)…things just weren’t really going my way.

Sure, it hasn’t been my best year every for success in the garden.  Things are still a little wonky compared to where they would normally be…I have one single watermelon on the vine the size of a bouncy ball. I am still taller than most of my corn, and some of it I’m pretty sure Rylee is taller than. None of my cucumbers or green beans took. And those 3 “Roma Tomato” starts I bought are not actually Romas at all.

But, that’s ok. We got a late start on getting things in. And, if you ask me, weather wise, we never really got a proper Summer at all. So, the other night as I was harvesting yet another bowl of goodies from the garden, I decided that this year didn’t turn out too bad afterall.

I think you’ll agree that it’s come a long way…

And there’s still a lot more left to harvest too. Hopefully enough tomatoes to can a batch or two of spaghetti sauce. A few more artichokes, baby broccoli cuts and sugar snap peas. And I did spy a few bitty ears of corn this morning while watering. Then of course there’s the pears and apples from the trees in the field!

All in all, not a total bust of a year.

Hooray for my green thumb!

Fashion Police Friday: 9.2.11

So this fashion police post actually has nothing to do with her outfit at all.

As a matter of fact, I think it’s pretty cute. She picked it out all on her own. This was her “run to the hardware store with Daddy” outfit.

But what kills me about this particular outfit is her hair…all those clippies. This girl is bipolar when it comes to her hair. It’s all or nothing. There is no middle ground.

So behold…

This girl? She’s such a ham. I loves her.

In other news, can I just say how much I am looking forward to our weekend. A LONG weekend, no less!

We’ve got big plans folks. Today, we’re bringing in a truck and transfer{!} of rock {that’s a buttload of rock, people} for our driveway and the fencing project we need to finish up before the weather changes. Ahh yes, country living. It’s glamorous.

Tomorrow Andy is going to help his dad clean and organize his garage {most of you have never seen the inside of that garage, but HA!}. While they tackle that, Ry and I are going to go play at a park, hit up the Saturday market, then the grocery store. Somewhere in there I’ve promised her she can paint.

Sunday my sis and her boyfriend {and their new puppy!} are coming to stay. I’ll be grilling up tandori chicken and serving it with some fresh mango salsa, jasmine rice and a big salad. We may or may not top it off with fresh blackberry cobbler. We’ll see.

What do you guys have planned for the weekend?

Happy Friday!!

Go ahead…take it for a spin.

Welcome to my shiny new blog!! What do ya think so far??

Feel free to click around, check things out…kick the ole tires.

Here’s some things you will notice:

1. Our very own URL! We’ve dropped Little Miss Rylee and now we’re “Somewhere in the Middle”. Things have changed since that very first blog post and I’m happy with where we’ve ended up. Don’t worry, there will still be plenty of 3-year-old antics to share!

2. An obvious one is the look. Just keeping it fresh.

3. It’s a work in progress. There will be new (!) things (!) here and there as I get settled in.

Here’s some other things:

1. Andy went back to work on Monday. Summers are never long enough. We’re transitioning back into our school year routine.

2. We’re headed into product launch season at my work…always my favorite time of year, but also the craziest. So, just be prepared for that.

3. Rylee has decided as of the last week that instead of waking up in the middle of the night to use the bathroom that she’ll just sleep through all of that and wake us up once she’s already gone…in her bed. So…yea…

4. All those things combined? Yea, it means we’re all tired in our house.

So I guess that’s it for now…

We’ll return to our regularly scheduled blogging tomorrow!

Be Right Back!

You know you’re a blogger when you haven’t blogged for 4 days and you nearly develop a twitch.

I’ve got lots go blog about friends…really, I do…just no time to do it!

Work is crazy right now so my normal blog during lunch routine isn’t working because…well, I’m working through my lunches.

BUT….I’ve big exciting stuff happening around here! In just a few days you will see a brand new big girl blog…with my own URL and everything! I’ve been working on it for a while now here and there and I’m just about ready to share it with everyone.

So, fingers crossed, by the end of the week be on the lookout!

Until then…I will leave you with my current favorite photo {that doubles as a sneak peek}.

Camping One-Liners/Notes on Camping/Alternative Post Titles

Oregon Girls Rock. {period}

Because who doesn’t love not one, but THREE{!} giant, swollen mosquito bites on their face!?
I can make a fire with twigs and moss. Can you?
Up with the sun…and my ass hole dog.
Nothing beats a quiet morning, the crackling of a campfire, the rush of a stream and a hot cup of coffee.

Ry thinks napping while camping is for the birds…suckers.
{AKA} This must be why people don’t take their kids camping until they’re {much} older.

Nothing like rushing water to help you sleep…and make you have to pee.
OFF! Spray: An undiscovered aphrodisiac. {Actually, I lied. It’s not. At ALL.}
Are you going to bury my poop so Dante doesn’t eat it?
I’m practically a pro at peeing outside. No really, you’d be impressed.
Rylee? Doesn’t so much have the hang of peeing outside—good thing we packed extra pants.
This year we scaled back and left the triple burner camp stove with BBQ box & griddle attachments at home. {Never again.}
Is camping without s’mores really camping?
Clearly, camping is ROUGH for a husky-wolf dog.
Who knew brushing your teeth outside could be SO! MUCH! FUN!
Baby wipes: not a very good alternative to a shower—but better than nothing.
He was not give the nickname Ranger Rice for nothing.
I am better at rolling sleeping bags than my husband. And for this I thank my father.
Nothing measures the effectiveness of your communication as a couple better than putting up a tent together.
I must be immune to Poison Ivy because after further inspection I’m pretty sure I’d been peeing on it all weekend.
Ice for the cooler: $4.75 Gas for the Suburban: $75.00 Seeing your 3 year old catch her first fish: PRICELESS

Unplugging is good for the soul.