Monday, November 28, 2011

My greatest weakness...

Cream cheese. It's my one true weakness. I crave it. I love it. I was born holding a box of cream cheese in my hands. It tastes like it was made in heaven. In fact, I really and truly believe that God mixes cream cheese up in heaven, packages the awesome stuff up in a grey box, and has His angels deliver it to the grocery stores.

101 ways to eat cream cheese (ok, make that 7 or 8):
I eat cream cheese straight out of the box. I eat cream cheese with veggies. I mix cream cheese with hot sauce and make "pink dip". I eat cream cheese on crackers. I eat cream cheese on bagels. I eat cream cheese on toasted bread (not whole wheat bread... only white will do).

Turkey + Cream cheese + Tortilla = the best lunch EVER.

Put some of this herb cream cheese on a Triscuit cracker and you have a wonderful snack that words cannot describe.

Have any of you tasted jalapeno cream cheese? I think I might try it... without the jalapenos though.

So what about you... what is the food that makes you throw your diet out the door?

Now, please excuse me. I need to go find some cream cheese...

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Monday, November 14, 2011

Guest posting...

Hey everybody! I am guest posting for Bree at {He Designs My Life} today.

Happy Monday :)...

Thursday, November 3, 2011

My inspiration

I have never personally seen any of the "Pirates of the Caribbean" movies. However, I must say that the music is astonishing and just so much fun to listen to. One day, one day, I will (God willing) have the piano skills necessary to play this piece.

Thursday, October 27, 2011

Pumpkin Extravaganza

You are about to hear a family secret. Are you ready?

My dad has a strange obsession. One word...


Dad loves pumpkins. He loves pumpkin pie, pumpkin soup, pumpkin lattes, pumpkin cake, pumpkin bread, and anything else that you can think of that has pumpkin in it. And, of course, since he loves pumpkin products Dad absolutely must buy the big 'ol orange squashes once they are being sold in the stores. Oh and we're not talking about the cute little pie pumpkins. Oh no. Dad wants the medium to big pumpkins... and more than one. Last week he came home with 4 pumpkins. Not to mention the fact that we already have one and a half gallons of pumpkin puree left from last year's pumpkin craze. My family is still trying to come up with ideas of how to use the squashes... we may or may not be stuck.

Because of Dad's pumpkin love I decided to make him a pumpkin spice cake for his birthday.I probably shouldn't feed his desire for pumpkin, but, hey! it was his birthday. What can I say? Only that this cake was the absolute most moist and delicious creation ever!! So, without further ado, I give you...


Ingredients for pumpkin spice cake:

  • 2 cups white sugar
  • 1 1/4 cups vegetable oil
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
  • 2 cups canned pumpkin
  • 4 eggs
  • 2 cups all-purpose flour
  • 3 teaspoons baking powder
  • 2 teaspoons baking soda
  • 1/4 teaspoon salt
  • 2 teaspoons ground cinnamon
  • 1 cup chopped walnuts (optional)

  • Directions:

    Preheat oven to 350 degrees F (175 degrees C). Grease and flour a 12x18 inch pan. Sift together the flour, baking powder, baking soda, salt and cinnamon. Set aside.

  1. In a large bowl combine sugar and oil. Blend in vanilla and pumpkin, then beat in eggs one at a time. Gradually beat in flour mixture. Stir in nuts. Spread batter into prepared 12x18 inch pan.
  2. Bake in the preheated oven for 30 minutes, or until a toothpick inserted into the center of the cake comes out clean. Allow to cool.
Ingredients for Nutty Cream Cheese Frosting:

1 (8 ounce) package cream cheese
1/4 cup butter, softened
4 cups sifted confectioners' sugar
1 cup chopped pecans

In a large bowl, beat softened butter and cream cheese until well blended.
Add powdered sugar and vanilla. Beat until creamy and add chopped nuts. Spread on cooled cake.
Note from Moe: "You may need to add some milk to this frosting... it was a bit thick when I made it."

This is the kind of frosting that is finger-licking kind of good. And yea... I did a lot of licking (just in case you were wondering).

DISCLAIMER: I am not responsible for the mess that will ensue if you allow your child to help you with the making of this cake and frosting.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

Happy Birthday!

Happy Birthday to THE most awesome Dad in the world!

Sunday, October 16, 2011


I was at summer camp standing around with my friends waiting to go into the concert room... we were all excited! Tonight, we were going to hear John Gray speak!

I looked around and noticed a girl leaning against the door frame. Her left leg was wrapped up and she was carrying around crutches.

"Sweetheart... go introduce yourself to that girl and pray for her leg." I heard the voice of the Lord speak oh so clearly.

Doubts and "what ifs...?" began to cloud my mind instantly. I had no idea who this girl was! What if I embarrassed myself? "What if... ? I don't think... I can't. No."

I gave the idea one more thought, pushed away my guilty conscience, and proceeded to walk through the doors leading to the concert room. I didn't give what I'd done another thought as I sat down. I had lost a chance to show my faith in my God.

It was the last day of camp. Testimonies were being given about what God had done that week. A girl went up on stage. I instantly recognized her as the girl God had told me to pray for. Two things were different... she no longer had crutches and the wrap that had been on her leg was gone.

"Hi" she began. "I've had this condition in my left leg that didn't allow me to walk correctly for a long time. I had to use crutches to get around. Well, a few days ago one of the camp leaders came up to me and asked if he could pray for my leg. He did and I immediately knew that if my leg was going to be healed I would have to show faith in God that He would heal it. I stood up. I could walk! I could jump! My leg is normal now!!" The joy in her face was incredible. God had touched her and it was obvious.

It wasn't until a few months later that the impact of what really happened hit me. Now, my only thought is, "Oh my goodness! Moe, you are the biggest doofus on the face of this earth! What do you think? Are you smarter than God? God knows you better than you know yourself! God knew that you could handle what He asked but, no. Of course not! You said "NO"! All because you couldn't push your pride out of the way and do th
e simple thing that God asked of you."

So, what am I doing now? *Sigh* Repenting (that's a lot of fun, huh?) and praying to God that He'll give me another chance.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011


... ME and MY FAMILY!

I know that none of my followers have ever seen me or my family's faces. Because of Internet safety and all that good stuff, Dad didn't want me posting faces of us... but, that changed. A few days ago, he finally said that I could show y'all what we all look like. Hurrah!

Ok, now on to 'da photos...

First and foremost... Mom and Dad! These are the most wonderful and awe-inspiring people in my world. They are amazing. I'm dead serious... they have raised and are raising us kids in the way of the Lord. They continually care for us, laugh with us, and help us in the "growing up stages" of life. These are the kind of parents that you can talk about pretty much anything with... they don't mind if you speak your opinion (as long as it is spoken respectfully ;) and will talk through things with you until a situation is resolved. Not to mention the fact that they have been married for 23 years (I think), and have stayed together through thick and thin.

Mom and Dad, you are amazing... I love you so much!

*Gasp*! I know. You're thinking, "Gee whiz! This lady is gorgeous, beautiful, etc. etc. etc." Yea, that gorgeous gal with the green eyes just happens to be my oldest sister, L4J. She is very talented, can groom any dog to perfection (perfection in my eyes at least), crochet, knit, sew, and all that good stuff. Honestly, I do more crafting and whatnot than she does, but whenever L4J does decide to craft her results come out way better than mine. Oh, and did I mention that people think that I am her twin? Yup! That's great and upsetting at the same time, if you know what I mean.
And, here is my crazy brother, Patrick. Yup! that's the guy that plays the piano like an angel, produced a CD (which is published with Tate Music Group) by the time he was 17, AND currently works as a web developer. Am I proud of him? Heck, YEA! He's a nutty, friendly and outgoing sort of guy. Patrick loves to hang out with people and is always making us laugh dreadfully hard. Seriously... one day, he's going to make one of us laugh so hard our lung will get coughed up, or something.

Mhm... that me. The best blond brunette you'll ever find. My brother says that I should be a comedian... not because I can crack a witty joke. Oh no, I'm not that witty... It's because I say crazy random things at crazy random moments. It's ok. I'm learning to live with myself (and I say that jokingly :D).

Oh me, oh my! This pretty gal is Anne (who has a blog, and calls herself PolkaDot)... down-to-earth with a bit of sass mixed in would describe her wonderful, crazy personality. Honestly, she and I are, in a lot of ways, opposites. Which of course makes us best friends forever!

This is our green eyed, rosy cheeked, dark haired beauty named Mary. She is a quiet sort of person with a glorious smile that brightens a room instantly. Mary loves to make things and is interested in becoming a chef. Yes, I GREATLY encourage her in that interest. Who doesn't want an awesome cook in the house?

Ah, the brain of the family! This is Alva... he is very academic. I mean, this kid is quite a few years younger than me and he says things like, "Did you know ______ ?" and I'm just going, "Um... yeeeaaaah. Of course I knew that *racking my brain for information that just isn't there*!"

Oh yeah! This is Abigail (The one on the left)... our toad grabbing, lizard catching, dirt loving, caring little tom-boy. One time, she saw a squirrel get killed... did she even think of being grossed out? Noooo, that's not how Abby is. She grabbed that bloody squirrel up in her hands and ran to Mom.
"Mom! I think it's dead. Can you fix him?" Poor gal. She was really concerned about that poor squirrel!
Thankfully, Dad was in the room when Abby ran in. Otherwise Mom (who's a through and through city girl) would've gone ballistic grabbing Dawn soap and any other disinfectant she had available to wash Abby's hands.

Awwwww!! This is Joy. She is our adorable, princess, city girl who loves lace, jewelry, earrings, lip gloss, lipstick, mascara and anything girly. Mom has to hold her back and make sure she doesn't get really, really"big girl" things until she is a "big girl"!

This is Grace and I. Grace is cool... she really is. She is a sweet little spitfire that is a wonderful mix of girly and tom-boy. Her imagination is nothing like I've ever seen. When she was 3 or 4 she had an imaginary farm... the horses were pink and the sheep were green with panties on. Wouldn't you love to see a farm like that?!

This chubby-cheeked little boy is Robert. He is the last of Mommy and Daddy's 10 kids... and is very obviously THE baby. Robert says the most adorable things, that makes me want to laugh all day. Do you want to hear one of those adorable things? Oh yea... I knew you would.
Me: "Robert, where did you come from? (I was expecting to hear, "From Mommy's tummy" or something like that)"
Robert: "Um, Jesus." Out of the mouth of babes, y'all...
Oh, and did I mention that when you get him to give you a hug they are the squishy-est (this is a word in my dictionary) most cuddly hugs on the face of the earth? Well, he does gives that kind of a hug... but I have dibs on them first, ok? He's my bro.
We are like every other family out there:

We get mad at each other.
We sometimes yell at each other.
We say things we shouldn't.
We apologize over and over again.
We have devotion together.
We hide cookies, bags of chips, and cans of soda from each other.
We watch Tim Hawkins together.
We laugh up a storm.
We fight over who gets to read "that amazing new book from Amazon" first.
We go to church together.
We do "karate" at each other.
We go camping together.
We annoy each other until the person getting annoyed wants to punch somebody.
We love each other.

Because that's what families do. We are a family and we are thankful for it.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Craft blog loveliness

I have found a new hobby.

Do you want to know what it is?

It's reading CRAFT BLOGS!! I know... it's not really a hobby. But it makes me feel good to call it one... humor me, ok?

There are so many people who love to use their God-given talents and create "something out of nothing". Below are a few of the blogs that I love to read and learn from:

Elle Apparel
Erica B.'s-DIY Style
I Am Momma Hear Me Roar
Sew Coco
The Story of a Seamstress

I've tried to make "something our of nothing". But, somehow, my projects turn out looking strange or to my dissatisfaction. But, I'm gonna keep on trying. Yup... I'm not going to give up! And even if I trash a lot of my projects, the one that turns out beautiful makes everything else worth it, right?

So, what blogs do you like to read?

Can you turn nothing into something? If so, give me some pointers!

Thursday, August 11, 2011

Calling all jewelry makers!!

Hey y'all... I need some help. I've got theses adorable flowers attached to earring hooks. But, I don't know where to go from there in design? How do you think I should brighten up and add more flair to these babies?

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Hi my name is Moe...

A Southern Gal has been sadly lacking in posts! I really don't have an excuse other than not really feeling like blogging much. I have been having a serious blogging slump! I have read most everyone else's blogs though, and must say that everyone brightens my day :). Y'all make such lovely posts!
Here's to a wonderfully restful summer!! What have y'all been doing?

Saturday, August 6, 2011

Another giveaway...

Hey y'all. Atlanta from Story of a Seamstress is hosting a wonderful giveaway. I'm serious. She is giving away the most adorable shoes ever! Go look. You'll be glad that you did :).

Saturday, July 9, 2011


Hello... I'd like to share a blog with y'all today. This girl really, really needs your prayers and support. Her name is Emily and she has cancer. The chemotherapy has not helped and she has decided to discontinue her treatment. HERE is her blog... would you pray for her?

Friday, June 3, 2011


Hey y'all. It's been a long time! So sorry for the delay in posts (*hangs head*). Anyway, I hope you enjoy this story...

Angie ran down the rock path and stopped as she neared the big red oak tree.
She rested her hands on the 'y', formed by the two trunks. Leaping, she let her feet fall between the trunks. Balancing herself, she pulled up to the branch above and jumped onto her grandparent's roof.

Angie slowly walked half way up the roof's peak and flopped down. Her mind wandered to one of her most asked question: How much does God actually protect me? How many times have I put myself in real danger and God has had mercy and saved me from certain death? She recited a well memorized verse from Proverbs 2:8, "He guards the paths of justice, and preserves the way of His saints."

Angie leaned back and looked up at the clouds and sighed. She doubted she'd ever get an answer to her inquiry.

Ten minutes later, Angela sat up and walked back to the tree and began to climb back down. Her foot slipped! Frantically, Angie grabbed the trunk. But wait a minute... hadn't someone grabbed her waist and hoisted her back onto the branch? Slowly, Angie turned around and then opened her mouth and tried to scream. A girl about her age was standing behind her.

This girl had blond hair and dark blue eyes that seemed to be perpetually lit up. She smiled at Angie, gave her a wink, turned, and then shot up into the sky and was gone.

(what I think Angie's angel would have looked like...)
Still gaping, Angie got off the tree and ran up to the large deck in front of their house. Her eyes widened in surprise as she saw her 3 year old brother, Bobby, being followed around by a person. Angie watched as her 5 year old sister, Jasmine (or as they called her, Jazzy), come out of the house with a person trailing her as well.

Jazzy grabbed a stick. "Bobby, w-, w- we're gonna play jump-over-the-stick. I'm going to spin this near the ground," Jazzy waved the stick around, "and you jump..."

Angie's eyes almost popped out of her head as she saw the person following Bobby put his hand over Bobby's left eye just as Jazzy's stick whacked the left side of Bobby's head and scrape over his eye.

"Ow!" Bobby began to cry, then got mad and began to run after Jazzy.

"Oh no you don't, young man! Stop right there," Angie led both kids inside to Mom and looked back at the man who had helped Bobby.

He looked at her, smiled, and said simply, "God told me to do it."

Angie nodded. "This is weird! Who are these guys? Who was the girl who helped me earlier?"

"Well, we're angels on an important mission," Jazzy's angel began. "And God assigned us to these two children to make sure they don't hurt themselves or others. However, we only protect them if God says to. If God says to leave them alone, then we just stand by and watch."

Angie looked at them. "I guess God told you what I was thinking, huh?"

Both angels let out a deep laugh. "Yup," both said in unison. They smiled at her, then, just as the girl that had helped Angie had done, shot up into the sky and was gone.

Angie didn't see any more angels until night time. Then, as she was putting Bobby and Jazzy to bed, the two angels suddenly appeared. Angie had no idea where they came from... they were just there.

She didn't say anything to them. Just nodded to them in acknowledgment and went to bed
herself. As she drifted off to sleep that night the last thing she remembered after thanking God for protecting Bobby's eye, was the girl coming in and sitting on her own bed, and herself thinking, "It's kind of strange that I don't feel weird that someone is watching me so closely."

When Angie woke the next morning, the girl was nowhere to be seen. However, when Angie, her mom, Jazzy, and Bobby were coming home from grocery shopping, all three angels appeared again. All three waved and smiled at her as they flew along behind the car.

"Mom! Speed up!" Angie shouted. A car was coming 90 mph toward them. As Angie's mom smashed down on the gas pedal, Angie watched in amazement as the girl grabbed the back of their car and began pushing. Angie turned to watch the speedometer go from 60 mph to 80 mph. She snapped her head back. Jazzy and Bobby's angels were bracing themselves against the oncoming truck, slowing it down faster than normal.

Angie looked at her mom. "Did you pray for safety before you left the house, Mom?"
"Well, yea. I always do," Angie's mom checked her mirrors to make sure the truck was traveling at a normal pace. "Why?"

"Just wondering what would have happened just now had you not prayed," Angie shrugged her shoulders. "Do you pray protection over us kids?"

"First thing every morning."

Angie nodded. It made sense.

Angie sat up and yawned. "Dude! I have got a sunburn!" Angie winced. "Wait. Didn't I just about die? Where's the car? Where's Bobby and Jazzy's angels?" Angie shrugged. She didn't care if she had dreamed all that. She was grateful to God for answering her question in such an awesome way.

She slowly walked to the edge of the roof and set her feet on the tree trunk. She stood up. "Oh great!" she thought as her foot slipped. She grabbed for the trunk and caught hold. Her feet were now firmly on the tree trunk. Angie smiled. "Thank You, God. You're more than amazing. Thank You."
Angie began to laugh when she neared their deck. There was Jazzy waving her stick and Bobby angrily chasing her around the deck with a red patch on the left side of his face. Angie began to laugh.

"Oh no you don't, young man! Stop right there." Angie led her siblings into the house and shut the door wondering if those three angels were laughing with her.

Written by Moe.

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Bunny Craze

I guess we can officially be labeled a bunny crazy family (let's face it. We've had at least 9 bunnies in the past). You know what? I don't really care. Bunnies are AWESOME!! Speaking of which, my sister, Anne, just got one. An adorably soft, pudgy, Holland Lop with ears that flop over. Oh, that's why they call 'em Holland Lops. Their ears are lopsided :D! I guess he doesn't have enough muscle to pull those whopper ears up.

Thing is, we have a problem. We are at a loss for names for this little guy (yes, he is a boy). *Gasp* I know... that's why I'm asking y'all to comment and give me some suggestions! Actually, I did suggest Chubbers. I have no idea why Anne didn't go for that. I SO would have named him Chubbers.
Just make sure your names (which I'm sure will be great :) are adorable enough for this cutie pie.

I am now a fan of Holland Lop bunnies. Period.

Sunday, May 8, 2011


Moriah @ Uniquely Fashioned for His Glory is hosting a giveaway. Be sure to follow the button and take a look :).


Ultimate Dog Tease

Hey y'all! I hope everyone is having good Sunday morning :). And if you aren't... well, I pray it will get better. But, in the meantine, watch the video below. It is seriously the funniest thing I've seen in a long time. Enjoy!

Yea... it's pretty good, huh?

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Palace at Versailles

Louis XIV also known as the "Sun King"

Louis XIV built the Palace of Versailles in 1661-1668. The palace was built around a hunting lodge erected by Louis XIV's father, Louis XIII. This hunting lodge still remains at the center of the palace. Below is a picture of where the hunting lodge stands.

This amazing marble mansion took 27 years to complete. In that time thirty thousand of the best workers were hired to erect this magnificent building. Louis XIV first hired Louis Le Vau as head architect in 1669...

Louis Le Vau

...then later hired Jules Hardouin-Mansart as head architect in order to expand Versailles.

Jules Hardouin-Mansart

Charles Le Brun was hired as painter and decorator...

Charles Le Brun

...and Andre Le Notre was the landscape artist.

Andre Le Notre

Statue made by Andre Le Notre

This magnificent palace was built using Baroque architecture. The Baroque style prefers curved lines over rigid ones, and includes many domes in its design. An excellent example of these characteristics at the Palace of Versailles can be found in the chapel room... curved arches line the room and the ceiling is a symmetrical dome with a beautiful frescoe gracing the inside of it.

Close up view of chapel room ceiling frescoe

As seen in the above picture, frescoes make up a large portion of Baroque architecture and the Palace at Versailles. Frescoes are large elaborate paintings found on walls and ceilings of magnificent buildings. These paintings show much depth and amazing lighting techniques.

Below is the Crusade Room in the Palace at Versailles, showing walls covered in large paintings of war and sieges. But also, look at the floor. Doesn't it look like a wavy, pyramid-like surface? Optical illusions were another unusual, but defining, twist in the Baroque time-period architecture.

Anyone can tell by looking at the palace of Versailles that it is elaborately decorated. Baroque architecture spared no wall or ceiling in the decorating process.

Below is the Hall of Mirrors at Versailles. This room sports 49,543,547 mirrors of all sizes, fixated to seventeen arches which reflect the seventeen windows.

The layout of the grounds were elaborately designed by Andre Le Notre. These grounds cover nine hundred seventy-seven acres. Three hundred statues grace the lawns, along with one thousand four hundred waterfalls and fountains.

Bassin of Apollon

Pyramid fountain

My favorite building/part of the Palace at Versailles is Marie Antoinette's Le Hameau. Marie Antoinette was the wife of Louis XIV's son and had Le Hameau built in order to get away from the rigid etiquette of life at Versailles. Le Hameau looks like a giant playhouse fairy land that I dreamed of playing in as a child. Marie Antoinette was ridiculed for building this quaint place because many people thought it extravagant. And indeed, it was, although I can understand why Marie would want to get away from etiquette.

Marie Antoinette hired Richard Mique as architect to build this farm, dairy, and mill. Marie only allowed Switzerland animals to be raised there and Le Hameau was therefore nick-named "the Swiss hamlet". A farmer was hired to take care of the place and many times, Marie Antoinette went there to live a pretend life as a milk maid. Even if the majority of people thought Le Hameau extravagant, this farm did provide fruits and vegetables for the royal table.

The rigid schedule and etiquette which Marie Antoinette wanted to escape was set in place by Louis XIV, her father-in-law. Louis XIV always had his day planned out and followed this schedule precisely. At 7:30 Louis got up, had his servants bathe, shave, combe, dress, and feed him while one hundred men looked on (to watch the king was considered an honor). At 10:00 Louis made a procession through the Hall of Mirrors and then headed to chapel for thirty minutes. At 11:00 Louis met with his cabinet and made decisions on country matters. Then at 1:00 precisely, he had lunch in his bedroom alone. At 2:00 he went hunting or walked in the gardens with the ladies. At 6:00 his son presided over entertaining the guests while he signed letters and studied. At 10:00 the extravagant Grand Public Dinner was attended. Louis retired at 11:30.

Only Louis XIV followed this rigid schedule though. His son and grandson did not adopt it because they could not stand the rigidness of it.

Etiquette was of great importance at the Palace of Versailles. People did not knock of the king's door... they scratched with their left pinky. Many courtiers grew their left pinky fingernail long to serve just this purpose. Ladies did not hold hands or link arms with gentlemen. They laid their arm on top of a gentleman's bent arm when walking with him... only fingertips were allowed to be touched. No one crossed legs in public and when an acquaintance was met on the street gentlemen acknowledged them by raising their hats off their heads. Also, gentlemen did not work. Instead they danced, fenced, gave speeches, and wrote letter. The fashionable lady's dress did not allow her to do much activity. Instead she could sew, knit, or spend time making her own perfume and cosmetics.

Essentially, everything about the Palace at Versailles was made and done to fit the king's wished or needs. So much respect was given the king that when the chamber maid passed a group of courtiers with the king's chamber pot, all the courtiers got on one knee and showed respect to the king.

In fact, the kings' selfishness, pride, and desire for power drove the country to revolution. The Palace at Versailles, while magnificent and beautiful to behold, cost a shocking amount of money... 116,438,892 livres or 2.5 billion in American currency. Only the middle class was expected to pay taxes for the king's frivolity. The rich were not required to pay any taxes at all! This led to much bitterness and resentment among the middle class, which in turn caused a revolt.

While Versailles is beautiful and shows the architect, painter, and worker's talents, it did not favor to the middle class people who bore the brunt of this outragious extravagance.

Guess where I want to visit now... VERSAILLES!!!

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Lovely Randomness :)

I guess I've been a little quiet, huh? Let me ya, last week was a doosy. Can you guess? SCHOOL!! However, I'm going to be posting a 1,000 word report (which is proof I've been working hard ;) that I wrote up for history. Yea... a little boring but it's what's been happening! And too the picture-oriented folks (which I happen to identify very well with) I am going to be posting plenty of pictures along with the 1,000 words.

Remember in THIS post when I said I thought that turqouise and yellow were really good friends?

Well, I'm making something with these awesome colors. Nope I'm not telling what it is exactly that I'm making... sorry :D.