Nature Week

The weather finally turned around a little bit and spit out a few good days. Brady and I decided to take advantage of the semi-nice weather and go out on a few different outdoor photo adventures. The fist was to the  Rolling Stone bridge over the West Branch of the Susquehanna river. 

I've driven over the bridge about a million times since I was really little and never thought twice about it, but Brady thought it would be neat to check it out. From underneath it is really creepy in a "that's too big to exist" kind of way. While my hubby ran around trying to snap photos of this monster of a bridge I was more obsessed with something a little more natural..... a tree. What is so great about a tree? Well when I first saw it I said to him "I have to climb that tree!" He kind of ignored me and went about his business but I was serious. I had to climb it. I didn't care how high I got or how hard it would be but I wanted to climb its one great big limb!  I tried to hold it and pull myself up like I did when I was little and quickly realized I have the arm strength of a 10 year old girl but not the body to go with it. After a few struggles I tried to occupy myself with the photos Brady was taking even posing for a few.

 In the back of my mind all I could think about was how much better this would all be if I were in that stupid tree. So that was it I went back to the tree and crawled up through the middle of it. The branch was right there! I was so close but it was on the opposite side of the tree. So with a "dear God don't let me bust my ass" sigh I mustered up the courage and swung myself across. 

I did it! I safely landed on the big arm of the tree. I was like a little kid yelling for Brady to come take a picture so I could show everyone that I climbed a tree. I talked about it the whole ride home and when my mom finally came home from work I practically sang it to her that I sat in a tree. She didn't seem too amazed considering as a child all we did was climb trees and terrorize the woods behind my house but this was something I hadn't done in maybe 10 years. Needless to say it was an awesome day!

A few days later Brady was in the mood to go out adventuring again and this time I took him to the Black Moshannon State Park. It was one of my favorite places to go as a kid because it was where EVERYONE had their birthday parties! Growing up we would go to "the beach" there, which is a sandy bank along the river and swim in the freezing dark black water. It was the best! Unfortunately because it is only the beginning of May and not warm out by any means the beach wasn't open but the bog walk was. So we walked along the water and watched all the bumble bees going crazy over some little flowers growing out of the swamp. 

I'll post more photos of the trip but check out the link to their websites. Its a totally amazing place in  Pennsylvania!

Snow Storms and Cornbread

Oh I have so many lovely photos to share today! Let us begin with the view from the kitchen window this morning:

Well I don't know who did it, but someone forgot Mother Nature's special day yesterday so she was taking it out on all of us like a mom who got a vacuum for mother's day. It was so disheartening that even little Hannah was feeling the wrath of disgruntled storm system.

Look at that face. Needless to say she wasn't feeling like tinkling in a winter wonderland, but really who would. Though it closed schools, knocked the power out a few times and made Miss Hannah a cranky dog I wasn't going to let it get me down. When the world hands you a late April slush fest you MAKE CORNBREAD BISCOTTI!! That's right crunchy, sweet, spicy, cheesy cornbread biscotti. 

Brady is currently employed as a cook at a locally owned bar and restaurant and they're talking about changing the menu. He's trying to talk them into adding some lovely baked goodies from his very talented baker of a wife to the menu.  What's classier than a bowl of chili with a fabulous piece of my biscotti next to it? He's taking them in tomorrow so fingers crossed. I've been dieting and skipping out on such things as flower, sugar and full fat dairy products so I only had a little taste of the finished product, but most of my reviews were quite positive!  

Well I mean my mom said it was good. Speaking of my sweet Mama, that lovely lady brought me 5 cartons of eggs home from a gent she works with. His kids are in 4-H and raise chickens so he brings in the excess eggs for whoever needs them and boy do we need them.  I have been resident chef for the family since I've moved in. We've all been trying to lose some extra lbs before my sisters wedding this coming summer so I've been making healthy meal choices for all of us. Mornings usually consist of some yummy healthy farm fresh eggs. If your questioning why I get so excited about eggs, just take a look at them! That blue one is the most adorable things I will ever have the pleasure of eating.

After all of my egg excitement Brady and I took a trip to town to visit the state store and the local goodwill. Maybe this will give you a little perspective on how far "out there" we really live. We must drive at least 20 minutes to the closest town for groceries or in this case $10 wine, but it's kind of nice. Anyway I just wanted to share a little glimpse of my awesome finds at the thrift store tonight!

Isn't that a beautiful spread? I'll give you a little more tomorrow!

Howdy Partners!

Hello world! I'm Emmy and this here is my new blog and this is my story:

That's me. ( I know, its a pretty smoldery photo but I really do smile quite a bit. Just thought I would put my sexiest foot forward first, if you know what I mean.) Just this past fall I had just married my best friend, I was starting a new job with one of my favorite companies, my hubby and I were taking some steps to buy our first home in the city and heck we were even talking about maybe a lil rugrat this summer! Everything was a honeymoon and then came the hiccups. A few little things fell out from under us and our little daydream was over. We had nothing.

We wont dwell on our misfortunes cause lets be honest, it can always be worst! This blog isn't going to be a pitty party or contestant rants about how bad my life is because its not, its disheveled but its good. This blog will be all about my new start and what I'm doing to get the crazy train back on track.

Anyhoo, back to the story. With out a beat after everything came undone my fabulous family offered to take in  my husband Brady (that hunky beast with the shades on) and I and our furry four legged babies. So 4 hours and a huge budget truck later we went from 2 honeymooners living in a 4 bedroom house in western New York  with our 2 cats and bagel hound pup to a  5 bedroom home in central (middle of the woods) Pennsylvania with my pa, my mom, my younger sister and brother, their two dogs and 2 cats. In case your're bad at math or I just lost you in my rambling that's 6 full grown adult humans, 3 crazy dogs and 4 kitty cats. Its kind of like full house meets Christmas vacation and  Brady and I are kinda like cousin Eddy. With all the laundry, fur and Pennsylvania spring water things are going surprisingly well, but this is just the beginning!

Just to keep you coming back for more I thought I would pull out the big guns and give you a glimpse of my sweet bagel hound (half basset hound + half beagle = the cutest face on earth) Hannah Rose Twinkle Toes. We usually just call her Hannah!