Instagrammin': Fall Edition

It's been a while since I've done an Instagram post. This encompasses pretty much all of fall. As we move into the holiday season, I'll be sharing more about Christmas, Santa, and Grady (duh). You can follow me at sweetsaltysc. 

Wanna know what this is? This is my celebratory champagne and pizza from Noah's Antica Pizzeria. It happened because I am now gainfully employed with Hotelguides.com.

Have you ever seen a cuter pumpkin? I know this was like, two months ago, but I'm still not over it.

I think this was at the Georgia game. Oh, that was a glorious day.

Chad Michaels. As Cher. Flawless.

This was my first seasonal latte. Let's be real, I only drink these once every couple of weeks and in the cooler months at that. I look forward to it every year, just like Christmas music and pumpkin bread.

I like to put Grady in this onesie when Emily has to take a business trip. Plus he totally has Oompa Loompa hair here.

Have you ever seen a baby wearing only a diaper and socks? You may faint from the cuteness.

This is one of my favorite tricks! If you yell touchdown, Grady will do touchdown with you.

Have you ever been so tired that you had to lie down while drinking your bottle?

Y'all, doesn't that sound like just the thing? I've already had a request for it, and I fully intend on making good on that.

I know I showed you this picture already, but I'm still so proud of it! It's time to start training for more races...or y'know, so I can eat more holiday cookies.

On me, they're fuzzy socks. On Grady, they're baby Uggs.

I know this feeling. You settle down for a short nap and BAM! Crazy hair.

Sundays are meant to be had with hot chocolate. Even if you're watching zombies. But especially if you're watching Housewives.

The beginnings of pumpkin cheesecake. We ended up with two this year because my cousin and I think alike.

Y'all, the Pioneer Woman's Pecan Pie is on point. I made a few personal adjustments, but the integrity of the pie is intact.

Yes, my grandmother makes radish flowers. They. Are. Awesome.

Did I mention my cousin does event planning? She's pretty awesome.

And finally, our Thanksgiving spread. Both turkeys, ham, dressing, mac & cheese, squash, butterbeans, and just about everything else you can think of. Delicious and worth waiting a whole year to eat.

Instgrammin': Late Summer Edition

It seems like every September I catch a little cold. Not a knock-down-seeing-stars flu, just a cold that's inconvenient enough to sap all my energy and give me a low-grade fever. It's not a time when people like you to handle their food. I'm in recovery mode with plans for a pumpkin bender, but until then, here's a glance at the past month or so.

This is the face of disobedience. It's a sweet face to be sure, but mercy this dog doesn't listen!

Farm-fresh eggs come in pretty colors and taste phenomenal, too.

I think he's silently communicating "I don't take pictures of you while you eat."

Memorial Day 2012

WARNING: What you are about to see may damage your eyesight with its blinding cuteness.

 Grady's first trip to the pool! That little girl in the background was so cute. She gave Grady hugs.

 When my sister first dipped his feet into the water he wasn't on board with the whole idea. After hanging out a little while he was ready for his float and liked splashing around.

 His swim shirt has an angry frog hood.

 It started off cloudy, but then the sun came out. Emily ran to get his hat.

 In the meantime he splashed himself in the face.

 Bucket hats make it kind of hard to see.

 Um, daddy? This chinstrap isn't right.

 My, my. All that swimming wears a baby out!

 But not enough not to reach for the shiny camera.

 A bottle finishes the job.

Now if that doesn't melt your heart I don't know what will.

Grady (And A Recipe Fail)

These...were supposed to be biscuits.  Candied bacon biscuits.  As you can see, they're more like candied bacon scones.  But without the scone texture.  Truthfully, I have no idea what to call them.  I wouldn't call them a fail exactly because I'm still gonna eat the bejeesus out of them.  With Nutella.  They're just not everything I was hoping and dreaming for.

But since I don't have a sweet recipe to share with you, I'm going to try to make up for it by showing you the cutest baby I know.

He's grabbing lots of things now and putting them in his mouth.  Those paws you see are Buddy's because he wants to play too.  Or at least lick Grady's head.

 We had some pretty productive tummy time.  He tried to move and groove, but that giraffe was a little slippery.

Faceplant!  He's been trying to roll over but gets stuck.  Oh and I just realized it looks like he's right next to the edge of the bed, but he's totally not.  I'm not dumb.  He's under my watchful eye and the middle of the bed.

Aaaand this is the view you get a lot these days.  He's all about putting his hands and especially his feet in his mouth.

I hope this sorta kinda makes up for my failed biscuits.  But isn't he so cute?!

Christmas in Carolina

I hope everyone had a Merry Christmas/Happy Hanukkah/Lovely Kwanzaa/generally good weekend!  We survived our first Christmas and my first birthday without my grand-daddy and only had one sentimental spell.

This was also Grady's first Christmas.

He gave us lots of smiles this weekend.  He loved when Aunt Mandy talked to him.  He'd just start grinning and getting close to a little baby giggle.

At one point I had both Grady and Puddin hangin' out on me.  Forgive my hair.  It's also worth noting Puddin sat on my lap the entire time we opened presents.  He ended up with glitter all over him.

Our Christmas morning breakfast was the usual mountain of food.  Egg casserole, sausage balls, sticky buns, fruit salad, country ham and biscuits, and the best cheese ball I've ever had.  And let me tell you something, I would sell my soul for sausage balls.  It's just sausage, cheese, and Bisquick, but we'd rather eat sawdust than not have sausage balls Christmas morning.

After all the presents were opened, Daisy decided she'd finally sit down.

Rich liked reading to Grady.  I gave him his first Christmas book with his Christmas jammies.

James was really proud of his sausage and cheese tray.  I told him I'd blog about it.  The sausage was a venison summer sausage.  Sooo yummy.

Grady got a giraffe pillow that's supposed to be good for tummy time because it's really soft.  Puddin figured that since there was a pillow in the middle of the floor, it must be for him.  I think this is after he fell in the pool.  Poor guy, he just walked right in.  Usually he's good about walking around it, but he just walked right in.  He's still a good swimmer though.

We had a good Christmas.  It had the usual wackiness that comes along with any of our family gatherings, and of course the food was good.  Now it's time to get ready for the New Year!