What I've learned from living in the arctic tundra...

I love living in Tulsa. I really do. There are great restaurants, lots of fun things to do, my friends, and you get to experience all 4 seasons. Spring, summer, fall, all are exceptionally great, even winter. Well, that was until Tuesday when I woke up and realized Molly and I had moved to Alaska overnight, as we were greeted with 15" of snow! Luckily, we were not in Alaska with Sarah Palin (thank goodness), but instead this insane amount of snow had just been dumped on Tulsa, or as I like to refer to it now as the Arctic Tundra.

During my week in the arctic tundra, I have learned a great deal about survival tactics that I need to share.

1. You can never have enough soup in your house. My snow week diet consisted of soup, fruit, and lean cuisines. And, for some reason when I looked at the ridiculous amount of snow on the ground my friends Miss Progresso and Mr. Campbell always made me feel much better.



2. Owning a puppy is key to keeping a small bit of sanity during a snow-pocalypse. Molly and I shared numerous discussions about what soup we should make today, what DVR-d show we should catch up on after lunch, what sweatshirt would make the best snow fashion statement, etc. But most importantly, having a snuggled up puppy asleep in your lap makes working from home the best thing ever.


3. Just because you pay your gas bill, doesn't mean you will still have hot water. Now, we will not go into the gas bill story circa July 2010 because that is a.) not blog worthy due to high embarrassment and b.) I would have to die my hair back blonde to pass it off as a blonde moment. Point of the matter is...pipes freeze and you lose hot water, but if you just cry to your momma a whole lot, hot water will eventually come back. Moms know how to make everything better.



4. I will always own a gas guzzling, non-Eco friendly, big ole SUV for the rest of my life. Sometimes when you've been cooped up for so long, nothing gives you greater satisfaction than taking out a snow mound in your beast of a car. But, Despite the fact that I was driving a suburban for the week (not the best snow mobile), the positive side was Molly and I could go on a mini-vacation back to 1973. Our new favorite pastime includes, sitting in the car, booty warmers turned on of course, and brushing up on our 70s on 7 with XM radio.



5. You know you are from Arkansas if you think your garden shovel can pass off as a snow shovel. For some reason my sweet little garden shovel that is perfect for planting hydrangeas and azaleas is not so sweet when it comes to digging through 15" of snow.



6. Countdowns to vacation just might be the one saving factor to realizing there is a light at the end of the tunnel. Florida vacay with my favorites is only 154 days away!


-LB

We aren't in South Arkansas anymore...

Well, if you ever wondered what almost 20" of snow or a blizzard warning looks like, here's a first hand look.

Little Mo is guarding the front porch, as she was not a fan of sinking down in the snow!



I promise my driveway is under there somewhere...


The snow was nice enough to let my street numbers peek through...I'm sure the mail man appreciates that!


I wanted to make sure Dad's car got a good dose of crazy Oklahoma weather...



And, this little booger has decided that the only good thing about a snow day is that she gets to snooze in my lap and continue on her quest for the title of being the most rotten puppy ever!



-LB

At home with Molly and me...

In honor of the one year anniversary of making an offer on my house, I thought I would take my small posse of readers on a tour of our house. I wish we had before pictures, but the after is just so much better!

Let's start in the living room...with my favorite orange chair and paintings!






Now we'll migrate on into the dining room and kitchen...



Of course, the infamous pink table. I think it is the best conversation piece ever and highlight of my house. And, to everyone who said I could never get a boy to eat on a pink table...my Dad has multiple times! Further proving my point, if there is food on the table to eat, a man does not care what color the table is that he is eating on!

Anyways, off to the bedrooms. First is the guest bedroom with my first do-it-yourself project: the red headboard.



And off to my bedroom, my favorite room in the house!







Pink pillows, pink flowers, pink headboard...the pink accents on the gray palette just make the pink pop that much more! Oh, I love it!

Oh, and one last stop, the hall. Did I mention I love the color pink?



-LB