December 31, 2012

12 months of memories

Cheers, 2012!

January . . . thankful for a new job!

February . . . earning my real estate broker license!

March . . . Celebrating my 25th Birthday on St. Patrick's Day in Ireland!

April . . . attempting some urban homesteading, planting our first mini veggie garden 

May . . . Wicked at the Denver Center downtown,  a lovely Memorial Day Weekend in Keystone

June . . . our friend's wedding! Granddad's 90th Birthday! Demolishing our kitchen!

July . . . Brandi, Gregory, & Ingrid at RedRocks, wine tasting in Evergreen

August . . . successful surgery, launching TheDaileyLife blog!

September . . . a new job! celebrating our renewal anniversary, MMW series!

October . . . an amazing trip to CA, celebrating Gramma's 89th! watching fall leaves change

November . . . our fourth anniversary! making a vision board at work - keeping an eye on the future!

December . . . Dan's Masters! dinner parties with friends, white Christmas in Keystone! 



December 29, 2012

my, what red pants you have!

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sweater: nordstrom rack
shirt: banana republic
pants: banana republic
necklace: loft
shoes: børn

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December 23, 2012

{recipe} sea salt & chocolate peanut butter balls

{gluten free!} 

Sea Salt & Chocolate Covered Peanut Butter Cocoa Balls

... they're a mouthful, alright!

4 cups cocoa pebbles cereal
1 cup gluten free flour
1 cup creamy peanut butter
2 tbsp butter, melted
2 tbsp light corn syrup
1tsp vanilla extract

1 pkg semisweet chocolate chips
sprinkle of coarse sea salt

1.     Line baking sheet(s) with parchment paper.
2.     In a large bowl, using a rubber spatula, combine warm, melted butter, peanut butter, and corn syrup.
3.     In a separate bowl, mix cereal and flour, add to peanut butter mixture one cup at a time until evenly mixed.
4.     Heat chocolate chips in a glass dish in the microwave, stirring every 30 seconds, adding oil if needed, until smooth. 
5.     Using your hands, press mixture into small balls and drop into melted chocolate, turning with two forks until coated. 6.     Place each ball on parchment paper, sprinkle with sea salt while chocolate is still soft. 


... Just don't casually leave one sitting on a plate on the floor while you're drinking boozy eggnog with the intention of wrapping Christmas gifts but you get distracted skyping with your parents and your husband opens the door and lets the beasts in and said delicious chocolate ball is devoured instantly. 
No animals were harmed.


December 22, 2012

The Lowe's Are Coming! The Lowe's Are Coming!


duh-nu. duh-nu.

duh-nu! duh-nu! duh-nu!

>>> DUN!!!! <<<

Let the Christmas festivities begin!!


December 21, 2012

Wears: happy winter solstice!


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sweater: forever21 (2006)
skirt: halogen, nordstrom
belt: dorothy perkins
boots: aldo
necklace: loft

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sweater: gap, 2009
shirt: express
khakis: gap

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December 20, 2012

Happy Birthday to my amazing Mom!

My mom is the bomb dot com...

The most incredible woman I know. 

Who dances to Bob Dylan, Cat Stevens, Donovan, and Joni Mitchell.

Who taught me its ok to not know all the answers and to try new things every day.

Who has the best sense of humor and best laugh I've ever heard.

Who is a friend to animals and elderly people.

Whose idea of a fresh start is a fresh coat of paint or rearranging the furniture.

Who has the most selfless and generous soul.

Who isn't afraid to fight back for what she believes in. 

Who shares my gyspy soul, creative hands, and "old Indian woman feet".

I love you mom, thankful for you everyday. 
Happy Birthday

December 18, 2012

wears: blue Christmas

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sweater: H&M
skirt: The Limited
boots: DSW
watch: MK, gift

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December 17, 2012

hearts and ants

I am constantly amazed by the human heart's ability to bear weight much greater than its own. 
The average adult heart weighs around 10 ounces yet supports life in a body hundreds of times its size, much like ants, who can lift and carry 10-50times their bodyweight (like me carrying a  car) over distances equivalent to 15 miles for a human. It doesn't make any sense and science can't explain it, and yet everyday, in almost every climate, these animals that are smaller than grains of rice, venture out in search of food and materials for their habitats, and haul their findings home on top of their heads. 

Anatomy aside, everyday our hearts carry an incalculable amount of emotional weight and serve as a filter for our bodies to process joy, excitement, anxiety, fear, love, and grief even when we don't have the words to describe or understand what we are feeling. The heart doesn't need reasons, answers, or explanations to do its job. Every second of every day of our lives, our hearts take on anything that comes their way without being told, without hesitation, without fear of risks and dangers. 

Like all of you, my heart was crushed by the news that echoed throughout the world on Friday about the inexplicable, evil tragedy that had taken place and the countless lives that were affected by what happened. My mind is distraught with questions and thoughts, my body physically aches for the suffering of others, and my heart bears an unbelievable grief. I fell to my knees last night and wept for all of the pain in this world. I selfishly wished I could hug my own family members and tell them I love them, a simple act so many of those families were robbed of that day. I broke down under the weight of anger, sorrow, loneliness, and chaos that plagues our world. There have been moments during the past few days in which all I am capable of doing is staring silently at the wall. I have no words for all that I am feeling and yet my heart continues to beat in my chest and I know that I have so much still to learn about the limits of the human heart. 

During a time and a season when we are inundated with so many words- on the news, in the media, in songs, and on greeting cards- we are constantly being reminded of how different we are in our beliefs, traditions, and opinions. The one thing that we all have in common, and absolutely no control over, is a heart deep within us aching for a world filled with love, peace, and joy- but even amidst the anger, pain, and grief it continues to give life to our bodies despite the risks that may lie ahead. 

The daily journey is not an easy one for such tiny beings and they expose themselves to environmental dangers (weather, predators, chemicals, human feet) the second they step outside. Sadly, not all the ants that set out to work that day return home. If they are not victims of accidents, many succumb to exhaustion and collapse en route. The miracle is that the other ants do not simply ignore their fallen friend despite their heavy loads and calculated schedules. The other ants will actually drop whatever they were holding, lift the body with their mouths, and carry it back to the colony cemetery. 

The colonies are sometimes described as superorganisms because the ants appear to operate as a unified entity, collectively working together to support the colony. 

December 16, 2012

inspiration: fifteen

"I've learned that no matter what happens, or how bad it seems today, 
life does go on, and it will be better tomorrow. I've learned that you can tell a lot about a person by the way he/she handles these three things: a rainy day, lost luggage, and tangled Christmas tree lights. I've learned that regardless of your relationship with your parents, you'll miss them when they're gone from your life. I've learned that making a "living" is not the same thing as making a 'life'. I've learned that life sometimes gives you a second chance. I've learned that you shouldn't go through life with a catcher's mitt on both hands; you need to be able to throw something back. I've learned that whenever I decide something with an open heart, I usually make the right decision. I've learned that even when I have pains, I don't have to be one. I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. I've learned that I still have a lot to learn. I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.” 

Maya Angelou


December 15, 2012

you can call him Master

roughly 39 loooong months ago (not that I was counting... but I was) a man began a journey with a seemingly indefinite end...

a journey that required purchasing 600 page text books with titles like parallel programming for rocket scientists and the genius's guide to all things obnoxiously hard to pronounce...

a journey that served as the perfect year-round excuse from chores, errands, and shopping...

a long, exhausting, awesome journey to destination: Master's Degree!!

Wahoo!! Hooray!! Yeehaw!!

As of 12.14.2012 my incredible husband officially has his Master's in Computer Science
(just typing that makes my brain hurt)
and I couldn't be more proud!!

I also couldn't be more excited, because this means that for the first time in all our years together, neither of us is in school!! Who knows what the future may hold? What possibilities lie ahead? The endless hours of free time to devote to senseless television shows, miscellaneous hobbies...

but mostly lots of this:
Well just wrap it up, put it in the bag...I'll take it!
Congratulations Master Daniel!! 
I love you with all my heart.
(just don't get used to me calling you that... ever, really).

December 14, 2012

inspiration: fourteen

“It's difficult in times like these: ideals, dreams and cherished hopes rise within us, only to be crushed by grim reality. It's a wonder I haven't abandoned all my ideals, they seem so absurd and impractical. Yet I cling to them because I still believe, in spite of everything, that people are truly good at heart.” 

Anne Frank


December 13, 2012

happy birthday Artie!

This handsome little gent turned 8 on Tuesday which means he came into my life 7 years ago! It's still hard to believe that on December 11th, 2005, I showed up to an adoption fair, went straight over to this gangly Grover look-alike, he jumped up and put his paws on my shoulders, and an hour later I paid cash for him and home we went.

 While deciding on his name, I instantly knew he was quite the royal pup, so in the car ride home, somewhere between Santa Monica and Redondo Beach, he became King Arthur Montgomery, aka Artie. He has since learned to swim in the ocean, taken over a dozen road trips through six states,  met his future daddy, moved four times, watched us get married (as the ring bearer at our wedding, of course!), stayed by my side through college, new jobs, birthdays, holidays, anniversaries, and has been a patient big brother to a mischievous feline and particularly tiresome red-haired pup. 

Happy Birthday to you sweet Arthur bear, we can't imagine a day without you.


doggy ice cream sundaes!

can't leave the cat out!

8 sweet years young!