a great tide pool beach ~ Crystal Cove

Crystal Cove colorless

and still more : )

a Crystal Cove sunset...

a little catch up...

Spring Break was last month and I'm just getting around to looking through our pictures.
I'll get them on here eventually.

Here is PART ONE...



This is T-Rocks in Quartzsite, AZ.
If you have any rock fans in your family then this is a must stop if you are driving on to California.
We have MANY treasures from this side stop : )

where we stayed...

The Newport Coast Villas Resort was truly beautiful.  The great deal was worth the stay.  Although this is not the way our family vacations, I could handle this every now and again. 

The gorgeous pools and life size checker board were definintely attention getters.

The fragrance of sweet jasmine was heavy in the air and lucky for us, these blooming vines covered our villa.

put this on your list...

...a trip to Balboa Island.
One of my favorite parts of our vacation.
We drove the car right onto the ferry that shuttled us across the inlet.
And I was so tempted to jump ship and grab some of those chocolate covered strawberries but I stayed put.

I think we stopped at nearly every little shop.  We met a wonderful shop owner who gave us a great deal on our purchases and then recommended we eat at this little mexican joint just a stroll down the sidewalk.  We did. And boy are we glad!  Sooooo very good. Very reasonably priced. And you could tell the locals were regulars.  That's a sure sign it is gonna be yummy!  Another recommendation came from some friends in the ward (who make a habit of coming to this exact spot time after time) who said you MUST STOP at the bakery.  MY. OH. MY.

I wish I had gotten a shot of the Balboa Island Candy shop.  Candy from days gone by and barrels of every flavor salt water taffy you could imagine.  We stocked up of course : )

Opening Day for our two All Stars!

The Braves for Cooper...


and the Ironbirds for Davis... 

And we won't be around much while the boys play ball.
It begins in March and it's all we do for nearly three months straight! : )

Take us out to the ball game!!

At the Brown household, we declare Opening Day...

a National Holiday!!!

That means the kids get to be pulled out of school.

All on account of getting to celebrate...
peanuts,
cracker jacks,

and the fact that the Boys of Summer are back!!

The hunt...

We don't make the bunny part of Easter too big of a deal around our home.
But we do enjoy hunting and searching for a few of the yummy treats.
And it brings us together for fun and relaxing morning...
which I totally support!

Who doesn't love a cupcake!!

What a fun and creative take on an Easter cupcake. 

Found the darling idea here.

The Responsiblity Project...

Given that Brent works for Liberty Mutual...

Given that we LOVE baseball...

This little story is precisely fitting.
And what makes it so great is that it's true.
Watch through to the credits : )

Enjoy!

Sunday will come...

Easter is just a few days away.

There is so much peace and hope and happiness that surrounds the message of this sacred day we celebrate.

I'm always grateful to be reminded of those moments when I am blessed with a testimony building experience.

This was one of them. 

I remember clearly hearing the words the first time.  It was November 2006.  It was a time I thought my mom might leave her broken body behind and return to her heavenly home for a much deserved rest.  I hung on Elder Wirthlin's every word.

And then I remember reading those words in the Conference issue of the Ensign.


I had the same beautiful feelings wash over me again.

Today, a little over three and half years later, I found the above highlighted clip and it was no different. 

I still feel the emotion and the power of these truths and am so grateful my sweet mother's Sunday has finally come. 

Happy, Happy Easter.

Here is Elder Wirthlin's talk in its entirety.

*photo found here

Recipe #5

I can make a yummy pot roast.  I usually put it in the crock pot.  It's the perfect method when there is no time.  But if you have just a handful of minutes to spare, this is the one to try.

The Pioneer Woman's tutorial for a delicious and melt-in-your-mouth pot roast is easy and the results are so, so darn good!

The only thing I did differently turned out to be something I wouldn't do again.  I used the cute, small and ready to eat out of the bag carrots and they turned to mush.  Baby food really, so I'd stick with the full size variety and take the time to wash and cut or I would add the cute little ones half way through the cooking time.

Mmmmmmm...it was delicious!

*photo found here

simply beautiful

my sweet kristi shared this link with me.
it is a story of love.
it is not a quick read.
it will take some time.
but it will be time well spent.

feeling a bit sentimental...

As much as I love my nearly 15 year old daughter and 11 year old son...

My heart is aching for these two darlings that seemed to skip through my home just moments ago.

Life moves quickly and for some reason I want to dig my heals in and come to a complete stop.

Do I want to do it over?
Try again?
Fix the mistakes?
I don't think so...

But I know I would trade in a driving permit and receiving the priesthood for just a few stolen moments with dolls and trucks.

Recipe #4

Let's face it...
I'm not going to get these recipes posted in a timely manner.
I've faced it and I'm okay with it.

The recipe for the next week was Ree's Mac and Cheese. 
For the record ~ I don't make homemade mac and cheese.  Kraft does a lovely job with the kind in the famous blue box, don't you think??  But this recipe changed my mind in a hurry. 

The last time I tasted the homemade variety, I was a newlywed living in Eugene Oregon.  Some wonderful friends of ours invited us over for dinner one night and this is what they served up.  I so enjoyed it!  Cheesy, gooey and a crunchy top.  It was delicious but I, for whatever reason, I never ventured to try the dish on my own.  End of story. 

So here we are at the present.  The recipe was easy enough.  I'm learning through this consistant try at new recipes that the first time you make a recipe is the time to learn what works and what you need to adjust the next time.  You know ~ like the heat on my pan gravy for the Chicken Fried Steak.  This time around it was the heat and the amount of time it took to get the cheese mixture to the proper "thickened" state.  Next time around I'll turn down the heat.  I think I'm seeing a pattern here : ) I cooked up some bacon to a crispy deliciousness to add in before I tucked it in the oven to bake.

We all really liked the mac and cheese.  The bacon is a must!  I will certainly make this again with the above mentioned adjustments.  She has some other wonderful suggestions to add in too...like carmelized onion, green chilies and a variety of cheeses.  Mmm Mmm good!  Oh wait - that's Cambell's.

I'm not doing another recipe until after Spring Break, just in case you were all anxiously awaiting!
Ha Ha!  I love pretending you all care : )

*photo found here

Easy to please

Growing up there came a night every couple weeks where we opened up the fridge and pulled out all the leftovers. 

Whatever happened to be there was dinner.

We called it "clean out the fridge night".

We have carried on the tradition nicely with my children.

Only they call it "scrounge night".

I don't really like the new title but I'm pretty sure it was my husband that deemed it so when the kids were just little.

It must of had something to do with me being gone during the dinner hour and that he and the kids could scrounge something up.

When we announced last night that it was offically "scrounge night", Cooper shouted with glee and gave a fist pump.

He said that "scrounge night" is his favorite meal.

If he were always this easy to please!

Recipe week #3

Another winner from Ree's cookbook. 

Pico de Gallo and Guacamole.

Truth be told I really have never known the difference between pico de gallo and salsa.

Now I do.

And I'm very glad.

Don't get me wrong...I have a couple FABULOUS salsa recipes.

And they're not going anywhere!

But for something totally fresh and yummy...pico is a delicious discovery.

And for guacamole lovers ~ the pico makes the guac a no brainer!

Start choppin' those veggies and mashin' those avocados and settle in for a night of dippin' and munchin'!

I promise you'll be in for a great night : )

*photo found here

From just turning 4 to just turning 7 - all in the blink of an eye!

Cooper's first year of preschool was tough.  But thanks to a wonderful, ever so kind and patient teacher he made it to Graduation Day...tears and all.

As I look back on that day I remember how much my insides were scrambled in a knot all because the love for my child outweighs everything.  But I MADE him go through with the celebration.  I MADE him walk down the stairs, down the isle, to the front of the room, all by himself.  The huge tears and heart renching sobs were real.  I mean really real.  It made me squirm to try to untie those darn knots.  I wanted to rescue him from it all...the nervousness, the embarassment, the fear ~ whatever it was that had him so completely undone.  But I cheered him on.  Encouraging him that he could do it.  Giving him a huge smile and thumbs up.  Clapping along with the other parents who either understood or thought I was the meanest mom in the world.  But finally, after what seemed like forever, he took a deep breath and graduated from his first year in preschool with a smile.  Goodness...I remember that like it was yesterday. 

Recently we celebrated Cooper turning 7.  He's in first grade and rocks the school yard.  Sometimes he seems so confident that I wonder how that moment three years ago even happened. 

And by the way,

in the world of a 7 year old...

volcano cakes are AWESOME!
Thanks to Ethan and his mom for the fun idea and thanks to Family Fun for giving the instructions on how to make it!
I'd do it again! It was so fun to create.

This deserves its own post

We made french dip sandwiches out of the leftover tenderloin.

Toasted, crunchy roll with melted monterey jack cheese.
Au jus for dipping.
Delectable tenderloin piled high for sheer pleasure.

MY. OH. MY.

I think don't think I've eaten a sandwich as delightful as that was.

Recipe for week #2

This is getting posted a week late but here ya go...

I felt so successful with my last recipe from The Pioneer Woman 's cookbook that I jumped right in with this next one.  I decided to make Chicken Fried Steak.  I can't link you to the recipe because it's not on her blog and I'm too lazy to type out the recipe from her cookbook for you at this particular moment.  But hey ~ go buy her cookbook and you'll be set!

Now, let me start by saying that I have NEVER eaten, tasted or put to my lips, chicken fried steak.  It is something my mom never cooked and I've never ordered it at a restaurant.  I've never even been to Cracker Barrel for heaven's sake!  But the pictures in her cookbook looked delicious and Brent was certainly up for it.  After all, he did serve his mission in Atlanta, Georgia so he has eaten more than a few chicken fried steaks in his two year stay there.  And he liked it!  The mission AND the chicken fried steak : )

The process wasn't that bad.  A little dipping and dreadging, dipping and dreadging.  Then you fry it up in a pan!  (oh wait...isn't that a jingle from a commercial back in the 70's about bringin' home the bacon??)

Ok.  Sorry.  I'm getting off track...

After setting the steaks aside you whip up some pan gravy from the brown bits left in the fry pan.  I was a bit discouraged at this point because I realized my heat was too high and my gravy was burning a bit.  But Brent kept cheering me on.  He poured in the milk and I whisked.  It was very simple but I think I had my mind set on wanting it to turn out like the picture in Ree's cookbook and that wasn't the case.

The verdict???
Brent and my boys cleaned their plates and then some.  I couldn't believe Cooper asked for seconds and thirds.  He is my picky one for sure.  Maddison and I on the other hand decided that chicken fried steak was not for our delicate palates and that it must be a boy thing.

I asked Brent to be honest as I needed to write a review for this post.  He said he really enjoyed it.  The steak was tender and tasted like he remembered it down in the South.  He did say the gravy was a bit burned but not un-edible.  So a little adjustment on the heat and it would have been darn near perfect.

So fry up some chicken fried steak for the cowboys in your life...they'll love ya forever.

Oh yeah ~ and leave the windows open!!  It smelled like fried food for a good 24 hours.  Whoo-ee!!

*photo found here

A Ward Family...

Living away from my immediate family has its UPS and DOWNS.

One of the UPS is that I've had to extend my family circle.

I'm tremendously blessed to be living among FANTASTIC people who make me and my family feel part of a whole.

Thanks family, for taking time out of your very busy lives to make a youth activity so stinkin' fun!

Each of you bless my life.

Julie & Julia

I'm not a fan of the movie.
Saw it and was unimpressed. (is that a word?)
I was impressed with Meryl Streep, however.

I am also impressed with Ree Drummond.
My dream is to be her next door neighbor.
And because I do realize that some dreams are meant to be only that...
I settled on buying her cookbook.

The Pioneer Woman, as she is known in blogland, made a stop in my neck of the woods for a book signing.
I figured this was as close as I would get to my dream so I went and took fun Vickie with me.
We waited for a L O N G time.  Which would have been much longer but thanks to fun Vickie's darling nieces, we got in line with them.

It was such a great evening.
Chatting.
Taking some photos.
Enjoying a refreshing beverage.
Chatting lots more.
Finally our turn came.
And I got my book signed...

She is real and down to earth and funny and took time for each person there.

So after having a signed cookbook in my hands I was going to really get into it and start cooking every single recipe in there!  I was going to turn myself into her sidekick.  I was going to do the Julie part of Julie and Julia. 

But then LIFE happened.

So three months later my energy has changed and instead I'm just going to cook SOMETHING out of her book ONCE a week.  My week reference will be Sunday to Saturday.

Week #1

Brent and I picked out her Roasted Beef Tenderloin for a special Valentine's Sunday dinner.  As she notes in her book and on her blog - this is pricey!  The recipe on her blog differs from that in her book slightly.  The seasoning in her book is kosher salt, pepper, sugar and olive oil.  And in her book she mentions to cook it to a lesser temp.  We took it out when the temp read 134 which is inbetween the two cook times.  The kids took the ends (not so red) and Brent and I devoured the center pieces.  It truly was melt in your mouth delicious.  And if you are scared away from pink meat, please think again.  Some years ago I made the switch.  I never knew how beautiful beef could be.  Even ask my dear friend Maggie, who is slightly older than myself.  She discovered the delights of a filet mignon a few weeks ago.  Her smart daughter Kristi helped her make the switch.  It's never too late!!

Stay tuned next week for recipe #2.  I have no idea what it's going to be : )

Celebrate GOOD TIMES ~ Come on!

The Freshman Lady Hawks ended the season with only one loss.

Who knows what the coming seasons of basketball will hold for Maddison.

But for right now it's been pretty darn FANTASTIC!!

We love you Sis.

Congrats on a winning season!

A winning season that began 7 years ago...

When Maddison was about 7 years old she played on a little city rec basketball team with her friends Hannah, Haley and Lexie.

They were so cute with their hair in a curly ponytail which was often adorned with a fun little flower or the Bo Derek braids that covered their heads and bounced up and down as they ran around the court.

Dribbling here and there, tossing the ball in the air and hoping it would land in that basket that seemed so high and out of reach.

They smiled and held hands and after the fun few weeks of some good exercise Maddison never thought of basketball again.

Her recreational sport of choice was dance.

And she spent her summers doing tricks off the diving board for the city dive team. When Maddison was 12 and in the 7th grade she decided she was going to try out for the junior high basketball team.

Excuse me??

Where did that come from??

Some 7 year old dream that was never quite fulfilled??

But she did it.

The coach kept 12 girls.

Maddie was girl number 13.

Coach said something like this to her, "I have a deal for you. I'd like to keep you on the team but you need to understand a few things. You will work out with the team, practice hard with the team, run the drills with the team and be expected to be at every game with the team BUT you wouldn't be able to actually play in a real game with the team. I see some real potential in you and would like to give you the opportunity to develop yourself as a player. With some hard work and lots of practice I think you could do it. So that's the deal. You don't have to say yes. I understand it would be hard to put in all the work and not get to play. I'll let you think about it over night and you can let me know tomorrow."

We talked Maddie through it over and over.

The good. The bad. The ugly.

She took the deal.

It's amazing what it does for one's confidence when someone believes in you. (Coach Little is a smart man...both on and off the court.)

 She had a great season and learned a lot about basketball and about herself.

She tried out for the 8th grade team the following year.

Coach Little put her on the team and again fueled her confidence with good, fair playing time and believing in her to get the job done.

 The team became the District Champions!

Now here we are at the present...

A freshman in highschool and another basketball season under her belt.

Wings are a beautiful thing.

10 miles

I love these two boys in my life.

One because passing off scouting stuff is very important to him.

The other because he wants to help his son succeed.

Dad checks on son...

Son checks on Dad...

Off they go.

But 10 miles is nothing compared to the miles they will cover

on the road to Eagle.

I'm glad they have each other.

And I'm glad I have them.