the budding of hope

If people who grow plants well are known as green thumbs, I've always considered myself a black thumb. I seem to curse any plant I try to care for. I love tulips so last fall I slaved away picking at rock hard dirt to plant some bulbs. I can't tell you how thrilled I was when I saw these beauties popping out of the ground!

I actually grew something! This has given me hope and I am now trying to grow indoor ferns and cooking spices....here's hoping!

(any tips on tulip care would be much appreciated...so I don't kill them...they're way too young to die)

all things fancy

Last night we payed homage to Abby's greatest idol: Fancy Nancy

If Nancy were a real person, she would be Abby

I've tried to "un-girlie" her, but it just won't take, so last night we embraced it!

First we made a very fancy poster advertising the events to come

Here's a shot of our instructor decked out in her finest...

...she'd dress like this 24/7 if I let her.

Next came instructions on all things fancy

(plain vs. fancy)

(the appropriate use of accessories)

(the proper way to ascend and descend a staircase)

(Dad was best at this)

(tinkies up!)

Abby then dressed us up...aren't we posh

(that's a fancy word for fancy)

Now that we were properly attired, we tried out our new found fancy skills at the very exclusive restaurante: Freddy's Steakburgers and Custard

Sunglasses must be worn inside so our fans do not recognize us

Tinkies up!

And of course it wouldn't be a Fancy Nancy night without ending it with parfaits.

Au Revoir!