Slow Cooker Beef Stew

Today, I sprinted outside to catch a brief glimpse of the sun peaking through Seattle’s clouds. It might be the first time that I’ve seen the sun since my trip to LA. If the forecast continues as predicted, it also might be the last time I see the sun until the next time I travel away from Seattle. Fortunately, I have a sure fire way to beat the blues that cloudy weather tends to bring. It’s called food. My go-to is typically coffee and pastries, but I’ve been told you can’t live on carbs alone (although I’m willing to try). This stew isn’t quite like eating sunshine, that’s what lemon poppyseed muffins are for. This stew is more like being wrapped up in a soft blanket next to a warm fire. A warm fire that happens to be waiting for you when you get home from work. Don’t you love slow cooker recipes?! [kindred-recipe id=”703″ title=”Slow Cooker Beef Stew&#8221…

Currently Obsessing

Hey!  In case I haven’t mentioned it.. in every post for the past 2 weeks.  Thanksgiving!  Soon! Hallelujah! Aren’t the holidays just the greatest?  I mean, minus all of the stresses that go along with them but we are so so blessed that we are seeing family, getting new family (hello twins!), and getting time off work to spend quality time together.  Plus, Baby Jesus?!?! Thank you, Jesus (for real!). We have so many but not really any holiday traditions which makes zero sense.  Like, the Husband and I get presents for each other sometimes, but not always.  We spend a weekend away sometimes but not always.  We go to a Christmas concert sometimes but not always. However, Thanksgiving dinner is always my favorite.  We never listen to Christmas music (our fave!) until after Thanksgiving dinner.  And I refuse to get a Peppermint Mocha from Starbucks until Black Friday. Traditions, people. I’ve been trying to ease my panicked mind about how I’m going to get a hot Thanksgiving dinner on the table by looking up everything that can be made and prepped ahead of time.  It’s only a matter of…

Clean Pipes

We absolutely love living in a brand new house and while we’ve heard horror stories about terrible homebuilding experiences, we honestly came out of the whole thing virtually unscathed. Most of it, I feel, has to do with our builder (if you want our recommendations, just ask) but we also feel very blessed that nothing major went wrong. That being said, we are trying to make sure we are checking everything before our year warranty is up.  And that is why we love our new house.  Home warranties are the bomb.com. We have amazing neighbors and one of them struck a deal with a plumber that would snake our sewer line for a discounted price. I’m not sure if that is the correct spelling or use of the word snake. I know nothing about plumbing. Good experiences aside, there are been plenty of our neighbors that have had slight issues with the plumbing.  Like, basement full of sewage, front yards torn up, etc. Since none of that sounded cheap we decided to be proactive so we could have the builders pay in case/ when something was wrong. We were feeling very confident of our decision…

London, United Kingdom

Nearly two years ago (how has it been that long already?!), I went on the trip of a lifetime with my college bestie and my brother. The trip took us across Ireland and nearly the length of the UK, and did I mention that every bit of it was amazing?! In just a few short weeks, I will be returning to London for approximately eleven hours. In preparation for making the most of my brief visit, I thought it would be appropriate to review the highlights of my first trip there. We were blessed with gorgeous weather for the majority of our trip. This is saying something since we traveled in March to some places known for their blustery, wet weather. As you can see, in London we had blue skies. London Bridge thankfully didn’t fall as we walked across. We said hello to Big Ben. And of course had some fish ‘n chips. And of course they were. The. Best. Ever. This adorable man proposed to me. Well, indirectly. He actually just planned our wedding ceremony. His British accent nearly convinced me to agree to a walk down the isle. But the trip wouldn’t…