Call Me Martha

I'm in the midst of a Martha Stewart weekend. I can't live like Martha every day, but every once and a while I get a glimpse of what life would be like if I were crafty, patient, full of ingenuity, and had no demands on my time other than to express myself in creative details around the home.

I have been baking these adorable raspberry pinwheels I found in my newest magazine subscription, Real Simple. I think they will make nice gifts this holiday season. They look very Christmas-y, especially in mason jars with a ribbon tied around the neck. The only drawback to these delightful cookies is that they take for-freakin-ever to make. I bet Martha would never say that. I think these cookies would have fit better in a magazine called "Not As Simple As It Looks."


After making the cookies I felt like getting some fresh air outside. I stepped out and nearly tripped over the scattered tree branches Cody had trimmed from our Christmas tree. I had asked him to save them for me in case I wanted to do something crafty with them. Inspiration struck. This time it really was simple. I grabbed a clear vase and stuck in the trimmings. Then, I added a bit of vine from the yard. The vine just happened to have beautiful red berries on it. Hopefully, they aren't poisonous or anything, although I do plan to keep an eye on the kids to make sure they don't sample the centerpiece.

I must admit, every time I walk by this gorgeous, natural looking arrangement I smile. I guess that's the point of doing these extra little things. Their beauty, and the satisfaction of creating them brings joy.