Recipe for Success

1 part Paula + 1 part Martha = success. Trust me on this one.


I was looking through my cookbooks to find something easy to make that could make a grown man cry. Not just any grown man...specifically, hotties. That's right. I am FINALLY getting around to making a yummy-in-my-tummy treat for our fire-fighting heroes. And I wanna make them bawl, roll into the fetal position and ask for a bah-bah.

Enter Paula. I have one of her cookbooks and she gave me a brilliant idea. One regular box of brownie mix and add a layer of her cheesecakey goodness and WAHLA! You end up with one batch of tear-inducing weepamatics.

Here is my modified recipe for the cheesecake layer -

• 1 thingie creamcheese
• 1 stick o butter
• 1 cup sugar
• 1 Tbl flour
• 2 eggs
• 1 cup pecan pieces
  
  

So throw your normal brownie mix in a pan but keep some for drizzling. Then layer the cheesecake mixture on top (I ran a knife tip around for those psychedelic swirls - totally tubular!) and then drizzle the rest of the brownie mix. Cook according to your box.


And then you end up with a dessert of champions. Are you drooling? Are you crying? Are you swearing up and down that your skinny jeans are not worth it. Yeah. me too. Except I don't own skinny jeans. I only own fat jeans and really fat jeans. But these cheese-cake-brownies would make every single pushup, crunch, and lunge worth it.

Wait. I should be honest...God judges me for lying on the blog too. I do not do pushups. Crunches only exist in my world as the sound of a potato chip loaded with Dean's dip being shoved in my pie hole. And the only lunge I do is the one I perform to stretch my fat jeans out in the upper thigh.


And what can make a treat for hotties look a little hotter? A perfect package. Enter Martha.

After Christmas I scored some festive treat boxes on clearance - 90% off! So this package of 6 treat boxes was only $1.50! Remember how I told ya to stock up after holidays? Yeah - this is that word of advice in action. I knew that I would be gifting edible goodies all year round, so buying these boxes was a cheap way to make our hometown heroes feel like they are loved.


The best part about these Stewart craft packages is that it came with everything. The inner boxes to hold the scrumdiliumptiousness, the outter decorative sleeve, the tissue paper, the ribbon and even a little sticker for a finishing touch. And although they are red (coughchristmasycough) I figure that they aren't too riddled with holiday spirit that they can't be used in May. Afterall, firemen are used to the redhot...heehee!


I truly love the scalloped border on the inner box and the polka dots. Even the white design on bold red looks rich and shmancy. Like the surprise inside actually hails from an expensive pastry shop instead of a kitchen in redneckville. (BTW - all Martha Crafts are 25% off at Michael's for three more days! Yipee!)


And speaking of goodlooking packaging, my boyfriend said that the cheese cake brownies were delicious tasting but the box made them look delicious. Maybe I should send this with a box of tissues too.

So now that you know what I am doing to bring a little love to our community crew - I wanna hear about what you do to show the peeps in your town how much you care. Do you spoil the po-po? Do you treat the old folks? Do you take Beggin Strips down to the dog park? (how did the topic go to bacon?!? weird.) Whatever it is that you give, whether it be a chocolate explosion, or a few hours at the hospital, or even a sweet snail mail note - I want all the juicy details. After all, hearing that there are still acts of kindness going on in the world makes me so happy I will probably need a whole box of Kleenex.

Made in the Shades (of Light)

The fine folks over at Shades of Light are my new BFF. If I was Rudy, they would be Notre Dame. If I was an old person, they would be Depends. If I was Brad Pitt, they would be Jen...doh!...I mean, Angelina!!! You get the point.

What is Shades of Light? Besides being Katie's Best Friend Forever, they are the cat's meow provider of lighting, rugs and furniture. Just look at some of these amazing lighting fixtures:

Lurve me tender! Uber cute, no?! And the goosebumps don't stop there - the SOL items are actually quality stuff...totally 'investment' pieces. No, I don't often recommend spending a boo-coo of money on home decor items but in this case, loosen those purse strings! Not only will this stuff last the test of time in quality and general wear and tear but also in design. So your purchase is well worth the money.

So why are they my BFF? I am so glad you asked.

When they heard about my kitchen rug debacle, they swooped in to save the day. They actually offered me a rug! (insert bootie dance here!) And their fabulous design team already picked out some options! One word - "Moderndaysuperheroes".

As many of you know, I love it when you guys vote on stuff for me. Mostly because I get option paralysis...diner menus are the worst (too many choices!) but also because all ten of you have super-fabulous taste! Soooo this rug choice is going to be put into your very able hands. Here is the photo of the too-much-wood-ain't-so-good space:




Now please put on your design hats and pick me a kitchen rug! Here are the options:

Option #1 is the Happy Trellis Rug. Ya'll know how much I love me some green...and this brisk colored plush baby is totally punchy and comfy to boot. Available in three colors :)


The Variegated Round Braid rug is the second option. With it's happening combo of colors done in a practical polypropylene, this option is a breeze to clean (prime time kitchen rug!)


Last but certainly not least, is the Soho Dhurri rug. This is similar in design to my too-small-Pottery-Barn rug but in a rugged and durable dhurri weave. Although it is not as plush as many rugs, the nubbly texture and the yummy yellow color make it quite the contender.


So there you have it...the battle of the century. Even bigger than the one over Brad Pitt. Dear friends help me out by voting. Whatever you choose will be the rug I will live with forever :) I realize that a few of you may not be in the mood to de-lurk, so I thought I could give a little something to you too - here is the Shades of Light Blog. So now you can add that sucker to your reader and continue your lurk-dom!

And because those fine folks at Shades of Light are being so generous, I also decided to pay it forward.

For each vote I get, I am going to donate $1 to Locks of Love (up to $250). They provide hairpieces to bald kids who lost their hair due to medical illness. I know several little girls who suffered from cancer and losing their hair was excruciating. I figure I am getting a rug, so should they :) And it is all thanks to Shades of Light.

Goodbye 27

Sorry ya'll that I have MIA lately. I have been super duper busy. But I have so much to talk about but not enough time. Are any of you sad that you haven't heard from me? anyone? why is it so quiet? mom?!

So even if you couldn't give a rat's you get an update on what I have been up to. I made you this list of all the stuff that has been taking me away from Bower Power. I have posts coming up about some of the following so don't go too far...

• Planned, shopped for and fed 75 ladies at a church event (and decorated the shindig too)
• Bought a new shmancy mattress and boxspring at Ikea (lots of bootie shaking there!)
• Celebrated my boys - the Steelers - as they kicked the Cardinals tailfeathers.
• Found some great new tchotchkies at Goodwill.
• Started piano lessons.
• Made some fantastic cheap art.
• Copied and transfered a bazillion photos from my old computer to my new & snapfish & photobucket (still not done - it takes forever!!!)

And lastly, I have one last thing I am doing. I am saying goodbye to the great age of 27. Today is it. The last hurrah...el ultimo buenos dia...the finale to my mid-20's...tomorrow I will officially be in my late twenties :( I could kinda get away with saying 27 was mid twenties...but no more. See how happy I was with my family on my 27th:

I have this irrational fear that tomorrow that I will wake up thirty pounds heavier and looking like Joan Rivers or Helen Mirren. Please dear Lord, I would prefer Helen...if it's your will :) I will also have gloucoma and my teeth will start crumbling. Bladder control will be a thing of the past and Jeremy will have to help me remember my maiden name. My doctor will have to prescribe cholesterol medication instead of birth control and my two favorite topics will be arthritis and the weather. Gosh. 28 sucks.

Tonight, instead of saying goodbye with a wave and a smile and maybe a margarita, I will be laid out on a table while a laser hair removal lady zaps my bikini area with a high intensity laser. There will be tears...there will be enormous amounts of sweating...and a muttering of words that I will need to pray about later. Even the goodbye sucks.

Also, I am not really done with 27. There are a million things I was supposed to do or see or accomplish by now and I haven't done any of them. Why have I been such a slacker?!? Why does time fly?!?! Why does it go faster if you have a good time?!?! WHY?! I might be having a panic attack. Quick - what is the number for 911 ?!?!

Yet Another Reason...

...why I love my boyfriend.



We have light in our basement! YAY! My handsome dear lover took the initiative to install the recessed lighting. It probably is because I complained that we didn't get anything done in the house this past weekend. He reminded me that we built a closet for our friends who were having an appraisal done for their re-finance deal. The appraisal-boosting closet turned their extra bonus over-the-garage room into a bona fide bedroom. I retorted that 'it wasn't our house' and I am pretty sure I did a 'z' style snapping sequence...am I stinking selfish or what?!?! Lord, forgive me for my pissy tude. And please bless my BFF hubbie for having the patience to deal with his four year old wife.



The recessed lighting was an obvious choice for the low ceiling and we decided to do five lights in the room and two in the closet. The placement of each light was decided for us by the beams, crossbeams, gas lines and joists in the ceiling. We didn't want to go through the extra work of moving things around up there...so we chose locations for the lights that required little to no "bonus renovations".



And just for all you peeps that like renos and the quirks of DYI...we do our plans on whatever happens to be lying around. In this case, it was the light box. Unfortunately, this particular unit that comes in this box was the wrong size. Now we have marked our ceiling measurements marked and this light (and the box) will be returned to the store :)


oh - and one other thing...

(WARNING: Single ladies - just give up because nobody can compare if you read this story. If you proceed, a long, miserable, uncontent life will be inevitable!)

my boyfriend can do...

the most. amazing. thing.

with a round brush and a blow dryer.

Yes, girls, my boyfriend can give a blow-out better than my hairdresser.

I showed him one time. He picked up the brush. my hair is now ridiculous. It is like I am Jessica and I have my own personal Ken Paves. best part - my husband isn't even gay.

Dear Anonymous Please Be My Friend

I have a confession. I am un-pc. But most of you already knew that.

I am not confessing it because I want to change though. In fact, I kinda like the way I am. And since I'm not going to run for a political office or try to be the head of a PTA, I feel like I can get away with it for now. It's like eating a bar of chocolate everyday when you are twelve...you aren't supposed to but you don't reap the harsh consequences because your metabolism still loves you.

The key thing is, that I am not a cruel or descriminatory person. I am very scriminatory :) Most of the things that I say that are un-politically correct are in the form of a joke. And that's how I roll. In fact, I have never had much of a filter. That is just who I am. And I figure that I have good company with these VERY un-pc peeps:

• Ghandi
• Abraham Lincoln
• Nelson Mandela
• Jesus

So that being said, I just HAD to share this conversation that I had with a mysterious Bower Power reader (I know almost all fourteen of them so this must be a lurker). Apparently I offended them with my too-short-for-Bob-daybed post. Please read this:

and my response:



And then Anonymous (and please dear God make it the same Anonymous!) says:

So my sweet loving Anonymous, I come to you with this request: Please, please, please be my friend. Crazy as it may seem but I like you. I really like you. Your sense of humor with that last comment had me rolling. I laughed so hard I almost choked on my saliva. I really want to be your friend in flesh and blood. The confrontation about my totally un-pc comment is who you are - and it doesn't put me off in the least. As a friend, I can buy you gifts - it is my love language afterall. I am being completely serious.

Plus, you paid me the biggest compliment of them all...you lurked. By doing that, you said Bower Power was lurk-worthy. Bless you dear sweet Anonymous! You really made my day!

08 Relived

Sweet memories of 2008:

January

• Hosting the Couples Halo Tournament

February

• Turning 27!!!
• Mountain biking

March

• Discovering the North Georgia outlets
• Hunting for Easter Eggs

April

• Helping with the Bluegrass Ho down & Bingo Night
• Throwing Austin a bridal shower

May

• Visiting New York
• Exploring Boston

June

• Trip to Eleuthera
• Rafting with my work folks
• Introducing Bower Power to the blogosphere

July

• Visiting a best friend in California
• Modeling in the Chattanooga Bridal Show
• Celebrating Cole's 4th Birthday

August

• Family vacation to Disney World
• Rafting with the youth group

September

• Taking a lake break

October

• Celebrating our 1st anniversary in Niagara Falls
• Dressing up for Halloween
• Pretending to be a photographer
• Throwing Brook a baby shower

November

• Friendsgiving

December

• Hosting our 2nd annual Christmas party
• Excursion to Grand Cayman
• Celebrating my boyfriend's 32nd birthday

ALL YEAR LONG

• Being a part of many weddings & graduations & birthday parties
• Getting to meet new members of society #1 #2 #3
• Finishing our kitchen
• Working on our dining room
• Improving our master bedroom
• Cleaning up the dressing room
• Finalizing the guest bathroom
• Making progress in the office
• Completing the living room
• Starting our basement
• Renovating the den
• Repainting the hall

Sucky moments of 2008:

• Visiting the fair
• Hurting my knee
• Killing a brave little squirrel
• Falling off my bike and intersecting with the tree & rocks
• My Mummum's knee replacement
• Gaining 20 lbs
• Getting 14 laser hair removal treatments (ouch!)
• Losing my dear Aunt Kay
• My mom's ACL surgery
• My sister's mouth surgery
• My seven visits to the dentist
• Not getting to visit my grandmother
• Discovering how much fat is in a Chickfila milkshake

Overall - it truly was a fantastic year. One for the record books. I even got to use my passport twice! There were low spots - like when I had one friend move far away...but high ones too, like getting closer (metaphorically speaking) to other friends - like you. You know who you are...my little internet-never-met-in-flesh-and-blood-buddies. So before I start dreaming about what is to come in oh-nine, I wanna make sure you know that all of you dear lovely friends helped make my oh-eight one of the best years yet. And I hope that you have a fun (like a fat kid in a chocolate factory amount of fun) and safe New Year's Eve!

See ya in 2009! Peace out 08!

Feeling the Love

Yesterday was officially an anniversary. An annual celebration that began last year on October 6th. That is when we got married :) And of course, in true anniversary style - I thought my husband forgot. Yes, I know it sounds crazy (being the first year and all) but I seriously believed that my husband did not remember to reserve, save, or plan to celebrate our union.


This is how it went down.


Friday, we planned on going to Bone Fish. If you have never been to a Bone Fish restaurant - I would totally recommend it. We received a lovely little gift card as a wedding present and saved it for this very special occasion. So, in my head, I had a conversation with myself - "This is it. This is the anniversary dinner. This is as much romance as you can expect for the next fifty years. This is what it will be and I must be content." And believe me - I was.

In fact, I even surprised myself because I love (LOVE!!!) to receive gifts. It doesn't matter how big or small, expensive or free, long rehearsed or on a whim. I love gifts. I love to give gifts. I love to brainstorm about the perfect gifts. I love gifts. Ok - now here is the gift deal, when someone gives me a gift, a note, a drawing - it means that they love me. Maybe big love. Maybe small. But a least a little. And this love-language is good news for a marriage. The boyfriend can just buy me a little sumpin, sumpin and I feel like we are rock solid.

So it was quite a shocker to even me when I thought our free gift card was IT for our celebration o' 1 year.


Then he did the unexpected. He pulls out a package. Yes, it is double wrapped. With a ribbon. And inside is this.


I know - shut up right?!?! So I scream. Yup and cry. And generally make a scene. And he says "Well, I wanted you to have something to take great pictures when we go to Niagara Falls...tomorrow."

Shut your stickin mouth!?!!? I was in shock. So then he bought me new walking shoes - cause the others hurt my knee. And then we get a new camera bag. It was like three gifts in one night. Saturday morning - we head to the ATL airport...then on to Canada. Never been there. It was fabulous.

It was breathtaking.

It was absolutely perfect. And the best part is that my can't-keep-a-secret-to-save-his-life husband planned it in July. Yet another reason that he is my boyfriend.

We had an Ahh-mazing room overlooking the falls, with a fireplace and a hottub. The weather was divine.

The flowers were in bloom. We even won $50 in the Casino!

It was the most perfect, the most fun, and the most relaxing three day weekend ever!

Needless to say, I came home feeling the love!

Letter to my boyfriend

To My Jeremy, my love, my husband,

I love you. You are the best man I have ever met. I am your Dwight Shrute and you are my Michael Scott. I am your Rachel and you are my Ross. I am your Marge and you are my Homer. You make me laugh through my nose...yes sometimes it hurts but then you are there to comfort me and wipe my face. You make me love being able to love. That is why I cry during Grey's Anatomy - because I wish Meredith could love McDreamy as much as I love you. You make me proud to be called the ball and chain. I wear that badge with honor because it means you married little old me!

My dear hubbie, so many people are always commenting on why I call you my "boyfriend" when you are clearly more - you are my husband. But is that more? I know that being married means we are able to procreate without judgement. I know that we get a sweet tax break for filing jointly. I know marriage means that it is perfectly normal to know what goes down in the bathroom. But is that MORE than being my boyfriend?!

In today's society people choose a spouse and a have a lawn guy (or a physical trainer or a pool boy) on the side. But you see, I want my cake and wanna eat it too. Sure you are my legal spouse. But people don't understand that you are also my boytoy. You are the guy that I chose almost one year ago. And you are the guy that I will choose tomorrow. But let's be honest, we live in a society that says husbands are not the same as being one's boyfriend.

Yes, you are my hubbie. You cringe when I poot under the sheets. You say "I think you are beautiful" when I bring up my poochy fat roll. You blowdry my hair when my shoulder muscle has cramped from the sixty pound hairdryer. But you are more than the things you do for me. Those are husband things. And baby - you are more than my husband.

You are my best friend. You are my best boy. And as my boyfriend, it is not about the things you do for me. It is actually about me. (like always!) It is the way I look at you. The way I feel about you. The way I ache for you. Those are the things that make you my boyfriend.

All I can hope for is that I will always think of you as more than my husband. And I pray that you think of me as your trophy wife.

Your sugar lump lump,
Katie

Cable Guy

Jeremy and I have never had cable until this morning. The Comcast guy came this morning at 8 am. My boyfriend really wanted it for football season. I told him that as soon as the credit card debt was paid,then lets do it. Jer encouraged me that we would still talk.

I doubted that.

So tonight we are sitting here watching the Eagles play the Cowboys and flipping to HGTV on the breaks. This nice young couple is wanting a new condo. The conversation goes like this:

Nice Young Couple: "We would really like two bedrooms and stainless steel appliances. Oh and possibly in-house laundry."

Jeremy: "In-house laundry? That's cool"

Me: "I guess it's cool"

Jeremy: "Yea - that's where they have someone come to do their laundry, right?"

Me: "No baby. In-house laundry is having a laundry room with a washer and dryer."

Jeremy: "Oh."


Yea - I'm glad we got cable. It actually has already proved to bring us closer together :)

Hi Ho Silver!

Sometimes you feel like receiving presents and that's ok. I think that's normal. I think it might be part of being human.

And I have come to full realization that just because my love language is gift giving, doesn't mean that I am a ridiculously selfish person. Just a little selfish...sometimes. More often than I care to admit actually.

So naturally when Dad & Vicki offered me some loot in their garage one day - I jumped on it. By the time we got home, the boyfriend had stashed in the basement....never to be seen again! Just kidding. I thought about really wanting a present yesterday so I went in search of this here box.

Yes, I found it and yes, technically it is a present! Don't believe me? Ok let's put it to the PRESENT test:

• Was the item wrapped? yes - in newspaper and plastic baggies
• Was the item unexpected? yes - these were Jer's grandma's things and I didn't even know the woman
• Was the item free? yes

Yup - sounds like pressies to me! Oh what a good day!

And with the great tip of Not Martha, I was able to polish some of it till it shined. Man, let me tell you that is a work out! I was sweating! Next time I think I might attempt making a chemical dip. wow. That sounded like something in a Batman comic book. Anyway...I will also throw some of my faux jewels in to the chemical dip get shiny too.

Don't they look good? Thank you Dad & Vicki for giving me and Jeremy such lovely items!
These are my favorite and I can not wait till Christmas now that I have such adorable silver serving pieces to show off. Apparently Mama B had fantastic taste! Doncha think?

The best part about getting a gift like tarnish silver is that it can remind you of God's love. Yes - I haven't yet explored the possibilities of blog-preaching but here goes. God loves you. He made you as a beautiful "silver" being but sometimes we get a little rough looking. The tarnish of sin sets in. You can't help it...Silver always has tarnish at some point. And God can't do tarnish. And that is why he sent Jesus - our polisher. He takes our darkness, our imperfections, our tarnish away. It is laborous. It is hard. But when He is done with us, we are gorgeous and God finds no fault in us. What a gift that is.

The key to everyday living is to revisit our polisher. Cause dude, the tarnish will set in again. And getting a little spit shine each and everyday will help keep that darkness away. Tonight I have more stuff I need to shine up. And when I dip those black earrings into the chemical dip, you can bet your bottom dollar that I will be thanking Jesus for turning me clean too.

Vacay Replay - Portofino Bay

The boyfriend and I are almost at our 1 year anniversary - I know, it's crazy! The wedding was a frenzy, the planning for it was out-of-hand - and it all began two years ago in a little town called Orlando.

Naturally, we couldn't pass up the opportunity to revisit where it all began. So before we headed back to the good-ole-A.T.L. - we headed over to the Portofino Bay Hotel.

This Italian inspired hotel is dropdead gorgeous - so the pics don't do it justice.

Photo of the main piazza - looking at the Bice Ristorante.

We dined here one evening and hands-down the best food we have ever tasted.

Ah - the scooters - made us feel like we were in a little Italian village - except these are bolted to the ground :)

Last time we were here, I was VERY nervous (and cold) walking through this piazza and hallway.

I got a photo in front of this main garden - I remember how I had tens of thousands of knots in my stomach last time we were there.

Isn't this gorgeous? It was the perfect setting for this:

Still makes my heart flutter!
So after a little engagement reenactment, we jumped on the ferry & enjoyed the ride to CityWalk.

CityWalk is right outside Universal Studios and Universal Islands of Adventure. It has a "street" that connects the two theme parks and boasts great restaurants.

View from the boat - see the outdoor ampitheatre?

Jeremy is now a Nascar driver - with a very tiny head!

This picture just makes me laugh!

We stopped in Hard Rock for lunch. Hard Rock holds special memories for us. We went there for dessert the night he slipped the ring on my finger...we went to one on the honeymoon and we also try to visit each H.R. in each new city we visit.

Me with my Dippin Dots. I LOVE the ice cream of the future!

Here's one of the "bay" that makes Portofino Bay so special.

Me just havin fun :)

Hope you liked the vacation replay - you should feel "in-the-loop" on our last summer fling! And if you didn't get the scoop on all the past days in Orlando - you can check them out here:

Preview

The Digs

Day 1 - Birthdays & Boslers

Day 2 - Surf & Turf

Characters

Day 3 - Magic Kingdom

Day 4 - Animal Kingdom/MGM Studios

Personally - I am glad to get back to blogging about house decor and renovations - oh, and just you wait - I have a special basement project that the boyfriend and I have started - and I will need your help, so stay tuned peeps...

Vacay Replay - Dinos, Yetis, & Bowers, oh my!

Back for some more Vacay Replay, are you? The Magic Kingdom wasn't enough?!

Good - cause today we are reviewing Day 4 of the family vacation and boy, was it a doozy.

In true Disney style, this adventure will be told in story-book fashion...so getcha a warm cup o' cocoa and start a scrollin...

A long time ago (8 days to be exact) a suburban family came to a place unlike any other. This place had magical powers. It was littered with animals from all time periods. It was called The Animal Kingdom.

The family was a happy group and loved having their picture taken...especially the littlest princess baby.

Upon arrival the group met many strange animal people. The family loved to have their picture taken so they posed with each and every one.

The family saw animals.

They saw evidence of ancient civilizations.

And they discovered a mountain that formed with a roller coaster in it. Amazing!

The brave young prince decided this roller coaster must be conquered.

So the prince and his father rode into the heart of the earth and discovered a Yeti. The creature told the boy & his father that they must find an ANDOSAUR. In order to do this, the family must travel back in time & climb on the slow-moving beast. They must sit all over it and absorb it's power to survive theme parks.

The Yeti said that if they did not accomplish this task - they would all surely die.

So the family made haste. They walked & walked. Soon the family made it to the land of dinosaurs known as DINO-RAMA.

With great sleuthing skills, the young prince found an Andosaur footprint.

The family was on the right track! After seeing a dinosaur ride (that had a/c), the family decided that it might lead them to the Andosaur.

They were wrong.

It was very scary. And there were no Andosaurs in sight.

The journey was so dangerous. The family almost lost the best looking member to a very old beast.

When they were about to give up, they wandered into the forest and what did they find?

THE ANDOSAUR!

The family climbed all over the very still beast.

Soon the entire family possessed the power to survive the theme parks. Complete Success!

With Andosaur skills in their back pocket, the family traveled to a nearby village called DISNEY/MGM STUDIOS. During their travels, the youngest prince became abnormally attached to his sunglasses.

This new village was quite large.

And the family was quite tired from the Animal Kingdom.

They found themselves separated again.

But do not worry - Steven Tyler helped them get back together.

The best looking family member really liked Steven.

The princess baby was taken to a very special training experience.

She was to learn what it is like to be Britney Spears.

They first gave her a large bag of Cheetos.

Told her that those strange people were her friends.

Made her pose for the paparazzi.

Told her that kissing strange creatures was the only sure fire way to a come-back.

Showing a little more skin was also reviewed.

The final stage of training was dedicated to making yourself look crazy for photogs and...

how to hang out with your parents until the dust settles.

The littlest princess baby was happy when it was all over. And now she has greater sympathy for the pop star.

The handsome family member is now her manager.

Soon the family had to leave this magical village. But the Yeti was right! They all survived and made it back home, safe and sound.

The youngest prince didn't even take off his shades to go to sleep. That is how attached the whole family is to the Disney adventure.

The End.

Stay tuned ya'll, we have a special bonus VACAY REPLAY soon to come!