going out tonight. meeting a friend for a little holiday cheers!. this friend and I are good for one another. kindred spirits. two peas in a 'life is short, love is big' pod.
she's getting ready for an annual girls trip. I'm getting ready for a leisurely trip to grammy (and mommy) heaven. both eagerly awaited. anticipated. and oh so needed.
hope your evening is as lovely as mine will be. sweet dreams are made of these.
'in my friend, I find a second self.'
Monday, December 5, 2011
Saturday, December 3, 2011
life is better with a little butter
Paula Deen was cooking yesterday afternoon when I was flipping through the channels. she was making breakfast. I love breakfast. I love to go out for breakfast. something about that meal and time of day. a perfect combination. especially when you mix in some company. but I digress.
Paula was making what she called a 'one-eyed sailor'. a piece of bread with a circle cut out and an egg fried in the center. so I was adventurous this morning and made a little 'as seen on tv' breakfast for Chaz, the hubs and I. eggs & toast combined. pretty tasty. a side of bacon. even better. a little concoction of oj and champagne, and it borders on perfection.

'nothing would be more tiresome than eating and drinking if God had not made them a pleasure as well as a necessity.'
Paula was making what she called a 'one-eyed sailor'. a piece of bread with a circle cut out and an egg fried in the center. so I was adventurous this morning and made a little 'as seen on tv' breakfast for Chaz, the hubs and I. eggs & toast combined. pretty tasty. a side of bacon. even better. a little concoction of oj and champagne, and it borders on perfection.

'nothing would be more tiresome than eating and drinking if God had not made them a pleasure as well as a necessity.'
Thursday, December 1, 2011
oh my
and I thought twinkle lights were powerful.

(image courtesy erhondeau.blogspot.com via Tara on Pinterest)
'love me and the world is mine.'

(image courtesy erhondeau.blogspot.com via Tara on Pinterest)
'love me and the world is mine.'
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
up
today has proven itself to have been particularly lovely. so I'm thinking it is a very good day to practice what I preached in the last posting. hello gratitude.
these are a few of my favorite things:
these are a few of my favorite things:
~ actually drove the car. went out on my own - quite a milestone, thank you very much, since my surgery.'I think twinkle lights are the perfect metaphor for joy. I believe a joyful life is made up of moments strung together by trust, gratitude, inspiration and faith.'
~ did some shopping and happily checked off a few things from my holiday nice list.
~ wore my uggs.
~ savored the clear blue sky and a crisp chill in the air.
~ enjoyed a long overdue conversation.
~ bought root beer at the grocery.
~ saw twinkle lights everywhere.
Monday, November 28, 2011
joy to the world
I received an early Christmas present last week. as I checked the black Friday deals, lo and behold, on the $3.99 Amazon list was Brene Brown's The Gifts of Imperfection. I scooped it up and put it on my iPad (no small feat in itself for my technology challenged self) and started reading. and reading. and reading. I have been a fan of Brene's blog for a while now, and intrigued by her work, but had no inkling what a beautiful truth she had to tell. simple. human. humane. honest. whole hearted.
as I turned each page I felt like a good friend was talking with me. to me. for me. about me. sharing. caring. exploring. advising. consoling. supporting. a heart to heart talk. looking deep to understand. be mindful. be kind. find balance. practice gratitude. with a message to be. me.
I am a very blessed woman. but I've mentioned in earlier posts that I have been seeking the who what where when what now in my life. her words have given me pause. a fresh perspective through three words; courage, compassion, connection.
'she could never go back and make some of the details pretty. all she could do was move forward and make the whole beautiful.'
as I turned each page I felt like a good friend was talking with me. to me. for me. about me. sharing. caring. exploring. advising. consoling. supporting. a heart to heart talk. looking deep to understand. be mindful. be kind. find balance. practice gratitude. with a message to be. me.
I am a very blessed woman. but I've mentioned in earlier posts that I have been seeking the who what where when what now in my life. her words have given me pause. a fresh perspective through three words; courage, compassion, connection.
Courage ~ to speak one's mind by telling all one's heart.so I just wanted to say 'thank you' for such a joyful noise.
Compassion ~ to know the heart of compassion is really acceptance.
Connection ~ to receive and give with an open heart. be seen, heard & valued.
'she could never go back and make some of the details pretty. all she could do was move forward and make the whole beautiful.'
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
wonder full
it's a gloomy day in the great State. and I'm not complaining. because it means it has been raining a lovely gentle rain all day. it is beauty full. and inspiring.
a neighbor is cleaning out her garage. and has uncovered years and years and years worth of gardening magazines. oh no, you say. oh joy, I reply. and for the majority of today as I sit and sit and sit on the sofa I pour and pour and pour over pretty landscapes. full of color. blooming. serene. picture perfect.
and Pinterest is a wealth of glorious ideas like this ...

and so I start (ie continue) to plan my garden. the construction project all but destroyed my beds in the back. and the front garden is simply a mess. an odd assortment of moustached plants that only somewhat hide the foundation. weedy. spindly. and soon to be history (sorry my once-lovelies).
in the next few weeks I have a gentleman coming to clean out those plants. reform the beds into asymmetrical blank canvases. amend the soil. and, in general, welcome the new seedlings, startlings and stems into their new forever home.
so much time. so much to do. so happy for the tasks to come.
'one of the most delightful things about a garden is the anticipation it provides.'
a neighbor is cleaning out her garage. and has uncovered years and years and years worth of gardening magazines. oh no, you say. oh joy, I reply. and for the majority of today as I sit and sit and sit on the sofa I pour and pour and pour over pretty landscapes. full of color. blooming. serene. picture perfect.
and Pinterest is a wealth of glorious ideas like this ...

and so I start (ie continue) to plan my garden. the construction project all but destroyed my beds in the back. and the front garden is simply a mess. an odd assortment of moustached plants that only somewhat hide the foundation. weedy. spindly. and soon to be history (sorry my once-lovelies).
in the next few weeks I have a gentleman coming to clean out those plants. reform the beds into asymmetrical blank canvases. amend the soil. and, in general, welcome the new seedlings, startlings and stems into their new forever home.
so much time. so much to do. so happy for the tasks to come.
'one of the most delightful things about a garden is the anticipation it provides.'
Monday, November 14, 2011
armed
I heart my friends and family. within minutes of posting the word 'bored' on my facebook page today I had four comments and two phone calls. the power of social networking. the beauty of friendship. the joy of an emotional embrace.
hugs abound. physical. spiritual. mental. that small gesture greets. soothes. comforts. whether big or small they all take my breath away. all encompassing. saying hello and goodbye equally. emphatically. emotionally. invading my bubble. personally.
and whether a dear one or a casual acquaintance, welcome. because it's nothing if not personal. and we are all better for it.
'millions and millions of years would still not give me half enough time to describe that tiny instant of all eternity when you put your arms around me and I put my arms around you.'
hugs abound. physical. spiritual. mental. that small gesture greets. soothes. comforts. whether big or small they all take my breath away. all encompassing. saying hello and goodbye equally. emphatically. emotionally. invading my bubble. personally.
and whether a dear one or a casual acquaintance, welcome. because it's nothing if not personal. and we are all better for it.
'millions and millions of years would still not give me half enough time to describe that tiny instant of all eternity when you put your arms around me and I put my arms around you.'
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