National Ice cream Day!

Did you know that July 19th is national ice cream day? I actually found that out. Funny enough I had frozen yogurt for lunch today not even thinking about the “holiday” I had missed. Haha, seems like they’ve come up with a holiday for just about everything. That’s actually something that bothers me a bit.Continue reading “National Ice cream Day!”

Airing out your House

With my camo ball cap pulled over my bun, I spray the Ozium deodorizer in my room I make for the exit. 30 minutes later I return to clean fresh air. This reminds me of patience some things in life take time. And some things require prudent decision making. Airing out decisions. Like relationships takeContinue reading “Airing out your House”

Bubbles on my Latte and Pink Polish

My pastel pink nails clink against my coffee mug as I tap out the melody coming over the radio. I boldly face all the controversy and problems that lay ahead one word at a time. The letters fall across my keyboard like a scrabble board game. I look down at my notebook that has aContinue reading “Bubbles on my Latte and Pink Polish”

Changes, Biking, setting My World on Fire

As my bike skidded to a stop in front of the library I felt the chill rain against my face. Rain is such a beautiful thing that cleanses away all the dirt and griminess. I see it as a refresh from what happens on a day to day basis. And Lord knows we all needContinue reading “Changes, Biking, setting My World on Fire”

Cinnamon Popovers- Enjoying a Beautiful Friday

As the smell of cinnamon filled my small kitchen I glanced at the Roman numerals on the old clock. Isn’t it interesting how time plays such an integral part of baking but also with life? If you think about baking is making something new just like every choice we make in this life. Interesting… sorryContinue reading “Cinnamon Popovers- Enjoying a Beautiful Friday”

5:45; Writing and Jam

Coffee and Saskatoon jam in Kansas. Anyway, this jam is the Coup De Grâce of jams

Blazing Heat of Summer and Black Coffee Philosophy

Wishful thinking is like black coffee it gets me up in the morning.