mac & cheese

I had two Thanksgiving meals this week and my daughter, when I spoke to her via phone, stated, “Isn’t it a little early?” I suppose that yes, it’s early to be celebrating Thanksgiving, but it’s November so why not? Thanksgiving is quite possibly my favorite holiday. Because of a few reasons. Mainly because it encompasses … More mac & cheese

arriving

Today my son is playing his guitar in Athens, Georgia. Which is, you most likely know, a musical hotbed. REM. The B-52s. Probably the most well known bands but there are many that hail from Athens. My son’s electric guitar though is here in my home. Not with him because he is a devoted player … More arriving

allowed

I told my daughter. Apologized because I had not shared enough. Not enough about then. When I was younger and I allowed. Or didn’t know I could / should disallow. Nothing horrible happened to me. Thank the Universe. But not everyone is as fortunate. And no, I did not experience what could permanently harm. Yet. … More allowed

words of the day

There a picture somewhere. Packed up now. Or already moved over to my new place. It’s me, my mom, and a U-Haul truck if I remember correctly. In front of my childhood home. From when I moved to Kentucky the first time. I was 23 years old. Really, the only commonality in that move and … More words of the day

packin’ up

I am moving. I haven’t exactly announced it to the world. Mainly because I’m not an announce it to the world kinda person. But, yes. Actually I guess what I am currently doing, in writing this, is announcing to the world…  After what seems years and years, but has really only been a few. I … More packin’ up

dare

I came across this card. I bought it. With no one in particular in mind to send it to. Oh, I have multiple people whom I could. But I decided to keep it for myself. The red and pink combination of colors which in previous times I would never have mixed. Yet now, today, they … More dare

wildly

I saw these flowers blooming in the backyard. Oddly placed, amongst tall grass. A subtle reminder that beauty blooms despite a plan. I know I write often about flowers and nature. Growth. That sort of thing. I suppose because I personally see many analogies in this aspect of the world. And I enjoy the outdoors, … More wildly