Women Who Eat Chocolate

Restless is definitely the word for me this week. I'm patiently counting down the days til we head south in a big jet plane. My feelings and the restlessness I've been feeling have been put down on paper in the Holmes Bargain Hunter for all to read - take a look.  Patiently counting down the days.... Restless

I have found a poet by the name of Mary Oliver.  Over the last several months I've been finding quotes that I just love, and realized they were all by her!  Just the way she writes touches a nerve deep inside me.  I used to write lots of poetry -- maybe it's time to start again? The Journey by: Mary Oliver One day you finally knew what you had to do, and began, though the voices around you kept shouting their bad advice-- though the whole house began to tremble and you felt the old tug at your ankles. "Mend my life!" each voice cried. But you didn't stop. You knew what you had to do, though the wind pried with its stiff fingers at the very foundations, though their melancholy was terrible. It was already late enough, and a wild night, and the road full of fallen branches and stones. But little by little, as you left their voices behind, the stars began to burn through the sheets of clouds, and there was a new voice which you slowly recognized as your own, th...

I have always had my dresser arranged with found things.  This treasure chest was found at Save n Serve and is exactly like one my dad had . The combination of this apple pic, one of my favorites, and the green walls never fails to make me smile. There's something about those apples.... I collect random glass containers to display bathroom items -- I find it lovely! Ok, I made this -- but it's inspirational and I love it. This is a collection of found things with a nod to George's Catholic upbringing.  Who said religious things can't be displayed in a funky unique way? I'm not even sure where this little box came from, but my collection of little bottles, birds, and random paraphernalia is pleasing to my eye.  I look at it daily as it sits on my bookshelf. Lastly, this grouping of wine bottles brings back memories of friends gathered around our table, anniversaries shared, and other good times had.    Thanks for taking a trip through...

I'm still alive -- still plugging away!  Work, kids, life has taken over so this blog suffers in the meantime.  Check out this link here . It's my latest blog at the Bargain Hunter on my love for the hand held book over the e-reader.  Chime in and give me your two cents on your preference.  We're going to Mexico.  Yes.  After five long years of George not seeing his family we'll be taking off in a big jet plane southward.  We'll leave the end of May and return June 11.  Tickets have been bought, passports applied for, and now we wait.   It's track season, so we're headed out this slightly gloomy Saturday to watch Hunter and the entire Hiland track team run their best.  Love sitting in the stands at my kids sporting events.  

This poor little blog is a little dusty and neglected.  Well, at least post-wise.  It's always fun to gussy it up and make it look pretty, but another story to try and find something to write about.  I don't like to blog about boring things.  Although things I may find boring are interesting to other people.  Ramble, ramble -- that's how I feel on this Friday night.   I've been following the quake/tsunami in Japan and I find myself glued to the set. I rarely sit down and devour the news channels, but bring on a natural disaster and you can't tear me away.  Why are we drawn to the bad stuff?  There's no rhyme or reason to it.  I can tell you exactly where I was when I heard about 9/11.  I was folding towels on my living room floor.  The kids were at school, so I was able to watch the coverage all day without interruption.  It was riveting.  Going back even farther, I recall watching the war as it raged in Iraq back i...

I love this bed. "The bed has become a place of luxury to me! I would not change it for all the thrones in the world." ~Napoleon Bonaparte