I’m halfway through a book of her most treasured columns, collected after her death in 1996, and already I’ve laughed (a lot) and cried (a lot) and thought to myself, OMYGOD this woman GETS me. I want to swallow every word she’s written, IMMEDIATELY. But of course, I don’t have time, I have three kids and piles of laundry and lunches to pack. Erma would understand.Read More
I’ve been on a Frank Sinatra kick of late. Perhaps because I am having so much fun crooning to my daughter when the house is empty and no one else can hear me. (Sorry neighbors). It’s during a particularly rousing rendition of “The Way You Look Tonight” that I have a revelation.Read More
Because I love her classes so much, I'm in the middle of another e-course with Andrea Scher called "Collecting Color: Photo Treasure Hunt." We get a new prompt every weekday inviting us to notice a different element of the color that surrounds us and snap a picture of it. I am NOT a photographer, but I am having fun with my iPhone, and my husband's fancy camera. Just because I think they're pretty, here's a few of my favorite so far. I'd invite you to notice the colors in your world today!Read More
A few weeks ago, I wrote about 'rooting down,' and the importance of appreciating the work going on beneath the surface, when all appears quiet above. Finally last Monday, this beautiful tulip confirmed what I had suspected all along: If something is meant to bloom, it will.
Even though it's very likely I planted most of my tulips upside-down (not realizing there were 'sides' to a bulb when I threw them in the ground), every single one of them has now appeared. They might have been a little delayed, but eventually, they turned themselves around, and somehow knew to grow up, towards the sun and the light.
Isn't this what we all do?Read More
One of our assignments in this #BraveBlogging course is to write a list of things we love. Everyone loves lists, she says. So here goes mine. Of course I love the obvious things in life - my husband, my boys, my family, my friends. That goes without saying (even if I am often guilty of not saying it enough). Here are a few other things, in no particular order:
The very FIRST sip of coffee in the morning. Somehow it tastes different than all the rest.
The sounds the boys make when they chew and suck their thumbs
Laughing at #damnyouautocorrect texts (laughing in general is good, but these get guaranteed belly laughs with accompanying howls and tears)
Writing when inspiration strikes and my hands can’t keep up with my mind
Dutch Mints, lime PixiStix and Red Hots (the dye, oh the dye)
Sitting by the first fire of the fall
Brand new pilot V balls
Conversations that ‘click’ and make me want to do something inspiring
My dad’s music collection
Waking up to find a beautiful sunrise over the lake
Beautiful cookbooks and kitchen gadgets
Breakfast on my back porch in the sun
The unbridled sweetness my son can barely contain when he’s happy: “Hey mama guess what? I love you SO much I am going to make you a valentine for your birfday and put a heart in it. You’re the best mom EVER.” (Silas, age 4)
Lilacs and peonies (for my mother, of course)
What's on your list?