By the time Sunday rolls around, I’m less motivated to do much at all. I have spent most of my week running to and fro and Sunday is the only day in which I surrender to the sweet embrace of hedonism. I do what I want, when I want. Or – at least I try not to drown in my long, running, mental to-do list. Continue reading
Amidst the daily flurry of duties and obligations – there is a breath. A single breath, one which I remember to take and suddenly my own consciousness comes back to me. Some days I move completely on auto-pilot. I go through my motions and forget that though meaning doesn’t have to fill my every action, it does happen to fill most. Continue reading
I was preparing my boyfriend’s normal breakfast the other day and scraping a bit of butter onto his toast and then applying a liberal glob of mixed berry jam onto the buttered toast and had a thought! One of my most favorite ways to devour toast (because toast is not to be eaten delicately – but rather savagely) is butter and jam and I learned that way of eating from a movie – What A Girl Wants. Continue reading
Friends, I get the impression that some of you look at vegetables and you think that nothing about them could ever be filling at satisfying.
Well, you’re wrong. And I assert that as politely and with love as I am able. Continue reading
I’ve had a few revelations this past week. They were momentous. Continue reading
Don’t roll your eyes.
Don’t do it.
All pumpkin pie things are godly. Continue reading
My first pumpkin recipe of the season and it doesn’t have anything to do with a latte or a pie!
I say ‘season’ like it actually feels like fall outside, but really – it’s still eighty five bajillion degrees outside. Continue reading