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onto the mend
Thursday, May 15, 2014

Tis so nice out. Feels like beach weather! September can't come soon enough. Hurry hurry!  Penny has been ill. Researched home remedies because I have grown terribly disgusted with the drug industry. [the devil]  Noticing more than ever how there's a magical pill for all ails but natural cures are unheard of. Oh and the side thank you.  So, awhile after her first dose of [non-meds], she developed a burst of energy and extreme excitement. That side effect may have been a sweet intoxication of some sort. She was literally bouncing off the walls  couch. It was h i l a r i o u s. I think she must have felt better, which makes me glad. Her wellness determines my weekend plans. Come on Penny girl, you can do it!



happiness in green
Wednesday, May 14, 2014

I've fallen in love with succulent plants. It started when my Dad died and I began the search for a plant species of his that I had inherited and subsequently managed to love to death. It was too far gone when I realized my mistake and it didn't make it back. I was under the impression I had found the variety of plant I had been searching for and have since successfully managed to keep it alive.  But upon a recent viewing of my Dad's dying plant's photograph, I now don't think I found it after all.  An email was sent to the company I purchased the "replacement" from, Mountain Crest Gardens, with a request for help in determining the exact plant that belonged to my Dear Dad.  In the meantime, here are a few photos of my favorite new friends...


Bonsai, Peperomia, Succulent Garden

1 2 Rubella Peperomia



Friday, May 09, 2014

Ressurection. Revolution. Drop Dead Diva. The Office. Coach. Once Upon a Time. Once Upon a Time in Wonderland.

These are my shows. Thank you, Netflix!



leave behind some reasons to be missed
Thursday, May 08, 2014

I have so much that I'm thankful for. Sometimes I can't believe how good my life is. I used to struggle with so many things that, in the grande scheme of things, didn't actually matter in the slightest.  I miss my Dad so much. My only wish in going back over the past is that I had really tuned in to things he would try to explain to me. He could get so involved in a story but I lacked the ability to truly appreciate & absorb it.  He is terribly missed and I get so sad when I think about him in some moments.  But I do have a great husband, honest friends, a quirky-in-their-own-way loving family, & an absolutely wonderful job.  At this moment, for the very most part, I hope nothing ever changes. 



you think you've won and then it's all gone
Friday, May 02, 2014

To put no effort in saying what I really want to, I come here.  It's not that I need kudos or recognition or even the fact of knowing that it's about me. It's just that when you start with taking the opportunity in knowing someone and learn what's important to them, you either naturally build on that out of respect for your partnership, or you use it to your advantage to destroy them bit by bit.  I believe that I'm the type of person who tries to at least keep a balance because we all have the ability to harm others even when it's unintentional. I don't make things that happen about me anymore, so, it won't work the same way it used to. I'll just keep going and do what I see is best in the long run because really, that's all anyone is doing.



jury duty
Sunday, April 27, 2014

Jury duty for me tomorrow. I'm so-not-excited. Kirk's Mom will be going with me at least the first day because I'm terribly nervous. Not because of the court process but because of the district you have to visit to attend. I will be glad when it's over. 



sweet treats, cupcake edition
Saturday, April 26, 2014

I don't think I'll ever lose my love of baking cupcakes. There is just something about the whole process that comforts me. It's odd that my desire to bake seemed to come on so suddenly.  The only bad thing about it is that it has done a number on my healthy eating... well, up until recently. Last month, I reluctantly went to the doctor for a sinus infection and after a round of six medications, the end result was a serious case of acid reflux and now we're looking at even more medication if I have a bacterial infection. I'm hoping the test comes back negative and I can get it under control with diet. So far, I've been willing to slack off on sweet treats and burgers and all fried foods until I get back to normal where it feels comfortable to eat anything again. But then, I baked cupcakes for my little neighbor who's having a birthday this weekend and had a taste of one! Not too bad, on either part.  I didn't get ill which makes me happy because I couldn't imagine having the ability to bake these super fun sweet treats and not being able to enjoy them myself.


Lemon Blossom & Banana Split Cupcakes : recipes from Cupcake Diaries



don't count the miles, count the i love yous
Monday, December 30, 2013

I can't believe it's already nearing the year mark. How did I make it this long without you? 



til it's gone
Monday, October 21, 2013

In the silence and still is when I realize what I'm missing most in life.  Who would hear my words if you were gone?  There's a comfort in just knowing you could be in the next room. I walk in circles realizing that it's been quite awhile since I've last walked towards you and yet, I hesitate in fear. I've got to be more brave and count my blessings, not forgetting what I've got.



bittersweet numbers and words
Friday, October 18, 2013

Counting numbers point by point. Trying to build it up to at least the thirties. Didn't know this before yesterday, well, I did, but it wasn't in the forefront. I'm in the twenties and the rest are in the teens. Yet another way I am different. Sometimes I wonder why things are so certain for me in this way and so scattered elsewhere. I talk more than I can control. My intentions are always to just say what needs to be said. There is so much time wasted on random words and phrases but the randomness is just who I am. I still cry when I'm alone and I'm thinking of my Dad. Standing at the file cabinet yesterday, I closed it and thought, my Dad isn't supposed to be gone right now. I'm still supposed to be arguing with him about things. He's still supposed to be teaching me something. Anything.



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