Permission Granted

The sky has been painfully gloomy this past week.

Dark. Navy. Gray. And sad.

Those steel-colored clouds--so very heavy with fragrant, autumn rain--have perfectly mimicked my mood. Thunder storms have rolled in over the mountains I love, overwhelming the valley and my positive perspective. Looking out my smudged and dripping window, I can't see the mountain's heavenward peaks. Looking at my kitchen calendar -- with tasks to do and problems to solve -- I can't see the end of a long day, a long week.

Spooky Cookie Kit

I love Halloween! I love it, I love it, I love it.

From the big, beautiful bags of candy that line the grocery store shelves, to the bright orange pumpkins carved into jack-o-lanterns, I love this time of year. Cooler temperatures, spiced cider, sweater weather, and trick-or-treating...it is all wonderful!

Find Your Words

I have always loved words.

I suppose this passion comes from my dad, who seldom told me the definitions of words when I--as a little girl--would ask, "Dad, what does that word mean?"

"Look it up," he would say, "Look it up."

Frankie Says Relax! (Plus 25 Shmacks!)

Dudes! I am a product of the 1980's. I wore neon jelly bracelets and shirt clips as a little girl. I owned Michael Jackson's Thriller album on cassette tape. I wore leg warmers the first time they were cool. (Or rad, rather.) And I remember that everyone's hair was BIG!

As soon as I walked into The Wood Connection and saw the cute frankenstein they had on their shelves, I KNEW what I wanted to do for my project.

Zen Den!

Last night, during a lovely take-out dinner prepared by me (ahem), Camren busted out the "Tree Pose."

You know, like yoga. He stood beside the table and placed his hands, palm-to-palm, above his head. I watched as his foot popped up onto his wobbly little knee. He looked at us and said, "Tree!"