Tag Archives: gratitude

Happy Birthday Husband!

 

I love my husband.  This pretty W is in honor of him.  His name is Walter.  I call him Walder.

Walter is the greatest, like Muhammad Ali.

I baked him a Carrot Cake with Cream Cheese Frosting for his birthday.

carrot cake

We are going to Red Lobster later.  That’s his favorite restaurant.

A good day for a good man.  I thank God for him. He was meant to be my husband.  And, his love is better than ice cream.  Better than anything I’ve ever tried.  :)

An irrational sense of hopefulness

 

Stress and uncertainty give us an opportunity to become something more than we expect, if we are open to it.  Hope can keep us sane and happy.  I aim to be guilty of an irrational sense of hopefulness!

 

Ravenous

 

I’m loving my new book: Ravenous: A food lover’s journey from obsession to freedom by Dayna Macy.  Here’s an excerpt:

“Salt, grease, tasteless pulp in my mouth,” he says, koan-like. “I can never eat

enough corn chips to be satisfied because there’s no there there. And if I

wasn’t paying attention, I’d keep eating them to try to get what isn’t there.

“Compare this to an orange,” he says, “which is sweet and tastes like sunshine.

When you taste something, don’t only let your mouth respond. Let your heart

respond. There’s a lot of food in this world that doesn’t have much to offer

your heart.”

Wishing you sunshine in your stomach, in your heart, and in your world!  :)

Happy Birthday Sister-in-Law and Friend!

Dearest Luisa!

Dear Luisa,

On your birthday, I thank God for you.  I know you were meant to be my sister-in-law and friend.  Thank you for your letters, your calls, your laugh.  Thanks for your sweetness and your fierceness.  Thanks for being wife of my brother and mother of my nephew.  And aunt of my son.  :)

Enjoy your day.  I love you!

God didn’t make little green apples

 

My Dad used to sing this song to me.  It still makes me smile.

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And I wake up in the mornin’
With my hair down in my eyes and she says “Hi”
And I stumble to the breakfast table
While the kids are goin’ off to school…goodbye
And she reaches out ‘n’ takes my hand
And squeezes it ‘n’ says “How ya feelin’, hon?”
And I look across at smilin’ lips
That warm my heart and see my mornin’ sun

And if that’s not lovin’ me
Then all I’ve got to say
God didn’t make little green apples
And it don’t rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And there’s no such thing as Doctor Seuss
Or Disneyland, and Mother Goose, no nursery rhyme
God didn’t make little green apples
And it don’t rain in Indianapolis in the summertime
And when my self is feelin’ low
I think about her face aglow and ease my mind

Sometimes I call her up at home knowin’ she’s busy
And ask her if she could get away and meet me
And maybe we could grab a bite to eat
And she drops what she’s doin’ and she hurries down to meet me
And I’m always late
But she sits waitin’ patiently and smiles when she first sees me
’cause she’s made that way

And if that ain’t lovin’ me
Then all I’ve got to say
God didn’t make little green apples
And it don’t snow in Minneapolis when the winter comes
And there’s no such thing as make-believe
Puppy dogs, autumn leaves ‘n’ BB guns

Sweet potato pie

Source: bhg.com via Joan on Pinterest

 

 

I love sweet potato pie.  I always have.  Sweet potato pie, staple dessert in the African-American community.  Sweet potatoes are awesome: baked, french fried, in a casserole with marshmallows, and candied.  But sweet potato pie is the ultimate.

 

Getting ready for Christmas: Wrapping

 

I am starting to wrap gifts to send and put under the tree.  I appreciate all the ideas for simply beautiful ways to wrap presents.