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Buttered Toast Rocks: Coffee Confession
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Thursday, July 16, 2015. Confession: I'm not sure I'm wild about the taste of coffee. Gasps are heard round the world, I know, because I drink it. Faithfully. I order lattes and mochas and no milk, no sugar iced coffees and I brew a pot every morning and I heat up cups throughout the day and I am not fully started on my work morning without a cup of Joe. But I'm not convinced I love the taste. Yet I keep coming around to the idea that I don't love the taste. July 16, 2015 at 11:57 AM. I'm a wife of 22 ye...
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Berry Picking and Other Stories: April 2009
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Berry Picking and Other Stories. Wednesday, April 1, 2009. Some people are wild about April Fool's Day - they plan elaborate jokes and prank their family and friends mercilessly. Not me. The best I could ever come up with was "it's snowing! And that only worked one time! I don't like playing tricks and I definitely don't like being tricked. April Fool's Day was my least favorite "holiday" ever. From the moment we saw Amy she captured our hearts.from her dimples to her white "dandelion" fluff of hair ...
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Berry Picking and Other Stories: April Fool's!
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Berry Picking and Other Stories. Wednesday, April 1, 2009. Some people are wild about April Fool's Day - they plan elaborate jokes and prank their family and friends mercilessly. Not me. The best I could ever come up with was "it's snowing! And that only worked one time! I don't like playing tricks and I definitely don't like being tricked. April Fool's Day was my least favorite "holiday" ever. From the moment we saw Amy she captured our hearts.from her dimples to her white "dandelion" fluff of hair ...
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Love That Bee: And Now You Are 9
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Thursday, March 27, 2014. And Now You Are 9. How is that possible? One more year until double digits? How am I old enough to be a mom to a 9 year old boy. How did I get so lucky to be blessed with such an amazing, funny, sweet, sensitive, creative, confident little boy? I don't know how it has happened, how you are already nine years, but I know I wouldn't trade a minute of it. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. Enjoying the Small Things. Berry Picking and Other Stories.
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Love That Bee: For Micah
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Wednesday, May 7, 2014. To be honest, Micah kind of gets the shaft for his birthday. I wish I could say I was kidding, but I'm not. His is always (obviously) the last of our spring birthdays, it usual falls right around Easter, and this year had to compete with baseball season. By the time we start the countdown to his birthday he only has a few days left. Bumper boats with water squirters. Otherwise known as my worst nightmare. Full disclosure: I did immediately go to dinner and order a mixed drink (or ...
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Buttered Toast Rocks: May 2015
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Thursday, May 28, 2015. Four Days To Go. Today I started my day like I have started every day for the last four years: I got up early, made coffee, gave my daughter her first of at least two wake up calls. I poured some coffee and sat down to enjoy the quiet of the house before our day really gets started. And I will not miss the calls from school. I forgot my permission slip for the senior picnic and it is due today. Can you bring it? And my French homework? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). My Guy And Me.
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Buttered Toast Rocks: October 2014
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Thursday, October 30, 2014. The twists and turns of life could make me bitter. I could moan and groan and cry for want of what ifs. The ways of things have not always been easy,. But I find that I can find the joy in living. I'm so grateful for this magnificent talent,. I might not have the skills to play on key music,. Or cook a feast of gourmet magic,. But I can see every day's sunrise promise. That's not to say I don't have rotten moments,. And times of wanting to throw a tantrum! It's Laugh Or Cry.
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Buttered Toast Rocks: Things I Want My Daughter To Know
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Friday, July 3, 2015. Things I Want My Daughter To Know. I thought I'd close this chapter of our lives with a post of all the things I want my daughter to know before she takes that next leap into adulthood. I started to make a list of, in my opinion, profound bits of wisdom, but one by one I crossed them off because the things I was writing, were things that she knows. I've done my job then. She knows all the things I wanted to impart. That's what moms do.we love our children. To the Moon and Back, Leah.
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Love That Bee: December 2013
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Tuesday, December 10, 2013. Micah In The Middle. When I was in the fifth grade I remember sitting at the kitchen table and my mom handed me a present. "What is this for? It's a 'just because' gift." my mom said. Recently, life has been hard for little Micah. School isn't as easy for him as it is for Jack. His very best friend from Kindergarten is turning out to not be such a good friend this year. He seems just a little lost in the chaos that is our family. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom).
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Love That Bee: March 2014
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Thursday, March 27, 2014. And Now You Are 9. How is that possible? One more year until double digits? How am I old enough to be a mom to a 9 year old boy. How did I get so lucky to be blessed with such an amazing, funny, sweet, sensitive, creative, confident little boy? I don't know how it has happened, how you are already nine years, but I know I wouldn't trade a minute of it. Wednesday, March 12, 2014. For The Last Time. For the last time I walked into this room and sat at this table. One son we decide...