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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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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: December 2014
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Friday, December 19, 2014. Where I Am From. I am from summer long skinned knees, and Band-aids peeling off and bicycles pedaling faster and faster. I am from a long, winding road, a Grandview in every way. I am from the Wild Mountain Blackberry, the hunt, the clothes catching, skin scratching thorns, the better patch is just over the next hill, the filled to the brim buckets, the more precious than gold pie. I am from Let's Go To The Movies and You Are My Sunshine. I am from a place of love and pride, of...
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Buttered Toast Rocks: I Survived!
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Monday, March 2, 2015. The good news is I survived the monster under the coach. After much searching and picking up and an all around straightening on a find the shoe housecleaning spree, I found it. It was under the couch. The floor wasn't too dirty, so I got right down and reached way back for the one thing that would complete my outfit. The bad news is the monster has terrible sharp claws or teeth or both. It now has a taste for my blood. April 25, 2015 at 10:42 AM. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Buttered Toast Rocks: November 2014
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Wednesday, November 26, 2014. What It Is, What It Isn't. Love isn't just some words I say. Reading them by rote off a page. Little kid anticipating a gold star. Trembling, hoping, Teacher recognize me! I'm reading real good today. It's not an accidental habit. A compulsion that overrides my brain. As everyday routine as breathing in and out. I will take this fragile hopeful feeling. And I will grow it in the cold dark moments. Greenhouse style with humid warmth. So in the sunshine glory days. 5 Anne of G...
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Buttered Toast Rocks: June 2015
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Monday, June 1, 2015. These are a few of our favorite things:. Rory: too many to pick! Micah: passing the swim test, digging a hole deep enough to hit water, the sweat shirt shop. Leah: the sweat shirt shop, the beach before the sunburn. Lisa: Norma's and watching Amy crawl up the stairs after one shot. Brandon: good beach time and game nights. Amy: the beach, sunshine, holes that didn't wash away. Michelle: sand under my feet and tasting Lisa' Goldschlager. Karen: Pitch Perfect 2. My Guy And Me. My husb...
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Buttered Toast Rocks: One Giant Step Forward
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Wednesday, July 1, 2015. One Giant Step Forward. It wasn't so very long ago that this lovely, grown-up person. How time has flown by! It feels like one day I turned around and it wasn't a little girl following in my footsteps,. It is a young woman quickly catching up to walk beside me. I have been so lucky,. Blessed beyond measure,. To be her Mom. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). View my complete profile. My Guy And Me. 18 Years Ago Today. Things I Want My Daughter To Know. One Giant Step Forward.
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Buttered Toast Rocks: August 2014
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Wednesday, August 13, 2014. For The Love Of All That's Holy. As I bleary eyed stumbled into the bathroom at 4 this morning, trying to be quiet so the dogs wouldn't think it was time to get up and trying to not hurt myself as I could barely see, I was sitting, minding my own business, when my eye caught some movement. There is no way there is going to be ANOTHER giant spider in the EXACT SAME SPOT as the previous two. There's just no way. I leaned closer and it moved. There is a way. Still Not Spider Free.
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Buttered Toast Rocks: February 2015
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Wednesday, February 4, 2015. Today is a new day: a fresh page and my pencil sharpened. I'm going to focus on the good, let the bad fall way. Today has all the potential in the world,. I'm going to run with it. Except for actually running, because I don't do that. I'm going to fast walk this day, with three dogs and a cooling cup of coffee:. Today is going to be tackled and tamed;. And if it's not exactly that: oh well. At the end of today I will be able to say I tried! Tomorrow has all the potential too.
