Monday, November 30, 2015

Monday Morning Coffee!

We're back in the Mitten after a whirlwind trip to Seattle.

What an awesome time we had. It was SO good to see our 2 kiddo's again - we haven't seen them since they left on June 1st to head back to Seattle to prep for their honeymoon! Too long for this mama, but also very grateful that we were able to spend this time together.

We really didn't do a whole lot of sightseeing, just went back to a couple of our favorite places. We spent Monday heading up to Woodinville to a Whiskey Distillery for Dream Boy....and me. He likes their vodka, I like their bourbon candles. So it was a win-win for us both.

We ate lunch while in this quaint little town that literally was surrounded by vineyards & wineries! Seriously, the little strip mall we ate at had at least 5 different winery tasting rooms and there were at least 20 more in the short span of space that made up this quaint little town. But they are all open only on the weekends, so we were unable to do any tasting. Actually, we did do some last April when we were out there, so we were okay with that, plus Dream Boy did some tasting at the distillery.

We picked up a few groceries on the way home and Dream Boy fixed dinner for us, while I took a nap. The kids were so happy to come home and smell dinner out in the hallway! He makes this seafood casserole that actually tastes like crab cakes - and if you like crab cakes, you would love this casserole with crab & shrimp.

Tuesday the kids headed off to work again and we headed to the big grocery store to do the shopping for our Thanksgiving feast. D2 had given me her list and we added to it. With a trunk loaded full, we headed back to our home away from home. Do you know how hard it is to shop in a grocery store you've only been in once before? It took us a little longer to get the job done.

After putting the groceries away, Dream Boy set to making dinner once again. This time he made a tortellini and kale soup and once again the kids were over the moon when they came home and smelled dinner cooking from out in the hall. It was wonderful just spending time around the dinner table with each other and talking, laughing and enjoying our time together.
Spending time with our Maci girl was just as great! She is only 2 years old & full of energy, but full of love!

Wednesday we took the bus downtown and met up with S&D2 for lunch, then set out for a walk downtown. I wanted to return to the Gum Wall. It had recently been cleaned off after 20 years of people sticking their gum on it & the sugar from the gum was beginning to destroy the brick. So they used high power washers and spent 130 hours removing 90+ one gallon buckets of gum. Dream Boy & I visited it 1 1/2 years ago during our 1st trip out to Seattle. It was a warmer day and the minute you walked up the alley, you could smell the gum before you saw it! The alley smelled like a giant bubble gum factory. I didn't contribute to it that time, but you better be sure I contributed to the delinquent act of chewing my wad of gum & sticking it to the wall!
We had fun watching this little girl with her grandma, who was boasting that the little girl had never chewed gum before! So I pulled out my Fuji Mini and asked permission to take her picture. Grandma & the little girl were amazed when the little polaroid pic popped out and were SO excited when I gave it to them to take home to show mom!
We then went upstairs to the Public Market and strolled around before finding a walkway to head out to. The sun had been shining all day & the mountains in the Olympic Range were covered with snow. I tried to get some shots, but the sun was too far west to cast a glow on the snow. But then Dream Boy told me to turn around and there it was! In all it's majestic glory......Mount Rainier!
Nestled right between the arches of CenturyLink Field it stood so clear, so tall and so snow covered! They say that you don't see Mt. Rainier more than 90 days out of the year, and we have been fortunate enough to see it every single time we've been out there!

We soon headed back down to the stadium to meet up with the kids to ride home with them where I promptly plopped my hiney on the couch and took a nap. I had come down with a bad head cold last weekend before we left & on Wednesday it was kicking my boot-ay again.

But I awoke from my nap refreshed and ready for a night on the town. We headed into the Capitol Hill area to a Mexican restaurant where a woman made fresh tortillas right next to me. We feasted on tostadas, tacos and margarita's before heading to The Garage for another cocktail. The Garage also houses a small bowling alley & pool hall. We put our name in to bowl, but it was over an hour wait, so we soon called up a Lift, which is now a competitor to Uber, and headed to another bar - 1,000 Spirits. Here I tried something new called a French Open. The bar tender brought me a glass filled with cotton candy over which he poured a french wine, called Lillet. This melted down the cotton candy & then he quickly added champagne to it. While it was very sweet, it was an interesting flavor and the presentation was great! 

Now I know I sound like a regular lush here - bar hopping in the big city, but we were gone for over 5 hours and we were just thoroughly enjoying our time together! It was a beautiful, cold, but beautiful night to be out with our kids and I am so thankful for the time to be with them and create some more memories.

Thanksgiving dawned bright & sunny, but it was bitterly cold. We all layered up and headed to what the kids refer to as the "Disneyland" of dog parks! It was absolutely huge! Maci had the best time running leash free and playing with a few other pups who were also out at the happiest place on earth. I have never seen so many dogs in one place and they all got along great! Seattle is a very dog friendly place and it was very evident at this park!

We had started dinner before we left, but had to head home to baste the turkey and turn up the oven. I had made the pies & cranberry sauce the day before and D2 had made the side dishes in the crock pots before we left for Disneyland. So there were just a few details to take care of before our company arrived.

Sophie is from our home town, but now lives in Seattle with her 2 beautiful girls that she has adopted from Zambia. These girls are absolutely amazing - all 3 of them. They have such deep hearts, filled with so much love and joy. It has been several years since I had seen Sophie and this was the 1st time we met the girls. Big sister loved being able to be the "photographer" for our group photo. I set up Lucy on the tripod and handed her my remote, showing her how to make the light flash. There were several out takes before getting a pretty good group shot! Poor little sister is in a full on turkey coma here - she can eat!
Before we knew it, they were headed home and we were left to a quiet apartment once again. I did my packing as we were leaving bright & early in the morning and soon headed to bed.

What an amazing week we had - gone way to fast, but the memories will hold this mama's heart over until we can be together again!

Today, I hold this memory in my mind as I head back to work. 
We have 3 weeks before Christmas break - wow, that time has flown by!

Have an awesome day everyone & thanks for stopping by my little corner of the world.

Monday, November 23, 2015

Monday Morning Coffee - Seattle Style

Hello from Seattle!

Yep - we made it in last night about 9:30 EST to be greeted by S2! 

This mama's heart is so full to be here with her kiddo's. We haven't seen them since their wedding last spring, Seattle is just too far & I have missed them so!

And then to arrive to their apartment for giant hugs from our D2 and slobbery kisses from our Maci Girl. 

Life is good.

It's 6:30am out here now - making it 9:30 back home, so pardon me for being off schedule today & late in posting, but I'm adjusting to this time change ever so slowly. I believe the older I get, the harder it is to adjust to it. We shall see.

Sweet Maci just came in from her morning duties and had to check to make sure grandma was still on the couch, giving me even more kisses. Love my grand puppy's.

We had our first snow of the season over the weekend, accumulating around 10 inches in many areas. It was a heavy, wet snow and it came down non-stop all day Saturday. But it was beautiful.
I took my Wonder Dog out for a quick shot, as I have a bad cold and Saturday was not a good one. 

But I'm on the upside now & so happy to be here drinking my morning coffee with my son.

We don't have many plans this week, just enjoy our time together. The kid's have to work, so we are free to explore and do and be. One thing on the list though, is to go to the Gum Wall. We saw it about 1 1/2 years ago, on our 1st trip out here. It is absolutely disgusting, but kinda cool at the same time. It is in an alley under the Public Market. It's the wall where people stand in line go to a local theatre and they started to stick their gum on this wall, placing a coin in it. Not sure why or what started it, but it was deemed a Major Tourist Attraction in 1999. They have cleaned it off twice before and finally, about 2 weeks ago, they cleaned it off once again after 20 years of gum contributions. It took them 130 hours to power wash it off and 94 one gallon pails, weighing in at 2,350 pounds of old gum. 

Our flight out was very smooth and pretty uneventful. It was jammed packed though - tight!  We actually landed 25 minutes early!

Remember that sweet Orange Fujiflix I bought a few weeks ago? Well, I pulled it out at the airport in Detroit. There was a little boy sitting behind us and getting a little antsy waiting for the whole boarding process to get started. As we stood to get in line, Dream Boy asked what the little boy's name was. James. So I called his name and he saw the camera and smiled for me. I took his picture and handed it to him. His dad commented on how long it had been since he'd seen a camera like that, but James wasn't impressed when he looked at the picture and it was blank. 

But then, I told him to watch it more closely. Magic was about to happen. As the picture formed in front of him, his eyes got really big and he made a silent "oh" with his sweet little mouth, sucking in a breath of surprise as image became clearer and clearer.

That right there made it so worth buying this new toy!

So as the sun rises on Seattle and Dream Boy & I make our game plan out for the day - I wish you a wonderful week and a very blessed Thanksgiving with whomever you may be gathering.

Don't take this time together for granted. Cherish every sweet moment and create many memories. Be thankful for all that you have, be it much - be it little. Know that it's not what you have, but who you have in your life and in your heart that can make you beyond rich.

Happy Thanksgiving everyone - I am very thankful each & every one of you that stops by and reads about my little corner of the world. 

Saturday, November 21, 2015

Love From The Heart

Apparently today is National Adoption Day.

As I've been reading through a few different posts, I felt the need to share our story as well.

How do you know when you're ready for a baby? In our case, we just knew it was the right time in our married life to start a family. We both agreed we were ready to expand our family & make room for baby.

But it wasn't that easy for us. We went through 5 years of infertility treatments. The endless negative pregnancy tests, the basal temperature charts, the trips to U of M, and the unknown of why I wasn't conceiving.
We began talking about adoption and had starting exploring this option. I was dragging my feet, wanting so badly to carry a child of "my own". But we continued to get nowhere with all the testing and my heart was aching for a child. 

While on a weekend ski trip up north, Dream Boy & I were riding up the lift. I looked down below us into the eyes of a little boy about 4 years old. He had the sweetest smile and the most innocent big brown eyes looking back at me, and at that very moment I knew. 

I looked at Dream Boy and said I was ready to move forward with the adoption process and the next Monday I called the agency.

It wasn't long before we started the home study process and at the end of 9 months, we received our letter on Christmas Eve day from the court stating we were approved as adoptive parents.

Now the waiting began. We knew it could be 6 months, a year or even two, but we were content in knowing that God was working in us and through us to place a child in our home.

We were totally unprepared when just 4 short weeks later I received a call from our social worker. I thought she was calling to tell me about our final adoption fee, as the county we were adopting through had changed their fees recently. She asked if I was sitting down.

"Yes", I said, but all the while thinking, "holy smokes - how much more is this going to cost?"

She proceeded to tell me to get something to write down what she was about to tell me because I would totally forget by the time she was done. I assured her I was taking notes and said a silent prayer that God would provide.

"You have a baby boy", she said. "We need you to be here on Monday morning at 11am to meet him."

Huh?

She repeated it very slowly again and made sure I understood what she was saying. I asked if this was a mistake? We thought at least 6 months, wasn't there someone else who had been waiting longer for a baby? What about all those on the list ahead of us? Was this fair to them?

"God has a baby for you, you were chosen to be this little boy's parents, by Him and by his birth mother."

She continued to give me all the details and said she would see us on Monday morning. It was Friday night now.

I remember sitting in my office with all my co-workers standing in the doorway in tears, as they had gathered around when they realized who was on the phone with me. I was stunned, shocked and beyond excited all at the same time.

I filled them in and then they all starting laughing and asked, "aren't you going to call your husband?"

Oh, yeah. So I picked up the phone and called him at work. I asked him the same thing - are you sitting down? He stated he was leaning against the wall & wanted to know what was wrong?

"I just received a call from Pat. We need to be at the agency on Monday at 11am. We have a boy.......a son, waiting for us."

Silence.

"Did you hear me? I said we have a son, you have a hockey player."

Dream Boy responded that this couldn't be right, was I sure? What about all those other people who were on the waiting list? How can this be happening so fast?

I reassured him that this was real and that this was God's choice for us and that the birth mom had chosen us.

The weekend was a whirlwind of getting a nursery ready, telling family & friends of our news and excitement as we prepared to bring home our son.

We met him on Monday morning, spending several hours with him and then setting up meeting times throughout the week to help us all bond before bringing him home permanently.

And now, almost 28 years later, that boy is a man. One that I have loved deeply and fully and completely. Through all his good, all his bad and everything in between - he is our son. 

He has always known he was adopted, we have never hid it from him or anyone else.

But I have always known that he is truly a gift. A gift of sacrifice from a young teenage girl who knew she wasn't ready to raise a child on her own. I can only imagine how hard it must have been for her. We wrote her a letter thanking her for the gift of this child and promised we would raise him in a Christian home and love him unconditionally.

From the moment they placed him in my arms that cold, Monday morning, I fell head over heals in love with him. I actually knew that I had loved him even before then - that he was my son. I can't imagine my life without him. 

God had a plan for us and for him. As for carrying a child of "my own", I knew then and know now, that I carried him in my heart long before he was born. I carried the love for him always and have never thought of him as anything else but "my own". 

Adoption is a beautiful thing, a sacrifice so great, but one made from the deepest love that one could have. 

We have been blessed with 2 amazing sons, both in their own special way. God truly had a plan and truly knew that our lives would be complete with children, but it was His plan, not ours, that brought our family to life.


And God has blessed those boys with 2 amazing girls and our life is beyond blessed.

So in celebration of National Adoption Day - I thank every birth mother and father who have given the ultimate sacrifice. I pray for each of you as your move through the process of giving up your child, but pray for knowledge and peace in your hearts & minds that you have done a beautiful, amazing thing.

Tuesday, November 17, 2015

Benches

He speaks quietly to me.

When I'm in my own little world, lost in my own thoughts.


He speaks.


I strain someday's to hear Him, but my heart and soul stir as I listen.  This is not new to me, instead, it is renewed. My mind is filled with the wonder of all He has to say to me.


I've built a bench in my mind - a place to go and be still. This bench travels with me always, whether it be in my classroom, my car, my studio, church or wherever. It is a place to seek Him and hear Him and know that He is beside me always.


Powerful things are happening, but I don't know exactly what. I just feel it, I know it, I hear it. So I sit on my bench and wait. 


Quietly.


Still.


I have been studying, reading, absorbing, thinking, and examining. I'm learning to look at my every day activity and try to find the extraordinary! We go through life sometimes on auto-pilot.  Same thing day after day after day after day.


I am feeling the urge to share my thoughts with from these moments. They may not be profound, but I continue to feel led to share them none the less. Whether it be what I have read, what I have seen or what I have felt, I want to share.

So I begin this series called, "Benches", a place to sit and have a conversation with you and share. A place to just pour out these thoughts that I feel stirring deep inside me, a place to "be still". This is meant to be a series of my reflections of wherever I might be at that time - on a quest to seek out a great photo, a quiet time with God, sitting quietly in my classroom at lunchtime journaling or listening to a sermon at church.

Wherever this takes me, I hope you will check back and maybe even sit on my bench with me & take a moment or two to just "be still". 

Monday, November 16, 2015

Monday Morning Coffee

Tis the season!

Or so the calendar is showing, but the weather here in the Mitten has been anything but seasonal!

Not complaining. In fact, Dream Boy & I were commenting on our way to church Sunday morning that we would be okay if our winter was like this all season long. We realized that 60 degrees isn't going to stick around, and we'll pay our dues soon enough, but until then ~ we're gonna love every minute of it!

Our weekend, like most, was filled with lots of time together. We've settled into the empty nester life pretty well & our routine is one of comfort for us. We actually stayed home and cooked all weekend - actually Dream Boy did the cooking, which is okay with me. 

Not gonna lie!

We ventured out Saturday morning though, to watch our local Christmas Parade! It has been years since we've gone to the parade & the weather was just calling us to get out & enjoy it! So we did.
The anticipation of what was coming was evident on so many of the faces in the crowd.

We watched lots and lots of dance studios parade by, we heard a lot of marching bands, including our own local G-A Rams! But I must be absolutely honest with you, when I tell you that my favorite marching band is the one my niece is in.
She's right there in the front - tootin her flute! It was so fun to see her that we ran to the next street to see her a 2nd time!!  So fun!

There was this adorable Elf - wouldn't you like him sitting on your shelf?
Seriously loved the spirit of this guy - he was loving every minute!

I am working on finishing up my editing for the season, but had a bit of a glitch thrown in last Wednesday night while Dream Boy was working on the computer & he yells, "what does it mean when I get a black screen?"

Rut roh...........it doesn't mean anything good. But thankfully I work with a guy who is an Apple geek, so he did some diagnostics for me and cleaned up a few issues and I'm running smoothly for now. There is nothing worse than having your computer crash, but thankfully my whole photo library is on a separate hard drive and I didn't lose anything.

We are approaching Thanksgiving next week, and I am so excited as we are heading west this year to spend it in Seattle with S&D2! This mama's heart is so happy to see them! It's been way to long.

So for now, it's back to school and getting through the week.

Have a great day everyone!



Monday, November 9, 2015

Monday Morning Coffee

My life lately.

My computer is getting a real work out as of late, but I don't mind it. Working through umpteen senior sessions and getting closer to the finish line.

Our weekend? It was great and it's been extended as I have the day off today due to records day & professional development for the teaching staff. So I will be sitting behind a computer screen working on developing and editing and watching the faces of the many seniors I've shot over the last few weeks come to life.

It was a cooler weekend and it seems as though the temps are finally falling into their normal range for this time of year in the Mitten. I saw a report on the news last Thursday night where they showed a clip from a year ago and it was snowing big, giant, white, wet, sloppy flakes.

Friday night was an absolutely beautiful fall night, so Dream Boy & I headed to the monthly Art Hop. I'm not sure if I've ever really explained what Art Hop is, o here's a little blurb on it. Several local businesses in our downtown area open their doors to local artisans who display their work. The whole downtown stays open until 9pm and the store owners offer snacks and usually wine or punch to the patrons who come into their stores.

So we wandered in and out of several shops, starting with our favorite shop first. MRC. It's an art studio for adults who have developmental challenges. We have friends from church who's daughter is one of their artists, so we always meet up with them. Their daughter will take us on a tour of her work and share the new pieces of all her friends. We look forward to it and the excitement that she has and the pride she shows in her work and that of her fellow artists. I even had the honor of meeting one of my favorite artists this month as she was hosting the fundraiser table. She has a quirky sense of humor in some of her work that draws me in every time and she does some amazing work.

There were several photography exhibits that lit a fire in my head and made me realize I need to print more of my own personal work and display it within my home. It doesn't do anything sitting inside my computer, does it?

Saturday I ran some errands and had to pick up more printer ink. While in Best Buy I finally treated myself to a new camera. Ha! Not a fancy, fancy DSLR but a Fuji Instax 8 camera. A brand new color even! Vivid Orange! I have my grandpa's Polaroid camera from years ago and I remember when my dad got his and the anticipation of waiting 60 seconds for the picture to appear. The smell of the developer on the "special" paper as the photo slowly came to life before your very eyes! I have wanted one to use in my photography sessions and I have a few other ideas with it, so we'll see what I can do with it. 

Plus, it's just something fun.

Dream Boy spent most of Saturday afternoon splitting wood for the winter months. We have a more wood than we've ever had, so it will be a nice, cozy winter - if it ever comes. 

Personally, I'm not in a rush for it this year. I've truly been loving this warm trend we've been having. Did you know that I took the Wonder Dog to the dock for a swim last Wednesday? She swam, I watched. While the temp was a balmy 74 degrees, the water was not. But she needed a bath and was SO excited to take it in the lake!

Saturday night Dream Boy & I had a real live date night. You know, the kind where you have a structured plan. But in all reality, it was a spur of the moment plan that turned out awesome. 

We headed to the movies and saw Our Brand Is Crisis with Sandra Bullock. It was actually quite good. Afterward we headed to a little pub that we've tried a few times before and it was always packed. So this time we actually found a spot, a sweet spot right up in the front window at the counter. We had a blast, we ordered a beer and dinner and quickly pulled out a game and commenced to a rousing competition of Connect Four! I will have you know I am the Queen of Connect Four, beating Dream Boy 3 out of 5 games.

Not that I'm competitive or anything.

I finished up pictures at church on Sunday for our church directory and made it home to enjoy the rest of a beautiful fall day. 

So here we are back at Monday. The beginning of another week. A chance to do it over again, another new day, right?

Here's to Monday - make it a fantastic day!

Tuesday, November 3, 2015

Benches

I sit here in the quiet of my room.

Thinking.

Reminiscing.

Wondering.

Reflecting.

I sit here feeling good about life right now.

I am learning each day to live in the moment. The tiny moment of that split second. 

My heart and mind are telling me not to rush things. Slow down and relish what you feel right now, what you see right now, what you smell, taste and hear.

I feel the Spirit within me whispering through the noise that the world around me creates. Its ever so quiet, so subtle, yet so very apparent and loud.

Has life always been this way? No. Will it stay this way? Probably not.

But I cannot control what has been or what is to be. I can, however, trust and have faith that I will be okay in whatever comes my way. 

I'm on this continuous journey of my life and I am always seeking and asking, more so now than I ever have in my life. Is this new attitude a gift of age and wisdom? Ha! Did I just call myself old? I don't think so, in fact I know it's not the full answer, part of it, but not all of it. 

This journey started the day I was born and through my life I have come to recognize it more & more than I am never alone. I was, as a child, taught of a loving God and I have made the choice over and over again in my life, to walk this journey with Him as my guide, my leader, my confident, my everything.

Have I strayed? Yes. Maybe not far, in some people's eyes, but in my own I know I have strayed and I have doubted and I have been angry and I have questioned. But I have always talked to my Father and I have learned to ask for forgiveness. 

Thankfully He has never strayed from me. He has always had my back, He has always loved me - maybe not my decisions or actions, He has always answered my questions - maybe not in the way I want them answered, but He has walked this journey with me every step of the way. He has even picked me up & carried me through those dark valley's that I thought would choke me.

So, wow! Where is this coming from? Deep from inside me, these words have been pushing their way into my brain for a long time and I can no longer stay silent. 

I have spent a lot of time in recent months quietly with God and I know that He has been speaking very clearly to me in the past few weeks. 

A recent blog post from a friend who shared a scripture passage (Galatians 6:4-5), a new to our building teacher who is on fire and has helped to rekindle that flame in me by her actions with our students and asking me to help guide them in Bible study each week, a book I stumbled upon while reading another blog that has helped me slow down and savor the moments (Simply Tuesday by Emily P. Freeman). 

I have taken the time to slow down and sit on the bench and just be still. In the moment, in the now, listening to my heart and seeing all that is around me in a totally different way. Truly enjoying what is going on around me and seeking out the good in every situation, especially if it seems to be bad.

Pouring out my heart to you here has been a post that has taken me several days to write and rewrite and write again. But I know it's "right" and I am being led to share with you from the Spirit within me. 

I am feeling led to share with you more often and I'm not sure how often or exactly what format, but I know this is something I need to do. It may cost me some "views", but you know what, it doesn't matter. I'm learning that I need to live in the tiny moment and as Galatians 6 states, "make a careful exploration of who you are and the work you have been given, and then sink yourself into that".

I am doing that through my writing and my photography and sharing it here.

I thank you if you've made it all the way through this post and have not shut me out. I don't know clearly where I'm headed with this, but I will continue to share as I figure it out.

I hope your Tuesday is a grand day!

Monday, November 2, 2015

Monday Morning Coffee

Moving into a new Monday, a new week and a new month........new glasses.
November.

A weekend that was filled with gray skies and lots of rain for the most part. It really put a damper on the trick or treating in our neighborhood. We generally have a good showing, but had less than 10 kids all night.

But we were joined by dear friends for dinner and spent time catching up and just enjoyed our time together.

I continue to work through my daily 365 project, my journey of self examination and am very proud of myself that I've stayed on track and continue to work through the process.

Some shots are not my best, and some I'm happy with the results, but the whole purpose of this journey is to work on technique and ideas by using myself as the model. If I'm able to figure out the what nots and how to's I believe it will help me with my portrait photography even more.

I'm at a point in my life that I'm happy with where I'm at and who I am. Are there changes I'd like to make? Yes. But wouldn't we all, if we're being totally honest with ourselves? 

Dream Boy and I are counting down the days till we head out to the west coast to spend Thanksgiving with our younger pair of children. We aren't going to be able to have them home for either holiday this year, so we are heading west to spend time with them. This mama can't wait to see them again, it's been way to long.

Sunday was a beautiful day - the sun shone so bright, but not for as long as I'd wish. The days are getting shorter and the nights are getting longer. Not necessarily a fan of that, but I do love the season changes. 

Dream Boy got his ride in on Sunday and I did some birthday shopping for our youngest niece. She's taking a culinary arts class in high school, so we fixed her up with some kitchen gear, including an apron, whisks, measuring cups, cutting board and a new knife. I also included a couple of cookbooks that belonged to my mom. When my parents died and my sisters & I cleaned out the house, we all took the cookbooks we wanted and I packed away the others for a moment such as this. My niece was so very touched by the books - even loved the fact that there was hand written recipe in the front of one by her mom of a recipe that our older sister had given her.

So how's life with all of you? What are your plans for the week, for the upcoming holidays? It's amazing to realize we are so close to the season of Thanksgiving and Joy once again.

It's going to be a beautiful, Indian type summer week around here and I'm going to enjoy it as much as possible. 

I hope you all have a wonderful day and a very, very good week.

See you soon!