Heart Full of Hope
- February 17
- I've never played by the rules. I was absent the day they handed those out. I believe in being kind, playing fair, laughing often, not judging others and drinking red wine. And I always kiss my Sweetie goodnight. It may lead to other fun stuff.
Life is short! Break the rules! Forgive quickly! Kiss slowly!
Love truly, Laugh uncontrollably...
And never regret anything that made you smile.
Always remember that stressed spelled backwards is desserts.
Part of the secret of a success in life is to eat what you like and let the food fight it out inside.
~ Mark Twain
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- The Gift
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This is not one of life's mysteries. I would have never achieved the “Mother of the Year” award. So if you are looking for validation as to whether I think you should receive it, I'm your girl. I am in constant awe of most of the mothers I have… Read full post »
Watch this short video. You won't be sorry you did.
For one to completely understand this precious gift given to me from my daughter, one must have some background knowledge of her.
My daughter, Erin, as many of you know was born with challenges most of us have never faced. She had a fifty percent hearing loss that went undetected… Read full post »
It will not be long until nature will provide us much more sunshine per day. The sun will rise sooner in the morning and will set later in the evening. And so go the seasons of time, one drifting seamlessly into the… Read full post »
On Sunday mornings when I was a little girl, we were usually wakened at 6:30 am. to a cacophony of clanging and clambering coming from the kitchen. It was apparent to us what was going on because this was a weekly tradition. My father was making sauce—spaghetti sauce that is. No… Read full post »
I will soon be sixty three years old. My first gift arrived early, wrapped in a red bow. I was surprised to say the least. It is not often that one receives this sort of gift upon turning this age. It is round and red and is situated right under the… Read full post »
When I was a little girl, I was always the last one sitting at the dinner table. I was, and still am an extremely slow eater. The fact that I was the last one sitting still remains true today. I love food, especially really tasty, home cooked food. I… Read full post »
It is picture day tomorrow in grade two and my mother is getting me ready by washing my hair. I am leaning over the sink kneeling on the green padded chair that matches the Formica kitchen table and I am screaming. I always screamed when she washed my hair; she… Read full post »
I have always hated shopping. Not all shopping. I like antique stores, thrift stores, kitchen and some grocery stores, like delicatessens and open air markets. But when I have to shop for clothes, I procrastinate until I have absolutely no choice but to face the elements and venture out.… Read full post »
When I decided to compile these stories into a book, it was with this thought in mind. I envisioned that some day a grandchild or great-grandchild would read it and cherish it as one of the best gifts he/she could have ever received. A little piece of my immortality… Read full post »
It's either feast or famine when you live where there are four seasons. Right now I have an abundance of tomatoes, herbs, cucumbers and beets calling to me. Yesterday I made enough pesto to last us through the winter. I make a huge batch and freeze it in zip lock… Read full post »
I know it’s an old cliché to say we should live our lives treating others as we’d like to be treated. If everyone were to live up to this simple way of life, there would be no wars, no financial crisis, no hatred, and certainly no murders. There’d be… Read full post »
It is a well known fact we have five senses, those being, hearing, tasting, seeing, touching and smelling. I believe that the sense of smell is one of the more powerful senses. It is this sense which enables most of our other senses to react in a certain way.… Read full post »
I have just begun to read Ray Bradbury's novel, “Dandelion Wine”. It is a semi- autobiographical story of his childhood growing up in the small town of Green Town, Illinois, and the adventures of the summer of 1928. In the first chapter he speaks of sca… Read full post »
This week is national mental awareness week.
A few weeks ago after making some fifty tiresome and stressful phone calls, I finally found a psychiatrist who would evaluate my daughter. The mistake I had made in placing these calls was that I relayed to the receptionists that my da… Read full post »
A short while ago my little poodle, Phoebe, seventeen years old, started showing undeniable traits of canine dementia. With one eye removed and the other clouded with cataracts, she could no longer retreat from stairs and she would walk in circles, in search of what still remains a mystery… Read full post »
This recipe is a crowd pleaser. If you are having a get together you can freeze most of it beforehand, and finish it up the day of in no time at all. It can also be easily doubled
Before the freezer:… Read full post »
Now that strawberries are plentiful, you might want to consider making this wonderful cold soup. It's a great way to start dinner on a hot day. And it's easy too. You could even serve it as a dessert with cookies of course!
Cold Strawberry Soup
2 pints strawberries,… Read full post »
Start your day by watching this video. You won't be sorry.
Before my first husband, Bob, would marry me he exclaimed that if we had a son his name would have to be Jack. His family tradition was to name the first son after the Grandfather. I wasn't excited about the name, but agreed because I thought I could… Read full post »