Take Breakfast in Bed to a New Level

I miss Sharp’s restaurant in the Brookside area of Kansas City. I miss Brookside. I miss Kansas City. That said, I used to love going to a late breakfast at Sharp’s. In particular, I loved their banana-pecan waffles and the special way they cooked bacon. I’ve eaten there with so many friends and family over…

The Copper Measuring Cups

It is probably breaking the most cardinal rule of blogging: changing the name and direction of your blog. I’m sorry. Really, I am. You have been here for a reason and I have tried to honor and appreciate your every comment and visit. Quarantine has caused us all to sift through priorities and discard the…

Happy Hydrangea

Last week I bought my first hydrangea (Nikko Blue). This week I bought all new sheets and rearranged a bedroom just because of the amazing blooms. I’m doomed. Let the hydrangea addiction begin! I even hung one to experiment with drying them… There are worse addictions, right??? (Famous last words!)  Do you grow hydrangea? If so,…

hydrangea

Hydrangea is such a funny word. But man oh man, do they have gorgeous blooms. I am a houseplant person. Period. I am not a gardener. So it’s with a great deal of fear that I present to you my Nikko Blue hydrangea. I’m not exactly sure what I’m doing, but I hope we can…

the second question

I hesitate to use the word ‘collector’. Many times it conjures up images of crammed shelves filled with wide-eyed porcelain figurines or collectible teacups. There’s nothing wrong with those things, mind you, but they weren’t really my mother’s style. Let’s just say she enjoyed hearts. Especially unusual hearts. She found them difficult to pass up…

just a tweak

We have the world’s smallest hall bathroom. When my family came to visit us last year I told them to be sure to use the bathroom on the airplane before they got off because it’s the biggest bathroom they’d see in the next week. The truth is though, it’s perfectly okay for us. We have…

Beautifully Mundane

It is early morning and I start another day. Tilly has an amazing internal alarm clock that insists on no more sleeping past 5:30am. Sometimes, it’s 5:33am. I would love to be one of those people that wakes up pleasantly, stretches and thanks the Lord for a new day. I am not. I would like…

Tilly’s First Tide

Vacationing without vacationing seems to be our rallying cry this summer. Keeping things local, daytrips, and ‘cheap entertainment’. Like so many of you, COVID has left its mark on many. We continue to be grateful, however. For health and the health of our extended family as well. And, of course, for Tilly and all of…

The Call of the Bells

The sound of a bell is said to disengage our mind from the onslaught of thoughts and ideas and stimuli that is constantly grabbing our attention and time. The bell is a symbol of peace and freedom. Freedom from all that is twisting our minds, the bell sound ushers us into a place where we…

GHOST by Jason Reynolds

I miss Castle. I realize this isn’t something I need to hide (anymore.) But you have to understand, I started this secret habit back before it was cool. I was a full-fledged adult with full-fledged middle school and high school children when Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants first came out. I hid in my bedroom and…

THE NAME JAR by Yangsook Choi

I remember it clearly. I was in 4th grade, Mrs. Adams’ class at Alton Elementary School and I was up next to give a talk about myself: WHO I AM. I collected the usual data about where I was born and what my birthday was, etc. I don’t remember being overly nervous about standing up…

THE LOVE U GIVE

  I spent the day reading THE HATE U GIVE. I would like to say it’s eerily ironic that the storyline is so similar to what’s going on in our world today, but it’s not ironic, is it? It’s the same horrific story, repeated over and over again. This is a powerfully strong book that…