Another week and another opportunity to Share Your World! As I said last week, link it up with the original poster, but link it up with me, too! I want to see what your answers would be!
What is your favorite comfort snack food?
SUP friend?
Are You Living The Dream?
She was living the dream.
I was so jealous of her, y’all. She was so cool, and living the dream, like, my dream house. It was small, at least in terms of square footage, but was built on the edge of the lake/side of a deep hill, so it was, like, three stories tall with extensive decks and flower beds going on the side of the hill, so you do a lot of your living outside.
This woman was an artist and gardner, and we could see pumpkins and squash and tomatoes and huge tall sunflowers, among other annuals and perennials. So cool.
She was living the dream. Maybe that’s not my dream. Or maybe living the dream isn’t something we should aspire to?
I didn’t think my dream was this. I thought my dream was research. Brookings. But maybe not. Maybe “living the dream” is just living a good life.
What do you think? Are you living the dream? What does that look like?
Share Your World – Outer Space and Peanut Butter
I am beginning a new challenge because I like challenges and I was happy to find this one! I encourage you to do it too, and connect to the original blogger, but… connect it to me, too!
Would you travel into outer space?
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Love In Off-Key Singing
Wee One has a pretty regular bedtime routine, and it revolves around the letter B. Bedtime britches (an overnight diaper), bottle, brush teeth, book, and then bed. After the book and before bed is a prayer and song, but those don’t start with B, so I don’t include them. They’re part of the “bed” part of the routine.
I cradle her in my arms and rock and sing her “Baby Mine” from Dumbo, which I have done since she was about 4 months old, and Cohiba, who does not sing at all, has learned the words from hearing me sing it so many times.
How Do You Know What Life Should Look Like?
Cohiba and I had a good night last night; after Wee One went to bed, a couple of cigars, a couple bottles of wine, no iPhones, no tablets… Just sitting outside talking.
The next few weekends are not going to look like I had hoped because he’s going to be leaving town for the next two weeks. I love it when he springs those trips on me. I was pretty disappointed, for I had been looking forward to the things we (really, only I) were planning. The things I was planing are really “Seattle” things.
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How Many Rocks Will Fit?
On Tuesday, my 17 month old was putting rocks in my hand. After about 10 or 11, they started falling, so she put new ones into my other hand. I thought about this post as I sat in the sprinkling rain and switched from watching her concentrating little face to watching the top rock in my full hand, barely balanced in place. It tipped to either side easily if I moved my hand, so precarious was its perch.
Weekend Coffee Share #32
If we were having coffee, we would have a lot to catch up on, its been so long since we’ve met. There something coming up in the future, I tell you, something I can’t talk out and announce yet, but it will Change Things.
Bad Day Meme
I have long known this meme and thought it was amusing, but lately, while watching Wee One, I’ve wanted there to be another one.
The ABCs of me
Just an overview of me.
A: AGE | 38
B: BIGGEST FEAR | Something bad happening to Wee One or Cohiba
I Didn't Just Wake Up This Morning With A Craving 