Follow me on this quest to find Brilliance no matter what the happenstance. Saturday, August 31, 2013. The Saturday morning tradition of pancake making goes back to last year. It started as a nostalgic act of an American mother raising two Moroccan kids that have no idea of the childhood implication of pancakes, for theirs is a childhood of beghrir, msmen, and pain au chocolate filled breakfasts. I wake up in a neighborhood full of life, beauty, markets, kids shouting and playing in the tree lined plaza,.

A post I did for my friend Louise over at Singlewith. Not grumpy! This sentence is purely so I can put an exclamation point after it! Yesterday my f.

Thursday, December 30, 2010. Ending the Sabbatical with Christmas in Minnesota. So now that we are back in the States, we headed to Minnesota to celebrate Christmas with our family. As shown in the photo at top, on Christmas Eve, we had a special surprise visit from Santa and one of his elves.

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I want to go swimming in a big cool lake,. Or maybe splash in the sea,. Is this not just the cutest? Or, really, any large body of water,. Playful, obnoxious and loud,. Is what I aspire to be. As this fun place where I pee! June 2, 2012. Can a bathroom be a battle ground. For a war of good and evil? Judging from the next-stall sounds,.

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Because a life unexamined is lived without intention. Tuesday, August 4, 2015. Morning light burns the lingering mist from the trees as my white. Company van trundles over rickety brick streets, thumping to a stop at the light.

An open experiment in creative fiction by Stuart Nager. We used to think differently. That was beaten out of us. The notes played, flowing along the aural pathways. Twenty-nine Beats headphones plugged in, the varying colors echoing the twenty-nine varying mindsets. Eyes closed, some feet tapping along, some adding percussive finger drumsticks, some rocking, some swaying, others sitting still. One had to remind herself to breathe a couple of times.