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Asymp; Leave a comment. So, Anyway, As I Was Saying. I remember when I left Blogspot and came over to WordPress. I was so excited for the cleaner look, the streamlined feel of WP. I had been blogging on Blogspot for just over 2 years and the new space felt exciting and fun. I had no emotional attachment to Blogspot. Caleb and Hannah getting engaged. And then Caleb and Hannah getting married.
Wednesday, October 19, 2011. A funny thing happened on the way to school yesterday. I was driving along, minding my own business, dodging cars as traffic thickened on the 10. And out of nowhere, taking me completely by surprise, I got very emotional. Tears started welling up in my eyes and I felt a huge wave of something.
A quiet day in Paradise. Another year, I guess. Tuesday, September 13, 2011. None of it changes the story, just the point of view. Tuesday, September 6, 2011. A quiet day in Paradise. Saturday, September 3, 2011. Friday, September 2, 2011. Another year, I guess.
Monday, February 21, 2011. Perfect day for a cuppa chai. A sprinkle of dancing, whisper-light flakes, straight out of a fairy tale. After a couple of days of spring-like temperatures, the cold felt like a surprise. It was a perfect day for chai. Adapted from a variety of internet sources. The idea of mindful living an.
Has it really been ten weeks since the last time I wrote anything here? And suddenly it is March, and the camellia blossoms have fallen like great crimson heads, the azaleas are exploding into Kodachrome vivacity on every street corner, and the sky out my office window is regularly more blue than grey. 2011, the Year of Living Musically, is officially only a memory now. Where does memory live? Were the one crying, not me, and I could comfort it. And in the sound of a .
I am a journeyman cook who knows little to nothing about the proper use of spices. Fifty-two weeks - fifty-two spices. Sunday, August 15, 2010. And one thing he often wants to share is his food. From his grubby little hands - or, even worse, his grubby little mouth. What does one do? What the heck is up with that? .