Mix. Stir. Bake. Cool. Eat. It’s a basic recipe for everything and anything that comes out of the oven. But it’s not the basics that have the world turning their ovens up to 350 degrees and reaching for the sourdough starter.
1 . . . 2 . . . 3 . . . 4. 1 . . . 2 . . . 3. . . 4. For years, I have used…
It’s rare that my 14-year-old cat, Random, takes a keen interest in what I am doing. More often than not, I am just noise in the background that occasionally interrupts his naps. I am there to full his food bowl and add cool water to his fountain.
But my recent endeavors into home exercising created a spectacle worthy of interrupting his bath time on my afghan. In fact, I had his undivided attention.
You physically can’t say the word “beans” aloud without smiling. Go ahead. Try it. I’ll wait.
With my history of anxiety and love for writing, I know the power words can hold. With the influx of negative news and COVID-19 guidelines, it has been a struggle to resist the downward ruminating spirals.
Have you ever had that moment when the stars align, the tarot cards deliver and the lotto has your number? Or more importantly, that one moment where something you have heard YOUR ENTIRE LIFE finally sinks in?
Yeah. I had one of those just this week.