MamaMo

heaven…

How does a day slip away so quickly?!  I was planning to post a special “Roll Tide” recipe today – but now the day is gone.  I guess I’ll just have to post it tomorrow as a celebration recipe.

It’s been a year since I last “blogged” (<– that’s for Nathan!) consistently.  I’ve missed it, and I haven’t.  I enjoyed not being glued to the computer, trying to come up with something witty, formatting photos, spending hours reading my favorite blogs, etc.  But it did help me organize my thoughts and gave me some much needed practice in the art of giving someone a glimpse into your life through the limiting form of the written word.

So, here we go!!

“I am not afraid of storms for I am learning to sail my ship.”

“The most beautiful and profound emotion we can experience is the sensation of the mystical. It is the foundation of all true science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead. To know that what is inconceivable to us really exists, manifesting itself as the highest wisdom, as the most radiant beauty which our dull faculties can comprehend only in their most primitive form – this knowledge, this feeling, is at the center of true religiousness.”     – Albert Einstein

Inspiration for the Week

But in the main, I feel like a brown bag of miscellany propped against a wall. Against a wall in company with other bags, white, red and yellow. Pour out the contents, and there is discovered a jumble of small things priceless and worthless. A first-water diamond, an empty spool, bits of broken glass, lengths of string, a key to a door long since crumbled away, a rusty knife-blade, old shoes saved for a road that never was and never will be, a nail bent under the weight of things too heavy for any nail, a dried flower or two still a little fragrant. In your hand is the brown bag. On the ground before you is the jumble it held — so much like the jumble in the bags, could they be emptied, that all might be dumped in a single heap and the bags refilled without altering the content of any greatly. A bit of colored glass more or less would not matter. Perhaps that is how the Great Stuffer of Bags filled them in the first place — who knows?”

or…
How to Start a Winter Break Off the Right Way!By passing out on the couch after your third episode of “How It’s Made” and avoiding folding laundry (again!)