When our sons were young and it was time to get ready for bed, we would announce, “Time for jammies and teeth!” They used to wear John’s old T-shirts as jammies. They were soft and comfortable and fell to their knees or lower. Now, all three sons have outgrown my husband’s tees.
We just returned home from visiting our middle son Blaine at college. It was such a good visit! Oh, to kiss the cheek of my son! Blaine had told us about a place called Yogurtland that he really liked and thought I’d really like. OK. Really love. He was right! It is a frozen yogurt paradise!
We went three times in two days. I have officially had my frozen yogurt fix for quite some time.
My friend Julie introduced me to sprinkling cinammon on top of the coffee grounds before making the coffee. When the coffee maker has worked its magic, I add a little cream and voila. Happiness in a cup! I am now ready for my day! I enjoy beginning my morning with a really good cup of coffee.
I also like slippers. Soft, cushy, fluffy, preferably pink slippers. Unfortunately, so does my dog. That I don’t like so much.
The snow is melting but it’s still freezing cold outside and I find myself dreaming of summer; the one to come and then the one that just ended…One of the highlights of this past summer was a camping trip our family took to the Tetons. Oh the beauty! Sharp, dangerous, glorious beauty. I close my eyes and I can see the mountains rising up across the lake. Pure grandeur.
I can’t eat anything delicious. My period is coming. And I’m trying to relate to my sixteen year old son. It is not going well.
Sometimes I feel that he looks at me like I am a strange (not exotic, just strange) fish swimming inside of a tank. What?!? Huh?