Tag Archives: meal

As I’ve said before, I love water. And I love salads. But now, on Day 7 of this raw food detox, I’ll admit that I’m getting weary of so many salads, even if they are all different from one another … Continue reading →

A tiny Bella Cullen joined me for lunch today. Why? So we could wish my fellow Aries Kristen Stewart a happy twenty-third birthday. Prompt from FMS Photo A Day. Also, I linked to a pro-KStew article. That’s me being all … Continue reading →

Tim and I are going through all the short stories we were sent for the Best Gay Romance 2014 anthology and that is a big thing on my plate. There are so many good and intriguing stories; it’s going to … Continue reading →

Craft Night. Good friends, a hearty meal, Starbucks, a house full of dogs, and sewing. Prompt from FMS Photo A Day.

Thanksgiving in February with family, friends, dogs, and a full table makes me smile. I think Lindsey’s threatening the hen and not Invisible Me. Prompt from FMS Photo A Day.

I’m grateful for today’s challenge because I was drowning in files and paperwork and bills. Not only was I paying bills, but I’m separating all of 2012′s nonessential paperwork from the stuff I need for my taxes. I’m hoping by … Continue reading →

The first Christmas after I graduated from college, living in my own house, gainfully employed and married to my first husband, also gainfully employed, I thought it was time to be a grown up and have people over to my … Continue reading →

Here are pictures from my ‘tween years on of many Thanksgivings that include lots of family and friends. These pictures don’t really need words to show why every year teaches me again how much I have to be grateful for. … Continue reading →

We are enjoying a “cold” front–and I realize cold is relative, but 56 degrees is a welcome relief in Houston. Except my flowers looked sad about it this morning. If they survived summer, they need to plant up and endure … Continue reading →

There’s nothing all that noteworthy about this photo Mother took of Debby and me one morning as we sat at the table after breakfast. It’s one of many mornings we spent like that, the three of us. Sometimes a roommate … Continue reading →