Jittery? Who’s jittery?

When I get eager about traveling, I tend to go a bit over the top with things I love and will miss. Like running and swimming. I can’t usually run in the countries I visit. Shorts are typically out of the question and the one time I ran in Mozambique, I was...

Rocky Mountain High!

Rosie spoiled me rotten. She drew the short stick and got me for the wristlet swap. I have so enjoyed getting to know her and hope we can one day catch up in Denver, if I ever get my lazy butt to Colorado to visit my brother. Check out what she sent: Isn’t that...

My Mother is a Saint

My mom has put up with all my grouchiness this week and shown me support that I cannot fathom. Do you ever have those moments when you look at your parents, spouse, friends, and think, “My God. I don’t know how they are being so nice to me. I’m a...

Don’t bug me. I’m baking.

When I’m grouchy — as I am this week, ever so miserably grouchy — it is best to just stay out of my way. I know what sets me off (stress at work, family fighting, cranky adults acting like children) and I know how to get myself out of the funk....

WIP — Friday

I’ve been sewing up a storm lately. (It seems to be working. We’re in the middle of our monsoon season in Phoenix and the weather is cooling off. Yay! AND!! If you haven’t heard the news, they think they caught the serial shooters this morning. Very...