Oooh, I love me some good words.

I was on a hunt to find good quotes the other day.
Because I love words. And I want to embroider some good words to hang on my walls, and maybe give as gifts too if I can bear to part with them. So I thought I'd share some.

Because I like to share.

Here they are:

The years teach much that the days never know. -Emerson

No distance of place or lapse of time can lessen the friendship of those who are thoroughly persuaded of each other's worth. -Robert Southey

Govern a family as you would cook a small fish -- very gently.

One of the very nicest things about life is the way we must regularly stop whatever it is we are doing and devote our attention to eating. -Luciano Pavarotti

Silent gratitude isn't much to anyone. -G.B. Stern

Oh! Do not attack me with your watch. A watch is always too fast or too slow. I cannot be dictated to by a watch. -Jane Austen

Outside the open window
The morning air is all awash with angels. -Richard Purdy Wilbur

Each day of our lives we make deposits in the memory banks of our children. -C. Swindoll

There are two ways to live your life.
One is though nothing is a miracle.
The other is as though everything is a miracle. -Albert Einstein

I should be content
to look at a mountain
for what it is
and not as a comment
on my life. -David Ignatow

Criticism is only words about words, and of what use are words about such words as these?

Do you have any good quotes that you just love? What are your favorites? Want to share them? We all have a place in our hearts that loves good words.

Oh! And Happy New Year!

W X Y and Z

My Sweet Pickle and I were watching Super Why and after we sang the Alphabet Song I realized that he had learned all of his letters at school. In my excitement I said, "Hey! You learned all of your letters! You know all of them now"!

He said, "Yep. Well... all of 'em except and."

I love that boy.

My man delivered.

I am so fired up. My husband has outdone himself this year. My Christmas gift is quite possibly the best I've ever had from him. I'm having trouble remembering years past because I'm blinded by the shinyness of this year's gift. I am now the proud recipient of 6 weeks with my very own personal trainer! And he paid for childcare for the month too! I could not be more thrilled!

SIX WEEKS. MY OWN PERSONAL TRAINER! I swear it feels like I've wanted that my whole life. I can't think of anything that I'd like better.

And then on top of that, as if this cake needs icing, he made arrangements for our 3 kiddies yesterday so that we could spend a few hours together scouring antique shops. And although it's probably in my top 5 favorite things to do, it's somewhere near the bottom of his list, probably next to like, having someone else cut his toenails. So for him to make arrangements so that we could go and do it together - huge! We drank Starbucks and dug through dust collectors. It was bliss. I've been smiling for days.

My man is THE man. Speaking my language, and filling my love tank. Who could ask for more?

Moongolian neighbors and other futuristic notions

Today on his morning radio show, Stretch and his lovely co-host, DJ M.A., were talking about how back in the day, 2008 seemed so futuristic. DJ M.A. said that when she was growing up in New Orleans, her family thought that probably by this time we would get around in spaceships instead of driving cars. You know, like the Jetsons.

Stretch seemed shocked. They weren't taught that in Ville Platte.

I was listening to their conversation and completely agreed with DJ M.A. I may have even said "yeah" out loud in agreement with the Jetsons era remark. We were taught the same thing. I distinctly remember my mom saying things like, "y'all will probably be in spaceships instead of driving cars by the time y'all are in college." Because 2008 was sooo futuristic.

Apparently Ville Platte's not progressive like New Orleans and Port Barre.

Now if only I could figure out how to program synthetic brownies like Jane Jetson. Maybe that's something they only learned in Mamou.

What we have here is a failure to communicate.

Peppermint Mocha

Look closely. See that little caption at the bottom?

Yeah.

That's all I have to say about that.

It's De-lightful. It's De-licious. It's De-lovely.

Ok, if you're like me, you love a good, simple recipe, so here's mine for my absolute favorite oh-so-very-simple salad. It combines some of my favorite food-loves.

1. Every salad needs a good foundation, and this is my new salad obsession. Sweet Butter Lettuce. Oh my. I eat it all by itself sometimes. So soft and creamy.



2. Crumbled feta cheese. If I'm ever on death row, this cheese will be part of my last meal, along with Granny's pork roast gravy and probably some cotton candy. Hey listen, you gotta plan for your future. Don't be caught half-steppin'.



3. And if I use any dressing at all, this is it. I've tried others but I keep coming back to this one. It's my salad crack.


Well, happy grazing. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.

Don't Listen to Prince - Let's NOT Go Crazy, Let's NOT Get Nuts

Christmas day is rapidly approaching, and maybe you're feeling the heat to get out there and get the PERFECT gifts, and the pressure is starting to get to you and make you a little nuts. Well, take a moment and read this excellent post.

And let's take care not to join the ranks of the rest of the Christmas Crazies this year.
Have a happy day.

Yummy. Yummy. And so yummy.

How sweet it is to receive early Christmas joys! My favorite friend Melissa came over to visit me yesterday and because she is so awesome, she brought me a prize. (Really though, she's dynamite for many more reasons than just giving me stuff.) And the truth is that I was happy to just have some face-to-face time with her. Just being with her blesses me.

Well. I could not be more excited about this. I've been wanting, nay, coveting, one of these for so many weeks I could almost taste the wool sweateryness.



It is so delish. And I can't wait to wear it.

Too bad I live in South Louisiana and the highs this weekend are in the upper heat strokes. It's December, and this will make me sweat.

There is something very very wrong with that.