Monday, February 4, 2013

Cookies

Growing up I was exposed all types of cookies. My Grandmother loved cookies, my father loved cookies and I learned to adore cookies...

Vanilla wafers, sugar wafers, fig newtons, homemade chocolate chip cookies, Christmas spritz cookies, Oreos, Nutter Butter...

As I got older I wanted Pepperidge Farm Milano cookies that eventually morphed into Dark Chocolate Milano, there are those damn elves and their pecan sandies, magic middles, fudge stripes and the best comfort cookies and a big glass of milk, the Oreo...

Then I bought a Pizzelle maker! love them!

And most recently my all time fav came out with many varieties and I never thought I leave my good old Oreo but Nabisco made the Double Stuff Golden Oreo!!! I don't even need milk with it!!


Sunday, February 3, 2013

Reading

I pledged to read 20 books this year on Goodreads at the beginning of the year, well, I've already read 7.

Yeah, I upped it to 30.

I am always reading, I listen to books on CD in my car, I have my kindle and the old stand by books from the library. I revisit favorite books, which I won't count. Old books are like old friends and I can't give them up!

I finished another book today, an old friend, "This Heart of Mine", I absolutely love this book and read it whenever I want to feel good. To be honest, I love all of Susan Elizabeth Phillips books. Her heroines give me hope and I like that.

Saturday, February 2, 2013

Sleep...

Oh well, I suppose it's going to happen every once in a while.

I didn't blog last night, actually I thought I did but there was some wine involved with dinner last night, a very nice wine...wine can at times make me sleepy and I think it did last night. 

I also have to realize that it is not the end of the world if I don't but words to paper and post it here, blogging daily is a goal and to be honest my mind is constantly thinking of things to write about and the worst part is many of those times I don't have anyway to write anything down, very frustrating that I'll be driving home from work and get a great idea and by the time I get home I've forgotten it!

But I'll keep trying...

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Wednesday, January 30, 2013

Gator Hunting







I went for a walk yesterday at Sawgrass Lake Park, my favorite path was blocked off so I turned around and headed to the observation tower. On my way I found the parks most popular residents, baby alligators! And yes, mama wasn't too far away!

This turned out to be a great place to people watch. So many ventured out to capture a glimpse of these cold blooded reptiles and many had tales of seeing the eggs hatch and how the mama moves them around.

I'll have to go back next week, hoping my trail will be reopened but I'll be just as happy to people watch the gator watchers!

Tuesday, January 29, 2013

Week 4 of gratitude quotes



1/22/13
“Gratitude can transform common days into thanksgivings, turn routine jobs into joy, and change ordinary opportunities into blessings.” — William Arthur Ward

1/23/13
“Gratitude is riches. Complaint is poverty.” –Doris Day

1/24/12
“Blessed are those that can give without remembering and receive without forgetting.” — Author Unknown

1/25/13
. “Gratitude should not be just a reaction to getting what you want, but an all-the-time gratitude, the kind where you notice the little things and where you constantly look for the good, even in unpleasant situations. Start bringing gratitude to your experiences, instead of waiting for a positive experience in order to feel grateful.” — Marelisa Fábrega

1/26
“Reflect upon your present blessings, of which every man has plenty; not on your past misfortunes of which all men have some.” — Charles Dickens

1/27/13
“Happiness is itself a kind of gratitude.” — Joseph Wood Krutch

1/28/13
“The hardest arithmetic to master is that which enables us to count our blessings.” — Eric Hoffer

Monday, January 28, 2013

The Squirrel



Yesterday morning while eating breakfast I was noticing the rather plump squirrels dashing around the water oak in the backyard and I was reminded of the first poem I ever read out loud, as a matter of fact I read it from the school office over the intercom to the entire school. I was in first grade.


The Squirrel
Anonymous
Whisky, frisky,
Hippity hop;
Up he goes
To the tree top!

Whirly, twirly,
Round and round,
Down he scampers
To the ground.

Furly, curly
What a tail!
Tall as a feather
Broad as a sail!

Where's his supper?
In the shell,
Snappity, crackity,
Out it fell.