Blessing Counted for December 17 2011 Remembering how magical Christmas was when I was a child. My mother created magic for us with nothing to work with but love and determination. Merry Christmas Mom.
Author: Maggie Turner
Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to work we go…
Attila and I are still busy working out a decent recipe for dishwashing liquid. Lots of people on the net claim to offer a great recipe, I beg to differ with all I’ve tried so far. Tonight I mixed up a new batch, using a new recipe. I have my fingers crossed. I am prepared… Continue reading Hi ho, hi ho, it’s off to work we go…
Makin’ Our Own
I just have to start, just start, writing again! The working world is swallowing my energy whole! There, there, I’m telling myself, I’m still here. I am writing, am I not? Attila and I have been working, working, working and little else. Every evening after dinner I attempt to clean off my desk, and after… Continue reading Makin’ Our Own
First Snow
I’ve known people to attempt escape from the unsavory aspects of life, retreating into alcohol, drugs, overeating, obsessive exercise and many other types of obsessions. Writing (and music, and other creative expression) I think is an opposite approach, an attempt to change the unsavory aspects of life, or at least to put them into proper… Continue reading First Snow
Better
I am feeling much better, after quite a run with that miserable cold. The cough is almost gone and I’ve been sleeping through the night every night, getting some much needed rest. We drove to the doctor’s office for our flu shots on Monday evening, it is a two hour trip, one hour there, one… Continue reading Better