The past week looked a bit like this:
Overcast skies are some of my favorite skies.
I have no qualms about telling you I buy Yogi tea mainly for the little quote that is attached to each teabag. This particular day was a good life reminder. This week’s tea of choice? Lavender Honey, good hot and cold.
Some nights require cornflake-crusted french toast with sliced bananas. Because breakfast for dinner was a good theme for the week…
My little footstool.
There were COOOOOKIES! These cookies, in fact.
Oh, hail!
I am making blood orange-cello. Leo’s limoncello was so good… I have no idea how this will turn out.
You can simply call me Monsieur. It’s perfectly okay to enjoy a juice mustache at nearly 30 years old, right?
Tequila Tuesday! A fantastic day of the week.
Spring time is blooming…
Homemade pizza night!
Soccer has been occupying Saturday mornings.
This girl’s having a rough week.
Breakfast for dinner two times in one week… So necessary.
This arrived in the mail… Google, you’ve been fun to work with for the week. You make photo editing and blogging much quicker than the Dinosaur Mac Powerbook I had been using.
For national poetry month, our library held a poetry reading… 7-year-0ld Silas Henry wrote and read a poem by his own incentive.
Julie Hashimoto-McCreery
It is perfectly acceptable for a 30 year old to have a juice ‘stache. You have a few years to go before you reach 30 my dear coooookie monster!