Apologies for another post hot on the heels of my last one, but I felt the need to write. (Also, cherries were on sale at Wally World and I couldn’t pass up that bargain yesterday or the “photo op” this morning.) Thanks for bearing with me. For some reason, corny phrases have inundated my mind lately
I recently spent hours online — okay, minutes because I’m blessed with the gift of reading extremely fast — researching the term: “the bluebird of happiness.” We have bluebirds here and most of the definitions I found applied. (Feel free to Google it or “ask Alexa.”) The one above may be an indigo bunting indigenous to
Every day that ends with a sense of contentment is a good day whether I accomplish anything or not. Sunsets seem to affirm that. (We’re here to witness, share, and be, folks — not just “do”.) I grew up ingrained with a “doing” mindset and my self-worth was often measured by how much I got done.
My K arrived today! There’s a story behind that and someday I may be at liberty to tell it, but not now. Let’s just say its arrival was a re-defining moment in my life after a lifetime of being “nicknamed” something else. My name is Kim! Enjoying being “me” with a capital K, ~ Kim
Life’s been a tad squishy lately. Ever feel that way? Just when you think things are set in stone, black ‘n’ white, and/or definite, fate throws you a curve ball. I tend to compensate for the chaos by constructing sandwiches. Sandwiches are solid, dependable, infinite in variety, and as creative as your imagination and fridge contents