
This post is part of a series called 100 Days of Poetry.
Did I want any of this? Or is my life a collection of
reactions to what everyone else expected next?
This post is part of a series called 100 Days of Poetry.
Did I want any of this? Or is my life a collection of
reactions to what everyone else expected next?
This post is part of a series called 100 Days of Poetry.
Am I afraid of ghosts? (Laughs to self)
Oh honey. They’re my favorite companions. Fables of another time, prophets of love, legends of time.
They tell the BEST stories. They’re our entire collection of fear, packaged as lessons in love.
They tell you your favorite version of the worst story over and over again like kids around a campfire. By the end of your disassociation: you end up the hero of your own horror.
Showing you the way back to your own self. She’s here, she’s there. She’s everywhere.
You are the ghost.
This post is part of a series called 100 Days of Poetry.
I take extra care when watering my plants. I mean, they’re the wild ones in this relationship. Meant for the earthworm fingers of soil and the mercury in the atmosphere during a thunderstorm. So I picture myself planted in the forest and how lucky I would feel to be blooming right then. Right when I was thirsty. Right when I was awake. Right when I was thriving. And I turn the water on, softly, a coolwarm stream of respite. I sprinkle her leaves, not at all careful of where the runoff goes, letting her reach for more:
For more of me.
This homemade hot chocolate mix is a family favorite. We had it out at the Holiday Open House and I promised the recipe. A few of you went to the store that night 😉 (How’s it working out??)
It’s a 4 ingredient winner every time.
I’m a good half way through my recipe for the year – when you first make it you’ll want the biggest bowl you own, then you’ll need to find a bigger one. This recipe will fill my glass jar almost to the top. Maybe 3/4 of the way … I bought the glass jar from Walmart and the scoop as well.
Then, you wait for the first snow storm of the year which will mean it’s a snow day.
And no you did not cry when your husband woke you up this morning with that news, you didn’t. You couldn’t have because all this snow and being stir crazy and stuck in a house with your kids for ANOTHER day is exactly what you wanted to do today. I promise.
You go ahead and prepare the water because when it’s ready – you pour. And everything will be ok.
You can add your favorite marshmallows and let them melt just so. Then you can pop the question.
I’d say yes. Then we could wear fuzzy slippers in front of the fire while the snow falls outside.
You’re welcome.
We used to have a French Press (moment of silence) to make cold brew coffee with …
And I still love cold coffee in the summer time but am trying to curb the habit of the coffee shop every day.
So, I have another idea!
Coffee filters
Coffee beans, ground
Small rubber bands
A jug with a lid
Water
I make coffee bombs for cold brew, that’s my solution, for this I use the best coffee providers online to get my product, go here to find more about this. So in one filter I put 1/4 C ground coffee beans and then secure the top with a small rubber band like so:
Add 3 coffee bombs to my jug and fill with water.
Place the lid on and let it steep over night in the fridge – right after you fill it up it’ll start to “brew”.
When you wake up in the morning and it’s already 95 degree’s outside you’ll kiss that little jug of black-gold with an open mouth. It’s ok, we won’t watch.
Add a little creamer (or not!) and sip away.
Enjoy! Please Pin away, share and like. This needs to be shouted from the mountaintops, obviously.
How are you surviving your summer heat? Any fun drinks or oldie’s you run to in this weather?