“No Fiber-Protein Bar Today!”
The two Cranberry-Walnut topped baby-sized muffins sit in wait for the main event…A disappearing act!
The caffeinated tower stands prepared to assist in the washing-down-of-the-day-old-muffin-teasers.
Precious Princess, laying at my feet, feel asleep waiting for a pinch or two. “Oops! My bad!”
I had a visitor this weekend and based on the sounds drifting in from the laundry room I think I know why. “Not to mention the fact that I just removed the load of shirts and pants I put on wrinkle release when I first came down this morning!” My 23 year old arrived, back at the old homestead, about 7:40PM Saturday for a visit. “Between you and me I think he came to pick up the rest of his bedroom supplies.” He has found a job [ insert cheers from a roaring crowd] and will find out his schedule in a couple of days. I have been told he will leave about lunch time today and I will not see him until Thanksgiving! (Stop your laughing…he was being serious and did not see the humor in that statement!) While we are in a humorous frame of mind…I recently spoke with my oldest and reminded him to message me his address. He asked why…”So we can send you a Christmas card!” (Okay…enough laughter!) I understand his limitations and travel is not something he can readily afford. Oh yeah, he is moving to San Diego in about two weeks! I gave the normal morsels of “Motherly Wisdom” in hopes that something would sink into that twenty-something brain of his.
Wow! My stomach is growling already! Note to self…a more filling and nutritious breakfast is best especially is you did not eat dinner the night before! “Don’t ask!” I guess I will have a “Fiber-Protein Bar” a little later this morning! I can hear the pitty-patter of raindrops splattering the scattered leaves on the ground. Now I have a chill… Do I go and cover up and take a rest or find something else to pre-occupy my time and warm up through movement? I guess I could find something else to do! Great, after a little thought I have quite a few things to do this dreary-rain-soaked Monday! What are your plans today? I hope you have more than two tiny muffins to energize you!
“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”
“Welcome To My Table!”
I start my quiet morning with my beautiful anniversary roses displayed in a special vase, given to me by my hubby, centered on my kitchen table. “Hubby and I celebrated 27 years of marriage Tuesday…” Two coffee cups sit at my place…one with espresso and one with Special K with berries. There is room at the table for guests…and I have more Special K and of course espresso and coffee! Any takers?
With my son healing, finally, I can escape the four walls of my home today. I think I will get my nails done. Timing is everything…I broke two yesterday and have been chipping and picking at them all night.
Precious Princess climbed off her spot on the couch to lay at my feet. Her heavy breathing will soon become deeply relaxed snoring. “I sure would like to have that ability…falling asleep that fast, anytime…anywhere!”
A simple morning filled with typical routines:
Wow!…it is a light day!
My semi-invalid son is awake and moving around upstairs which translates into…I can get out earlier today than originally thought. Maybe I can find some inspiration, while out and about, for dinner. I have to confess that I have hit a brick wall this past week when it came to planning dinner. My family have enjoyed my dinners….but I saw them as plain and lacking creativity.
I hope you can find time to enjoy a little quiet today. Enjoy things given with love…flowers, sunshine, family and friends. And from my kitchen table…Have a great day!
The children are all snug in their beds…wait…rewind…wrong holiday. But, the family are still sleeping away upstairs as I take a moment while the traditional orange cinnamon rolls bake. “It’s Here…Happy Thanksgiving!”
Traditions start for many reasons…our traditional cinnamon rolls originated with my mother. No huge breakfast…no time to cook it or room in the kitchen for anything else. My mother would cook everything but the pies on Thanksgiving morning so unless you were called to duty you avoided the kitchen. She would bake the cinnamon rolls while preparing the turkey for the oven early in the morning. “My turkey will be in the oven in about 15 minutes.” According to the time charts I will have approximately 4-41/2 hours till the turkey is ready. Dinner should be on the table about 1PM at the latest.
I must go and prepare the turkey for the oven…Have a wonderful day! And for those of you who are celebrating Thanksgiving…Happy Thanksgiving to you and yours!
A vivid group of memories, from my childhood, came rushing to the forefront of my first moments of conscience this morning. It was a sound that triggered the initial flash…a dog was barking…”No! It’s to early!…What is that sound?” I stopped and turned my ear towards the window closing out the sound of my pounding heart. There is it…FLASH!
“Do you see it up on that branch?” I was standing next to my grandfather in the backyard of his little house outside Birmingham. I was looking up at a large bird with round yellowish eyes…it was the biggest owl I had ever see. The forlorn sound coming from this magnificent bird was unlike any I had ever heard. My grandfather just smiled…”He is saying “Mornin’ Glory!“…”Really?”…”He likes the color of your eyes too!” My grandfather said my eyes were as blue as the Morning Glories in his yard. I was about 6 years old!
This flood of aged memories continued as I reached for my mug to fill it up with my first taste of coffee of the day. My grandfather had a green recliner with a striped pattern down the center. A small table sat next to it with a lamp behind it. He loved his morning coffee too and sipped on it as the scent of breakfast floated through the house…the clanking of the skillet on old gas stove, as my grandmother cooked, was soon met with the voices of my parents looking for me. “She’s with me!” my grandfather said…”We were up early today!” I chuckle to myself this morning as I remember that statement. Was it the fact that I got up to early and my grandparents heard me and got up…or were they already up?
I can remember the items next to his chair…he had a pipe stand with two pipes and a container with his pipe tobacco in it. There was a book…a first reader from his childhood that I learn to read while sitting in his lap…and a doll…a troll doll with yellow hair. The many hours of reading and playing with that fuzzy headed doll were filled with so much love.
I keep these memories in a very special place in my heart. The book is in my office next to my desk. The troll doll got lost during a move. I still have blue eyes…and still love Morning Glories…but no one has greeted me by saying “Mornin’ Glory!” since my grandfather passed away. I was 11 years old!
Thank you Mister Owl for giving me these wonderful memories this morning! It was if my grandfather was wishing me a good day and whispering “Mornin’ Glory!”
I think I will try to find some Morning Glories to plant in my yard. Have a great day!