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Peach State says: It’s All Theirs?

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It’s All Theirs?. I think an extra space would be appreciated!
Happy Tax Day everyone!

I am so glad not to be scurrying around, like a chicken with it’s head cut off, panicking over this deadline! Instead, I am stuck at home…without a car…

I promise to work very hard to find something to do. It won’t be that hard to do seeings how I have not been home much for the past two weeks! I could begin packing for our trip to see our son in the Army…oops! Started that yesterday!

Yes, we are very excited to see him. He has 2-12hour passes and we haven’t see him in a few months.

I did quite a bit yesterday and managed to walk more steps than my hubby who worked all day…wait a second…I worked all day too! Lol!!!

The rainy morning will facilitate a slower pace to start the day but, I should be breaking the sound barrier later today! It will be beneficial to focus on something other than a yelling teenager. (Not a good start!)

Precious Princess is sleeping soundly at my feet and my breakfast espresso is half gone…of course I will have seconds this morning. (Insert chuckle here)

“May your cup runneth over with joy, love and laughter oh, and really fabulous coffee!”

Peach State

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Peach State says: Timing Tuesday!

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My trusty-oversized-espresso-cup is filled-to-the-rim with a second-freshly-brewed-portion of my favorite morning libation. Why? Because I can…Because I am mom…Because it’s good…WELL…

All of the above!

It just felt like the thing to do this morning instead of flying stealthily to my cozy-fluffy covers for a shut-eye-session as soon as my hubby backed out of the driveway. Precious Princess seems to be experiencing the same inability to rest as she is presently pacing and scratching at the door…BRB! Footsteps upstairs, belonging to my 20 year old, shock my solitude as my heart drops a bit hoping this is not a reflection of a looming chaotic schedule.

…sipping espresso…

It’s not that our family schedule is crazy and over-packed with activity…it is just TUESDAY! Hubby gets off early on Tuesdays as well as a new TKD schedule to sort through and put into our ever-changing-never-clear-drop-of-a-hat-shoot-from-the-hip everyday routine. That will be the tricky part…so I guess I am thinking out loud in my post today as I am…

Timing Tuesday!

Hubby is scheduled to get off at 5 this evening and the TKD class starts at 6 ending 45 minutes later. Now…typically my hubby will not leave work until closer to 6 and it takes him roughly 50 minutes to get home. If the spin of the earth on it’s axis and the creeks don’t rise my family may actually be home before 7… BUT…I have not control over the spinning of the earth much less on it’s axis and with all the rain we have had…WELL! You know what has to be done!

…sipping espresso…

TKD classes are different for my youngest now that he has been promoted to his next belt. No more 5:15 to 6:00PM classes. The average time is after 7 and who in their right mind wants to be out that late at night. (Note to self…You sound like your mother!) Tuesdays and Thursdays have the earliest times and with the added activity of basketball practices and games starting in August I need to plan ahead as best I can. I only hope the basketball practices are on Mondays before 8 PM…and the games are no problem as they will be on Saturday mornings.

[Before going any further…you must understand the family time is very important to us…and we have always tried to be home when daddy is home. I work very hard not to plan anything after a certain time or on his days off so that we can spend time together as a family!]

There is also the added task of my 20 year old and a workout with Future Soldiers later this afternoon till I don’t know when and I have no clue how he will get home…(translation: we have not talked about that yet!) He will not be with us much longer…I know this! This will help with schedules bit there will be a larger-unfillable-gap when he leaves. (According to the Recruiter my 20 year old should be off to BASIC in about 2-3 weeks) Enough about that…I should just focus on what I can control.

What’s for dinner?

…sipping espresso…

Timing Tuesday!

Dinner should be ready to serve or pretty close to it when I leave this evening for TKD…that way I will not be slaving in the kitchen for hours and hours preparing a wonderful meal for my family when I get back home. “Hours and Hours… Did I doze off?” (insert chuckle!) I am thinking today is a crock-pot type of day! Ooooo….I wonder if the Turkey Breast is thawed yet? I have some sweet taters and string beans. “YEP! Dinner is planned!” Boy, that was hard work…

…sipping espresso…

The organizational side of my personality kicked in yesterday and I want to finish doing a couple of thins in my office/sitting room. Who knows I may actually find my desk! Okay it’s not that bad but I definitely need to work in this room. After all…it is the first thing seen when people walk in the front door.

Sort through leftover schools supplies
Sort through the various craft projects and supplies
and the biggie
Throw stuff away!

I need to check on the Turkey Breast and then get my youngest up…
“He can’t sleep the Summer away…” (Dang it…sounding like my mother again!) Will I ever run out of things to change about myself? NEH! Besides…being like my mom is not a bad thing! Back to task…

…sipping espresso…

Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: Welcome To My Table

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“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:
Nail salon
Grocery list
Coupon gathering
Menu planning
Grocery store
TKD
Fix dinner

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!

Peach State

Peach State says: Coffee Takes Center Stage!

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I was ready! My longtime companion, stood empty for the second time, awaiting the bold-rich-frothless-brew. Long story short…I was having a party and was awaiting the arrival of my longtime friend and consultant up-line. My guests would be arriving about an hour later for my Launch Party. My longtime friend texted me, in a pleading manner, to have coffee ready for her.

“Me have coffee ready!”

Well it has been a long time and we have only recently reconnected. I told her I would have a latte’ for her.

Once she unloaded and we set up the display…it was time to relax and enjoy the simple concept of being together with a good cup of coffee. My guests started to arrive and as much as they love coffee I knew to have tea ready as well as juice. “One even came in with her specialty coffee…decaf!“. BUT!…that was not the end of the coffee story.Coffee Takes Center Stage!

I have told you how much I love coffee…many times! I have told you how many of my friends love coffee…many times! Yet, how many times have I told you that I understand using coffee to cleanse the scent pallet? Because of the type of party it was I was prepared and placed the rich aroma filled container on the table. My guests perused the table filled with platters of scents. “The tingling noses found the personal favorites as the wish lists began to grow.” The fragrances began to smell the same as I remind them to experience the cleanse and hand them the coffee container.

“That’s two uses of coffee!”

We rotated around the table as we laughed and enjoyed the stories from our friendships. “These were friends from different parts of my life…and none of them had ever met before!” I reached over and introduced the last platter of scents.

“Use number three!”

“Did y’all experience this fragrance called “Coffee Tree”?” “No…pass it over!”, “Really…Sounds wonderful…I love coffee!” I giggled on the inside as I passed the scent around. My friends were as giddy as I was about coffee! Coffee stories circulated between us as we inhaled the bold-rich-scent sample.

Long story shorter…If memory serves me correct…I believe everyone ordered at least one of the Coffee Tree fragrance bars. I even mixed it with a spicy blend of grapefruit and oranges. WOW! “You guessed it! I know what scents I am buying!”

I love my coffee and love to exploit the rich aroma every chance I get.

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According to the previous graphic…I need to continue adding coffee to my everyday schedule. I do so enjoy standing and walking as well as “words-putting-into-sentence doing!”

“Hmm…I may need more coffee to help my grammatical deficient sentence structure!”

I promise to work on my grammar while I enjoy my next latte’…and as I head off to face the rest of my day. I will keep my eyes open for other uses for coffee…after all…Coffee Takes Center Stage as I try and function day to day? I hope you accomplish everything you set out to do today.

Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: Yep! It’s Monday!

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The day has finally arrived…I was so stoked that I watched the clock for the last 30-40 minutes. “Great!” The gentle reminders of all that needed to be accomplished today began to flood in about 5:45am…like a continuous childhood poke!
Fix coffee
Give medicine
Put juice in the freezer
Wake up hubby and youngest son
Let Precious Princess out
Unload dishwasher
Etc…etc…etc…

Yep! It’s Monday!

I am happy to report that I am actually ahead of the game. I cleaned out the leftovers from both refrigerators and managed to have them taken to the garbage can already out on the curb. “I am soooo good!” (No! I did not lift the heavy garbage bag…you can put that ever-shaking-finger away…for now!) The dirty dishes have been loaded into the dishwasher allowing another check mark on my list of To-Do’s.

“I must confess that I have been anxiously awaiting this Monday…!

I need some normal routines, as I told you last week, to wrap my head around. My poor ADHD is on overdrive and I am lovin’ it! The downside to schedule is the two sickies in the house. I did not ask for this…hack, sneeze, hack, talk back, and repeat! “Just hush and drink your hot tea!”
(No awards for being a nurturing mother this week…nope!)

I am working on my second espresso of the morning and the shifting-multitasking-mind of mine is moving me around like a chicken with it’s head cut off.

multiple espressos+routine chores+multitasking=exercise…RIGHT!

Okay, well at least I know I am burning some calories…hehe! I just put some groceries away and straightened the pantry…my oldest son picked up a heavy box for me and set it in the chair so I could easily reach the items I needed to put away. I just adore checking off those lovely To-Do’s!

I started doing a re-organizing clean after New Year’s in preparation for my new business. (Yes, I have decided to try something new!) My “Launch” is a week from Saturday and the house must be beyond clean. “I have a reputation to live up to!” Sadly many of my friends have been to my house and have always commented on how clean it stays…hehe…secrets of the trade. I know what your thinking…”slave labor”… Nope! The boys may help but there are a good many things they just don’t know how to do. Think about it…boys and organization equals stacks and stacks of uniquely mixed items. I do not need that right now…do you? If I could just get my number two son to remove all of his gadgets and their boxes the kitchen area would be a much cleaner open space. “He has been buying unique kitchen accessories, for when he moves out, and they are…well…not your average accessories.

Cotton candy machine
Soda-stream
Fro-yo
Oversized exercise ball
Etc…

The house is slowly emptying…my 19 year old just left leaving my two oldest sons here. One is leaving in about an hour and the other one is sick…sick…sick! “I am staying away from him…no tempting fate!” I will put on some music and swiftly putter around the house before heading out to the store and then TKD this afternoon. It will be a wonderful day…for a Monday!

I hope you can accomplish everything set before you today…as for me I am off to check off the rest of my list.

Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: A Bit More Coffee Cup Mentality

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We may find ourselves drawn to cups/mugs for many reasons: the decorative qualities…to remind us where we have been…or just a inexpensive souvenir. We end up with a cabinet full of “perky” personality in varied shapes and sizes. My friends often talk about their cups…so I set out to collect pictures via Facebook. Welcome to A Bit More Coffee Cup Mentality!

The pictures came from all over…and are as unique as each of the personalities of my friends!

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Can you imagine the feeling of sitting at the beach drinking your morning coffee out of these?

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Even though this is for Tazo…my friend says this style cup warms her hands in the morning while she sips her coffee!

A friend recently treated his family to a taste of Broadway…Les Miserables was in town!

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They went to Les Mis and all I got were these pics! Hehe!

Several of my friends enjoy a cup of tea now and then…one has a special cup just for her tea time!

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Last, but not least, is a cup representing something a little closer to home.

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“Funny thing…this friend lives in Tennessee and was here on business.” She did not like the cups provided during the meeting…so she bought this cup in the Starbucks on the corner during their first break. She said it is one of her favorites!

I should really clean out my cabinet…”I must confess I do love my coffee cups!”
I know I have some more to share with you!

The next time you reach for a cup or mug pay attention. Do you scan the selection for a favorite or just grab one? If you pause and find the cup, perfect for that moment, you have a “Coffee Cup Mentality!” I shall end for now and finish my second cup of espresso.

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Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: Almond Joy Mocha…Mmm!

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I just love the Starbucks’ Mocha Coconut Frappacino! It tastes like an Almond Joy shake. The only thing better is making it at home for a lot less money! Want to know how to make an Almond Joy Mocha?

A couple of weeks ago I found a new product…

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It is wonderful and can be diluted with espresso or coffee. Simply pour it over a little ice!

Then add, to taste, International Delight Creamer…Almond Joy.

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You can serve over the ice or blend with ice achieving a Frapp, shake like, consistency.
Enjoy!

I just wanted to share this wonderful Coffee recipe! Let me know what you think!
Have a great day!

Peach State

Peach State says: The Sounds of My Morning!

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Fortunately my ears woke up this morning. My “Sounds of Nature” had faded giving way to the sounds of light snoring coming from the other side of the bed and from my Precious Princess on her oversized pillow. I peeked over at the large numbers, lighting the side table with a blue glow, and squinted…”Crap!” I had forgot to push the always set alarm…and would have overslept. My body woke up right on time…well 2 minutes late…but who is counting? Thankfully I got up without the numbing and stirring tones of my shuffled song list that usually start “The Sounds of My Morning!”

I traveled the pre-set path to the front door as my body began it’s auto piloted routine. The sound of the front door opening followed by the Beep…Beep…Beep, of the door sensor, brake the silence. My precious princess came down with me this morning and needed to tend to her duties…”Out you go!” I step out onto the front porch and take in the waking morning. There is the sound of large trucks rumbling through the darkness as the birds begin to sing. A Rooster stirred from his sleep and gives his “Cockle doodle do” wake up call. I turned the handle with a squeak, as the frame of the heavy glass door opened, and let my precious princess back inside. I lock the front door and head off to the kitchen…open the treat jar with a gentle snap and wait for the clicking of nails against the wood floor to stop. “Good girl!” “The Sounds of My Morning!”

The refilling of the various machines begins…water flows in and out of my container as I refill the water kettle and espresso maker. The rattling sound of the Oatmeal packets as I set them in a bowl next to the water kettle. The microwave chimes…”Ahh! Coffee!” The refrigerator hums quietly as it cycles on…I turn to fill my youngest’s cereal bowl. The ping-pong sounds of Cap’n Crunch and Crunch-berries against the plastic bowl lessen as the bowl fills. I set it at his place on the table and take another sip of my coffee. The laundry room…I check the washer, with a click of the vacuum sealed door, and notice my 21 year olds blue jeans lying wet in the drum. “He will need these today!” I reach over to the dryer door and click…pressure released and door swings open…my 19 year olds clothes are all dry. I reach in and remove his clothes placing them on the dinning room table, presently known as his closet, in hopes he will take them to his room later. The jeans and a couple of shirts are put into the dryer as the buttons clank against the drum. I set the desired temperature with chimes and clicks as the tumbling and clicking begins.The house is filling with“The Sounds of My Morning”!

Checking the time…”I have plenty of time!” I go over to the recliner and sit with my coffee…the tags on my precious princess’ collar tinkle and clank as she shuffles over the wood floor behind me. She stretches and yawns…up in the other chair she jumps. She will be snoring soon! I follow my routine and read through various places…My Bible app, Facebook, Swagbucks, Blog stats….and play one card game! Releasing the latch from the difficult recliner…I am back in the kitchen for the swirling and swishing sound of the espresso maker. The boiling water in the kettle begins only to fade as I click the switch off. The stirring of the spoon against the bowl, grainy at first, as I mix the two packets of oatmeal. Up the squeaky stairs to the office door…a gently series of beeps as I punch in the code for the lock…and in I go. “Little hands loved seeking and finding things that did not belong to him in my husband’s office…thus the lock!” I retrace my steps back down the hall and turn on the light for my youngest. He greets the day with a crinkled face and moans as he rolls over. I move quietly to the door at the end of the hall as the threshold creaks…flip n the light in the bathroom and gently tell my husband “Your breakfast is in the office!” I head back down the squeaky steps to enjoy my latte’ and listen to the series of knocks and creaks as the two begin to move around upstairs. “Good…they are up!” I think to myself as I hear “The Sounds of My Morning!”

Here is the point where the noises increase in full combat mode. I do not understand how so much noise can come from one little boy…”The fact is…I had 3 small children, close in age, eating and getting ready for the day, at the same time, all quieter than this one little boy!” The cascading stomps down the stairs hide the squeak as he moves into the kitchen. The milk is poured over his cereal in a rush…”Sorry!…overflow!” The crunches and slurping mix with conversations and unique tones and pitches, unknown to man, as he eats his breakfast. He finishes and throws his bowl in the sink. He begins his lunch preparation and fills the kitchen with sounds of shaking potato chip bags and digging in the large, almost empty, cookie container. The lid to the peanut butter jar is flopped onto the counter so that it spins like a top. He comments about that sound and does it again. Off to the refrigerator for the jam. Mumbling comments as he removes the lid from the jam. Clink…onto the counter! Laughter as the lid performs it’s “top maneuver”. The quick snap from the plastic bags, as he closes them, lets me know he is done. He is off again with the stomping up the stairs to brush his teeth and then the return stomping down the stairs. The multitude of zips and clips as he readies his book bag and the continuous pleading for candy to take to school fill the remaining minutes till he walks out the door. “Like I am going to send a child to school with candy after all the noise and flurry of activity I have experienced!” He moans and groans, questioning my parenting nature…but the No’s have it! He heads out the door. “The Sounds of My Morning” are reflecting the peaceful calm now that the “tropical storm” is waiting for his bus!

My husband is almost done as his shoes sound across the tile on the bathroom floor. Off to the kitchen to fill his commuter mug. The glass against the metal on the base clink as I pull the coffee pot out and replace it on the base. Beep…Beep…Beep! I open the door going into the garage and open the car door. Back into the house I go! The closing of the office door and mechanical locking let me know my husband is coming down. The creaks and squeaks of the stairs and our normal series of hugs and goodbyes. The garage door rises as the metal panels move and shake like a large roller-coaster slowly clicking it’s way up the first hill. The car is started and the seat belt alert chimes…he leaves! I return to my coffee!. A few moments of solitary silence…

It won’t be long and the other two, still snoring upstairs, will start their day. My 19 year old has an interview this morning at a very large exercise chain facility. “Keep him in your prayers or keep you fingers crossed!” The 21 year old works late today at his Jewelry Store job. It will be almost noon by that time and the morning, which was packed with sounds, will give way to a slower pace of normal activity. I will settle back in my chair, with my cup of non-package oatmeal, next to my snoring princess and finish my latte’! I have a list of things to do today…I will be walking plenty today and lifting heavier than normal objects. “OOO…exercise!” I will not hear these sounds again…not until tomorrow…then once again I will hear “The Sounds of My Morning!”

Think about it…what sounds are you hearing everyday? I bet they are the same as mine! Have a great day!

Just in the time I took to proof and eat my breakfast my 19 year old left for his interview. This was his third interview and he just called…He got the job! PARTY! Whoop…Whoop…Whoop! Sorry…he has been looking for a job for quite a while!

Peach State

Peach State says: Just One More Cup of Coffee!

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I looked like a two-fisted drinker this morning. With cup in hand I continued to drink the leftover brew as I fixed the two steaming lattes to start the day. I don’t know why I had my first cup with me…perhaps it was my Asthma relief…it was odd when I realized what I must have looked like. Just One More Cup of Coffee!

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For some reason the cup seemed part of me. You may be thinking…she has an addiction problem. If that’s the case…so be it! I will continue to enjoy this “Heavenly Brew” as long as I can. I recently watched the movie “The Bucket List” which had many coffee related references. I laughed again at the description of the preferred coffee bean and the true source of the blend. I reminded myself to buy a can of Chock Full O’Nuts…because of the logo!

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“The Heavenly Coffee”…it sounds wonderful! I may have to try some!

I must confess, that with the economic downturn, I have been buying the coffee that was on sale…you know…CHEAP!. I miss buying my Starbucks blend for my coffee pot. “I still buy my espresso beans from the local Starbucks and have them ground in the store.” I will let you know what my taste buds think of the Chock Full o’Nuts brand.

Maybe the reason I find myself reaching for “Just One More Cup of Coffee” is so I don’t have to drink water. 8 glasses of water a day…well I do drink a lot of water throughout the day on top of the coffee…so that is not the reason. My sons are accustomed to seeing a cup either filled or being used throughout the day. “That’s mom’s cup…leave it alone!” I have started using my big 20 ounce commuter cup instead of personality designed mugs. “The coffee stays hotter longer.”

My friends are the same way…whether a commuter style cup or personality mug…leaded or unleaded (regular or decaf)…a cup is never far from their hand. I would love to see a picture of their favorite mug or coffee cup…it really says a lot about a person. I have several favorites…one being from Margaritaville. It is brightly painted with these words…”The weather is here…wish you were beautiful!” Okay..so maybe it was not meant for coffee… I should get my friends to send me a pic of their favorite cups and include mine…I would definitely show off those pics.

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Well it is looking like a busy day ahead…I have time for “Just One More Cup of Coffee” before I am thrust into the full gale force winds of my Easter preparations. What are your plans for the day…weekend? Why not take a few minutes and ponder that question over “Just One More Cup of Coffee!”. Have a great day!

Peach State

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Peach State says: How ‘Bout A Cup?

We have our rituals of getting the day started…routines to wake up our mind. Some start with waking the rest of the members of the house while others quietly ponder what the day will hold. That is me…the second one…nestled in my fuzzy socks and bulky, but fluffy, sweater with a nice homemade latte’…“How ‘Bout A Cup?”

The only sounds I hear, as this routine unfolds, is the cycling on and off of the fridge in the kitchen. It is early, too early, for the sounds of waking bird songs. I have a slight ringing in my ears, thanks to my problematic sinuses. “I guess I am getting a head start to allergy season!”. The sun’s bright orange glow is reaching through the tree line as it rises to say good morning. I relish the hot sip of my 4 shot espresso latte’ and smile. “It should be a nice day!” “How ‘Bout A Cup?”

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I visited my friends earlier with the above pictured greetings on my social media outlet…and really miss the days of long chats and coffee with a dear friend and neighbor. I know that life must go on…but we need to stop and smell the coffee! “At least once a day! Don’t you agree?”

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However, I must confess that the breathing in and out of the aroma and sipping from the cup in solitary surroundings can give us time to prepare and heal. The quiet softly embraces our busy lifestyle and slows us down, just for a moment, awaking the spirit to face the new day. This part of the day is soooo needed before the chaos of moving cars and shuffling of schedules begins. The pitter-patter of little feet has been replaced by silent young men with wrinkled brows. They manage to groan out a morning greeting as the younger of the three, only 11 years old, comes bouncing like a Tigger breaking the sound barrier. As this daily event unfolds I will reach for my escape in a cup.
“How ‘Bout A Cup?” “Don’t mind if I do!”

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I simply stand or sit with my cup in hand…and the world continues to spin. The boys will continue in their private oblivion as I reach the end of my vacation in a cup. With wishes for a good day…they shuffle off to their jobs. “At least they smiled as they left!”. It is strange…the world seems to slow around me when I have my cup in hand. Maybe it is just wishful thinking! Go ahead..take another sip…and I will have one with you!

Have a great day and don’t forget to take a little break…Is now good? “How ‘Bout A Cup?”

Peach State