hello french toast

French toast, also known as eggy bread, Bombay toast, German toast, gypsy toast, poor knights, or Torrija, is a dish made of bread soaked in milk, then in beaten eggs and then fried. – Wikipedia Back before I knew gluten was a problem for me I would go almost every Sunday morning to my favorite…

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branching out

A large branch fell into my backyard last night. We’re having a lot of rain, remnants of tropical storm so and so. Even though I was still in my pajamas, I decided the branch was not too large for me to drag out to the edge of the yard and heave over the chain link…

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where there is love

Where there is love there is life. A quote from Gandhi, I’m THAT person now… I quote Gandhi and stuff. Not really. I’m just in a process of reorganizing  my creative/personal spaces and there are two themes I’m noticing: love and flowers (or flowers and love). I tend to be highly allergic to both… ironically…

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singular

It’s a peculiar freedom that allows me to be when and where I want to be. There are no activities, doctor appointments, or trips to the store that are not at least mostly for my own purpose. I have time to get bored, to goof off (and, ahem, Photoshop pictures of myself). I am unscheduled.…

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peter and the wolf

After my prescribed kitty cat parade view this morning, I clicked on the TV for some Saturday morning cartoons while I made coffee and tried to get Mac to come back into the house. I cleaned and treated his ears when we woke up and once he got outside he started rolling in the grass…

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