When I was a little girl, I loved “The Little Engine that Could.” My dad read it to me over and over. Whenever I would encounter an obstacle that I didn’t think I could overcome, he would challenge me by telling me the story of that little engine. Years later, when I was a swim…
My 2 Grandmothers This time of year makes me think of Christmases past, and the people that have blessed my life. I was lucky enough to have both of my grandmothers in my life until I was in my 40s. My mom’s mom, Grammax, is on the left in this picture. Grandma Ruth, my dad’s…
I love the written word. I love the smell of old books. I love the sound of a good narrator reading to me. I love the look of books stacked up by my bedside. I’m a collector of books. I make a habit of stopping in independent, local bookstores when I travel. I even drug…
Savor the moments Sometimes this world gets so crazy and we all get so busy that we become isolated and we might not notice all that is going on around us. We were traveling over the weekend, and I was so proud to be with Doug. He went out of his way to do some…
Gnocchi and Pesto and Tiramisu, oh my! We just returned from amazing trip to Italy. One of the highlights was a cooking class we took in Florence. The course was offered by Gigliocooking School, and I found it by doing a simple google search to find Cooking Classes in Florence. I emailed my inquiry to…
Things you learn while traveling. Recently, I was on a long flight, and I was looking for something to keep myself entertained. I began to surf the on board entertainment system, and found that nothing really tripped my trigger. I read. I meditated. I listened to music. I attempted to write. Nothing quite did it…
It’s November! What are you thankful for? When I’m making my gratitude lists, I usually think about things that make me all warm and fuzzy. You know, things like a great cup of coffee or beautiful sunsets or my handsome sons. But the truth is, some of the best gifts are things that at first,…
The Red Boot Story… I’ve lived my life with a desire to fit in so that people would like me. This has proven to be destructive to me time and again. As a child, I wanted to be the popular girl that everyone wanted to be around. A perfect example of this is best illustrated…
Red Boots 