Today is the first time I have ever watched one of my children get on a yellow school bus. When people were awed that I homeschooled four kids, I used to tell them homeschooling wasn't much different than doing homework together. I take that back. It's one thing to be a cog in the great… Continue reading First Day of School, First Triathlon, NO CEILINGS, & First Day of the Rest of Mom’s Life
Figurative thoughts, that is. Four years ago I posted this in regard to my son attending Saint Ignatius, a rigorous private school. I used Robert Frost's "The Road Less Traveled," and I used it in that wrong way so many do (but I don't care). The idea being, find a barely perceptible path in the… Continue reading Thoughts from Mount Everest
I wish the coffee would stay hot, even down to those last few sips. When it's first brewed I put my face in the mug and pull the aroma into my nose. Those gloriously warm first sips are the best. Then it gets mindless. I'm in the world of my manuscript, slugging down the caffeine… Continue reading Coffee Confession Query Update
Today for coffee we could head over to the Starbucks at the University of South Carolina. Luke is applying to colleges, and we're all dreaming of what's in store for his future. While we haven't heard back from many of his hopefuls yet, USC accepted him into their honors college and invited us to visit.… Continue reading Coffee Confession from USC
If we were having coffee, I'd ask if you'd like to expand your caffeine horizons with some dark roast & coconut oil whirled at high speed. That's what produced this cup of foamy, bitter love. I often put powdered collagen in as well, although only in my first cup of the day. How many cups… Continue reading Coffee Confession
Sometimes I slug the coffee down. Sometimes I sip. Depends on what I'm trying to achieve. What's on my mind as I wrap my hands around a steaming mug of superhero? Lions and gazelles. I've got Africa fever lately. My sister lives there. My husband's going there. I just put an Africa-shaped blood stain in one… Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share…Lion or Gazelle?
Just as I took my first sip of hazelnut roast with heavy cream, the retirement club arrived at Panera. Judging by the volume of their voices, they're a bunch of bingo callers. Actually, they're adorable, and I hope I have friends like that when I'm white-haired. Heck, I hope I live to be white-haired. Still.… Continue reading Weekend Coffee Share