chit chat

By In blog — October 09, 2017

As I settle into fall, life is humming right along. I thought I would take a moment to chat with you on all of the things that are a part of my days now. I have finally moved my buns a bit to get some accomplishments on my personal projects and that is exciting. I am finally feeling more at ease with the daily schedule and routine that drives our days again. October is a low-key month so I can enjoy thinking that I am on top of it all, then the holiday season will hit and blow that little bubble world I am living in right now clear out of sight. That’s okay, I’ll take it. It’s a respite. I would be bored if I was on top of it all the time. And I would wonder who was living in my skin!

On the housing front, the undeveloped development we live in is becoming much less “undeveloped”. And as luck would have it, the developing is all around us. As in all four sides of our house. One of my favorite things to do is sit out on my back patio in the early morning with my coffee before I have to start my day. Well, it was my favorite thing to do. Now…there is not only a house going up across the street behind us in the way of my sunrise and field view, but there is also a porta-pot back there for the fellows that are working on this house. They keep the same early hours I do. I was barely handling it when a truck would arrive, back in and then sit there staring at me and my coffee from across the street while they waited for work to start. But then the straw that broke the camel’s back changed everything. They actually use the porta-pot while I am sitting there with my coffee. I am glad that they have a bathroom. Everyone should have access to one.  And I know Mother Nature waits for no one but I don’t want to know about it. I already know way too much about the bathroom habits of the people I live with. I don’t care to know them about strangers and especially when I am preparing for my day in the stillness of the morning. Ugh. Now, another house with a porta-pot is kitty-corner to us. Fabulous.

(See the porta-pot in the lower left-hand corner? That’s my sunrise view.)

All sorts of crazy things are lining up to point us toward a new direction, porta-pots included. I’m not sure where or when and definitely not how, but I can feel that some big changes are in the air. My youngest enters kindergarten next year and that was a milestone timeline for me and my “next steps”. I can’t believe that time is almost upon me. He was one and a half when I first started blogging.

Next, I have discovered that I am obsessed with sky and cloud pics.

See those cool wavy cloud bumps? Fabulous.

In a camera, my backyard sunrise view can crop out the construction house and porta-pot.

Every minute the sky changes.

Look at those colors.

Cotton candy clouds.

And that doesn’t even scratch the surface of the cloud and sky pics I have. I will have to make a coffee table book someday. Hmmm…

On the “dreamer” front, I am back on the saddle again (or is it “in the saddle”?) after a long period of inactivity. I finally managed to get a few ideas for how I want the recipe pages to look in my cookbook. My dream was to hand-write them because handwritten recipes are dying out and I so love handwritten recipes for the connection that they give you to the person who wrote them. It’s like they are with you while you cook. But, my handwriting just looked messy so I will have to save that one for another project. But then I became completely stumped on how to proceed. So, I finally got out my stash of cookbooks and went through them to see what I liked and take some notes. That helped, so I was able to put another big push on my cookbook and send it off to be printed. This will be my third draft and I am so excited to see it. Each draft makes it seem like I can make this happen.

You see, periodically, the voices in my head mock me and tell me that I must be crazy to think that I can create a cookbook. But, I plug along anyway because, well, why not? It’s worth a try. Then, a moment comes along that reminds me I may as well go for it. I recently tried some new recipes from cookbooks of extremely credible sources and they did not turn out very well. The tricks that were mentioned to give me a crisp crust on the bottom of my apple pie burned it. First time I have ever burned a pie. And it wasn’t all that tasty of a pie. And the cookies I made were okay, but need some tweaking and definitely no better than any other cookie I make. It reminded me that cooking and baking are very individualized tasks that are based on varied ingredients, ovens, tools, weather, hair styles, and apron selections. Recipes are really more of a guide and the more you cook and bake, the easier it becomes to know how to read a recipe and change things to the ways that you know will work for you and the hair style and apron you are wearing that day. I’m a home cook. That’s gotta count for something, right? So, be gone mocking voices in my head. I can do this.

And then there is my grown-up coloring book. I have a few more pictures to create and then I should be able to see how that looks in print.  I was off in my math so I have more than I thought I did, which was a bit deflating, but there’s nothing else to do but plug along. It’s pretty exciting! It was two years ago this November when I walked into a stationery store near Chicago looking for a special gift and the sales person directed me to the newest arrival – grown-up coloring books. It was being predicted that they would be big. Well, she was right. I remember thinking that I wanted in on that trend because I had a feeling she was right and I love kid coloring books but I was quite bummed because I am not an artist, I am not a publisher and I am not a printer. There was no way I would be able to do anything with that trend except watch it come. I’m not anything that would point me in the direction to get in on that trend. Except for being a dreamer.  When the coloring books hit the shelves, I was disappointed because the pictures in most of them were not anything I was interested in coloring and most of them were so detailed that my limited attention span would never even finish a pic even if I was interested in the drawing. That’s when I decided that I was going to start creating my own, one page at a time. Being a dreamer was all the credentials I needed. Even if it were only just for me someday. Well. I am getting closer and have now learned a thing or two about self-publishing and other fine points, so I am forging ahead with that dream too.

Since then, I have added some other seemingly impossible dreams to the list, but these two are my main focus right now. All of my secret and not-so-secret mentors have started with a desire to give something a try and see where it goes. “Find someone who has what you want and do what they do.” (I’m not sure if Anthony Robbins is the original creator of that quote but he said something similar – just to give credit.)

Me and my bakery belly have been spending time upping the exercise routine. The scale is still talking the same trash but I attribute it to all the muscle that I have gained. Mental manipulation is the key to mental happiness.

I am slowly getting this website to a less pathetic state. But, I am enjoying the moments with my last kid at home before he heads off to kindergarten so thank you for your patience. I am a believer in the energy of the universe, of signs, of God’s mysterious ways so I started to wonder if my missing website meant that I supposed to give up blogging and just go back to loving loads of laundry, feeding picky kids, picking up endless toy clutter and being only a domestic goddess. To just wait until I could start my country shoppe and other tangible dreams in a few years. But I so love chatting with you and sharing our moments together. It may not be the way I want it to be right now, but I know that my missing website is not a sign telling me to give it up. It’s challenging me for some other reason because it is getting to be time for me to take a next step.

That’s all the chit chat I have right now, my BFF’s. Go have a donut so I am not the only one with a bakery belly. Misery loves company ya know!



October Moments

By In blog — October 03, 2017

Ahhh…October! It’s a new month and a moment to begin sharing again here on my website so let’s start with a normal post about fun stuff. I will fill you in on my normal chaos in another post.

Once October hits, I know that I need to accept that fall is coming and so too will be a few busy months, along with the chilly weather again. I try not to lament the all too quickly passing of summer, but it’s hard not to feel a bit robbed. I love living a seasonal life and wouldn’t change it. I love the snow too. But I might shift the duration of seasons around a bit if I had any magic in my marshmallow wand.

I don’t.

Here is what October means to me…

Fall colors and a nip in the air.

Pumpkin everything.

Too much candy. And the Halloween candy eating negotiations with my wee ones will be upon me sooner than I want.

Time to buy new baking soda and baking powder and stock up on other baking and cooking essentials. I never use up the baking powder or baking soda that I buy and being a practical country gal, it’s hard to throw it out and waste. But, it’s only a couple of bucks and if I am putting the time and energy into baking, my ingredients should be fresh.

The local newspaper holds their holiday cookie contest at the end of the month. Decisions, decisions.

I spend as much time outside as possible, but less of it watering and caring for my plants. Now that the school routine has me humming along again, I forget about them so they have to fend for themselves more often.

The bakery belly I have been carrying for quite a while is now on high priority as we move into another bakery belly season of good eats. So, a good portion of my time is spent on my ramped up efforts to fit into my smaller-sized civilian clothes again so I can eat all winter and then move back into my bigger-sized civilian clothes. It’s a vicious circle.

My kids are hot when they go to bed but the nights cool down so then they are cold and uncovered later in the night, so I am awake and in there covering them all night long.

I shop all year for holiday gifts but now, I am in prowl mode as I search for “fresh and thoughtful” gifts to fill in the holes on my list of holiday shopping.

Time to start addressing the holiday card envelopes. I like to handwrite the cards and envelopes for a moment that matters, but it does take time. A few here and there peppered in between other tasks and then it’s all done and frees me up during holiday crunch time. Of course, I am not beyond sending New Year’s cards if need be!

All righty, my BFF’s, thanks again for your “condolences” on the loss of my website content and your thoughts on my moving forward plans – I appreciate it! It’s October, so get out there and make moments that matter. Call someone, write a letter or sit and do nothing but appreciate your special lot in life. It’s all yours and it’s a gift!

Love ya…


The Case of the Missing Website

By In blog — September 22, 2017

Once upon a time, there was a beautiful website full of blog worthy content, moment making ideas and witty banter.

Then, one day, it all vanished.

Poof! Not a bread crumb trail in sight of where it could have gone.

Not even a crumb too small for a mouse was left behind.

The kingdom’s hosting company could not bring it back and left this fair maiden with a completely blank website. No more pics of waffle sundae moments.

After some tears and the realization that no handsome techie prince was going to come along and bring back all of the content she had lovingly prepared, she straightened her apron and decided to move on.

“Fine. Technology may have won this time (and the time before that, and the time before that…), but I still have this blank website”, she said aloud to no one, “so I will look at this ugly plain blank website with none of the content that I previously had on here as a blank slate and start anew.”

As all of the possibilities of new directions swirled around in her brain, she fainted. When she woke, she was immobilized by opportunity.

That, my BFF’s, is where we stand today. My website is gone. Hacked. The possibilities to start over are breath-taking. Seriously, I can’t breathe. It’s been traumatic. Well, in an extremely shallow sense of trauma.

But…being the “life is all rainbows” gal that I am, there is now excitement as I ponder a new direction. There happens to be some exciting potential on the horizon so a new direction could be just the thing that this website needed, even though it is sooner than I had planned.

But…I am in a season of life that will change next year. My youngest child is in his final preschool year and these are the last moments I will have with a wee one around home with me. I want to savor that. I want to make moments that matter.

So…I will take some time to ponder my new directions and not proceed in haste. “Haste makes waste” ya know. And I have questions for you. I want to know your opinions and your thoughts.

Thank you for accompanying me as I find a new space on the world wide web. We will throw a sheet over some boxes, light a few candles, use our phones for background music and order out until I have my new website all figured out. It’ll be fun!




well, that’s awkward…

By In blog — September 14, 2017

Hello my BFF’s

If you are new to this site, please excuse the lack of anything here. If you have been a BFF for a while now, I have an update for ya.

A few weeks ago I lost access to my website and have been working with my hosting company to get it back. Unfortunately, I was told today that the backups they tried to do did not work so there is nothing else that they can do for me.


My lovely web design and all of my moment-making content has vanished! Gone! Poof! Disappeared into thin air!

I have one more trick up my sleeve to get my website content and design back. If that fails, I have been pondering my next steps.

“I’m a ponderer, yah a ponderer, I ponder ’round and ’round and ’round” – if you know that tune, you are probably not in your twenties!

So, my favorite peeps, my BFF’s, the ones I love to make moments with, I will let you know what our next steps together are when I get some more answers.

Until then, go forth and make moments that matter!

Love ya,

Me, the awkward bird – Aaryne