Local Honey

I've might be dying. Literally. I woke up at 5 A.M. with a runny nose, coughing, scratchy throat, and watery eyes, etc. I am quickly loosing my love for the "fresh" spring air. I have been using the homeopathic remedy of brewing tea and mixing in apple cider vinegar and local honey. That appears to be working well but doesn't have longevity. I have to drink it every hour. I am sick of apple cider vinegar. I never want to drink it again. Too bad it's useful for curing just about everything. With that being said, I am going to go back to my misery.

Pollen Covered Patio Chairs

As I sit here on my patio I am surrounded by an abundance of leafy green trees before me. The South is truly an oasis of natures beauty. Two weeks ago the trees were naked and just starting to bloom and now they are magnificently green. The ivy outside my patio is in full force and starting to wrap it's way up a nearby tree. Birds are chirping as if they are praising the sun for the much needed break it is giving us from the white winter we had here in Nashville. It was unremarkably cold and snowy and I am actually thrilled to be a bit hot as I watch the sun start to set. Pollen is covering everything. Nature is reclaiming it's place for the summer.

Arizona doesn't offer the changing of the seasons in the conventional sense. We have two seasons. Hot and hotter.

I'm going to miss pollen covered patio chairs.

Funny Things About Me

I have never purchased my own coffee mug. Truth. Every cup in my cabinet was purchased as a gift for me :)

With that being said, I am addicted to coffee. Without confessing the benefits involved with caffeinated side effects ( which are amazing ) I am obsessed with the taste, texture, and smell. My favorite coffee is First Colony's organic breakfast blend. It's organic and fair trade. Two of my favorite qualities in any product.

Documentaries are phenomenal pathways for learning. Educate yourselves. I just watched an extremely cute documentary called "Paper Heart" I highly recommend it.

My current culinary obsession is perfecting my vegetarian chili "Chili A La Emi" ( patent pending ) and cream cheese frosting. Not to be consumed simultaneously. So far with my veggie chili I've decided that turmeric is the secret ingredient. . .turmeric to chili ratio is key, I haven't figured out that key yet. With my cream cheese frosting, well. . . that's currently a nightmare. . . I will let you know.

I don't like Youtube.com. Please don't send me links. I am going to be honest, it just annoys me and I won't watch them. Then I have to try and get through a conversation as to why I don't watch Youtube videos.

I am in ♥ with bookmarks. I am reading 6 books right now. ( Don't judge, my mind can handle it ) and I really enjoy marking the page with one of my carefully chosen bookmarks. My favorite is the one that quotes Ghandi "Where there is love there is life" It is currently holding a place in The Shack between chapters two and three. I am re-reading The Shack because it profoundly changed my life the first time around.

I Have Lost 13,458 Bobby Pins In My Lifetime

This morning I had the most fantastic chuckle.

Like every woman I had the great hair debate while laying in bed. I knew if I popped out of bed when my alarm went off I would have enough time to actual style my hair. However, I knew if I wrestled with the snooze button I could get a good half an hour, five minute snooze cycles of sleep in. Now logically thinking about this I realize I didn't get any extra sleep at all, but in my mind I did. . .so, we are just going to go with my cloudy notion that I got to "sleep in." Back to my story. I knew if I slept in I would have to sacrifice time to do my hair. Every girl has her "I didn't do my hair today" hairdo. Mine is bobby pinning it in a messy slide bun. I love this hairdo because it literally takes 5 minutes from start to finish and I get a lot of compliments on it. I chuckled this morning because generally I put my bobby pins in a slot in my make-up bag, but this morning, much to my dismay, there were none in that beloved slot. Now ladies, even if we don't technically have bobby pins, we have bobby pins. I preceded to round up all the bobby pins I knew were hiding around my house. I knew there were 2 under my bed by the handbag I shoved under there a month ago. I knew there was one (maybe 3) in one of my purple Gianni Bini pumps with the bronze buckle. (I love those shoes) and last but not least, I knew there were at least 7 in the bottom of my black patent handbag . Bobby pins are inexpensive but undeniably invaluable. They are so priceless that women seem to stock pile them in random places so that we always have JUST enough to work for our hair that morning. We tell ourselves that after work we are going to buy some more so that we don't have to hunt for them while getting ready. . .but we don't. It seems silly, but we like the thrill of the hunt. Kind of like a Frat boy at a sorority mixer. I find pride in the fact that I know exactly where they are. Nothing makes you happier to save your morning then to find the 13,458th bobby pin you have lost. . . and now have found! So ladies, keep loosing those bobby pins. It helps keep life interesting.

The Smell Of Sunshine

One thing I absolutely adore about writing is being free to write what I feel, what I think, and how I perceive the world. It's feels like that moment when you stand before an ocean kissed by the sunrise, you close your eyes while you are caressed by a light breeze and breathe in deeply. You smell freedom, which oddly smells of salt water and fresh linens when you are at the beach. Freedom has different smells really depending on the day. Some days freedom smells like lemons and fresh cut grass. Other days it smells like antique book bindings and my grandmothers rose perfume. Certain days, when the freedom is without boundaries, it smells just like sunshine. These are my favorite days. Days that smell like sunshine usually involve some sort flowing sundress, my favorite aviators, rainbow flip flops, a Dashboard Confessional marathon and a trip to a used book store. I live for days like this. They are few and far between. I think that's what makes them so exceptional.

Here's to more days that smell of sunshine :)

Tin Roof

I need a night of dancing and drinking with The Favorites ♥ It's time to make some calls.