Creativity hits when I am crunched for time.
I think there are two kinds of people. One who needs slow, down time to allow those creative juices to spur them on and ignite their spirit, and then there are those creatives who are pushed for time, typically procrastinate, and creativity hits in the midst of the crunch.
I want to be the first. I really do. I still may be that person when I grow up, but for now, I’m the later.
This time, it worked out well for me. [Read More...]
It was my first apartment and someone gifted me a lovely potted plant. There were a few varieties planted in the base and soon, they all died, except for one.
I couldn’t identify it, but I knew it was not only unique, but hardy. While all the other plants had tall stems and leaves, this snuggled the ground, perfect for a brown thumb girl like me.
I came to find out it was a succulent, hen and chick to be exact, and it lasted for years. It didn’t need much water, which was right up my alley since I forgot to water it most weeks. It just needed a little TLC every once in awhile. [Read More...]
It started at just 16 with my first waitressing job and it’s been going strong ever since. Yes, my love affair with this piping, hot beverage. Sometimes I am fairly certain it’s more of a mental thing; a diversion from life, if only for a few blissful moments, but I am OK with that.
Last week during an interview, I was asked if I have any guilty pleasures – that thing where my frugal nature gets tossed aside if only for a bit, and without hesitation, I declared coffee. I’m not a snob about anything; except my coffee, and then I’m a good kind of a snob – one who appreciates this simple pleasure.
For me, there’s nothing better than sharing it with my family on our front porch. When our eldest got his first job as a barista, I heard the angels singing. He knew my love language and could talk shop with me. [Read More...]