Musing Joyfully on January

I muse joyfully on this frigid, frigid January day, on the ice so deep I can skate, on my flannel sheets, on blankets around the house, on the mittens and hats strewn around so the outside is cozy, is doable, is January.

Celebrate December: Remember To Fill Your Own Tank

Gifts for others is paramount this time of year, but as I reflect upon the past twelve months, I think of those moments where I filled my own tank with gas thereupon making it far easier to be just a little kinder, a little more patient, a little bit of a better me.

To Cake or Not To Carrot Cake

But then, as I waited to pay, I came eye to eye with the Carrot Cake, the cake so beautiful, so gloriously displayed, I bought it. And, dear musers, there was no occasion, no celebration, no fanfare. It was simply a rainy Thursday in early December: a delicious and perfect day to cake.

A Thanksgiving Salute To Teachers

Today I muse joyfully that those teachers will sit down at a Thanksgiving meal knowing they are working incredibly hard, in incredibly challenging times, in moments that try the souls of even the heartiest and most learned of people.