dreams and do re mi…

I rarely remember my dreams..the ones I have while I’m sleeping, that is.  However, last night I had one that woke me up and made me cry and long for my mother.  She is a beautiful angel now as she was beautiful beyond words when she was with us on Earth.  I miss her more than I can possibly express.

My dream last night was a celebration of her, a blur of sunlight, flowing white dresses, lots of people bursting with love dancing in circles….around her.  She was smiling the biggest smile.  She was opening presents – lots of presents.  I wasn’t surprised to see a new, lovely pair of shoes in each box she opened.  She loved shoes!

I was swept up in the music and crowds swooshing around me, happy faces, singing to the heavens.  There’s really no other descriptive word I can think of other than “swooshing” because literally that’s what it was.  It was amazing.

I woke up, stunned that I could remember my dream.  I have my mother’s dream catcher in a corner of my room, maybe she caught it for me.  I remembered the song everyone was singing…it was Do Re Mi from the Sound of Music.  She loved musicals!

You know the one:

Doe, a deer, a female deer
Ray, a drop of golden sun
Me, a name I call myself
Far, a long, long way to run
Sew, a needle pulling thread
La, a note to follow Sew
Tea, a drink with jam and bread
That will bring us back to Do (oh-oh-oh)

Another memory hit me just then.  Last night, before bed, my youngest daughter was struggling with motivation to practice piano.  She was feeling challenged as it gets more difficult to remember all that she’s learned so far.  So, maybe the songs are too challenging.  Maybe she could try something a little easier, but fun to play and sing?

…Maybe she could learn to play Do Re Mi.

Thanks Mom.




Who I am and why I’m here – Blogging 101

Today is the first day of the Blogging 101 workshop I signed up for and I’m so excited to explore new ideas and connect with other fellow bloggers!  Today’s task is simply to introduce myself and say a little about why I blog and what I hope to gain from it.  So…..here goes!

I am a mother, friend, daughter, sister, writer, blogger, photographer, dancer, leader, homebody, chef-in-training, accidental wanderer, and career professional. I grew up in the Pacific Northwest and it’s one of the most beautiful places in the world (but it’s a secret so don’t tell anyone!). I love to travel to new places and experience new things however my busy life and raising kids have not allowed me the chance to do that much. I believe that will change in the near future…

I am blogging to keep my creative juices flowing. It’s been an outlet for my healing process after my mother passed away from cancer last year. Somehow I find a little bit of solace when I write and it helps me process my thoughts and feelings. I’m not sure I have any particular ongoing theme to my blog – it’s not a “food blog” or a “photography blog” however it will most likely have a little bit of everything depending on my mood. I will always strive to make it interesting and thoughtful, maybe even thought-provoking to others. As I build it up, it may have a mind of its own and morph into something resembling a theme.  Time will tell…

I look forward to connecting with other fellow bloggers and join the immense community of fabulous writers (and readers)!


Thanks for stopping by. 


To-Do? Done! Blogging challenge

The challenge:  Quickly list five things you’d like to change in your life. Now, write a post about a day in your life once all five have been crossed off your to-do list.


  1. Be financially secure
  2. Fall in LOVE with the man I will find my ultimate happiness with
  3. Have a roomy home with a gourmet kitchen where I can cook amazing food for my family and friends
  4. Love my career and the path it’s taken me
  5. Travel to new places and have more time to relax and enjoy life’s amazing and wonderful mysteries with my beautiful family (…oh, and all the kids are in college and enjoying their lives…hard to narrow this down to only 5)

A Day in THIS NEW life:

I awoke to the warmth of the rising sun shining through my window and felt cozy in my fluffy bed, my loving man by my side.  I smiled and snuggled closer to him, feeling our breath synch as one.  I love this man…and better yet…he loves me right back!  I stay a while longer enjoying the peace and quiet, feeling happy, feeling the sunshine.  Then it hits me!  COFFEE….and…..OMELETS!

I slip out of bed and into my silk robe to head downstairs.  The pets are waiting for me and they probably wonder why they haven’t been fed yet or let outside.  “Ok, ok…here you go.  I know you love your kibble!”  I give them some love too and crack open the sliding door to the backyard.

I get the coffee brewing and break out the eggs, shrimp, shallots, garlic, cilantro, cheese, and green bell peppers.  The Pioneer Woman taught me a lot about cooking great food!  I emulate her as much as I can…

The glorious scent has obviously wafted up the stairs to the bedroom because hubby saunters down to the kitchen in his boxers and robe, puts his loving arms around me and kisses my neck and whispers “good morning my love” in my ear….ahhhhhhh shivers……did I say I LOVE this man?  “Coffee?”  I ask as I pour the strong, dark goodness into his favorite mug.

We eat together outside on the deck in the morning sunshine and finish it off with a mimosa and a toast to our journey ahead.  “Time to pack!”  I say as I clear the plates.  We are headed to Bali for a 2-week vacation together.  Long awaited, much deserved.  We both work hard and have accomplished so much in our lives, successful careers and children in college.

We head upstairs, but as I pull the suitcases out of the closet, my loving husband takes my hand and leads me to the bed…“I want to make love to you first” he whispers.  There’s plenty of time to pack….

This IS the life.




Labor Day 2014

Sitting in my (messy) pseudo-dining table never used for dining but rather as a desk area next to the pseudo-kitchen, too small for more than one person to do anything resembling cooking, I have my glass of merlot and a small bowl of peanuts, ready to do some work.  I open up my drop box files to see what work awaits me from my publisher-friend that I do editing work for on the side.  I like it because it exposes me to a writers-world that I’m just discovering within myself.  I get inspired to write and gather ideas for topics based on my own life and experiences.  I tap into another part of my brain.

Today I signed up for the Bloggers Challenge that begins on Sept. 15th.  I’m looking forward to what might manifest and to keep the creative juices flowing.  My blog is like an ever-evolving, changing, growing part of my life-turned journal.  I just never know what to expect and sometimes surprise myself.

It’s an internal process.  Personal.  Connected.  Spiritual.

I’m thankful for this day off..the extra long weekend before school starts and life gets crazy again.  Breathe.