The Church Street Gang…

One of my favorite sitcoms is “That 70’s Show.” For those unversed, it follows the lives of six teens in the 1970s as they navigate coming of age. For those in a nostalgic mood, it’s all of those things we remember from our youth: rotary wall telephones, movies and drive-ins, shopping at the mall, aContinue reading “The Church Street Gang…”

Coffee and daydreams…

Every morning, I have this little routine: get up, greet the furry ones, make the bed, do a little morning yoga, make coffee, scoop boxes, grab that first cup of coffee and eventually sit to journal. In total, it takes about 20-25 minutes to get to that first cup of coffee. When I do? TheContinue reading “Coffee and daydreams…”

Pumpkin everything!

I’m done. I’ve had it with summer. I know, I know… I hate winter. But this year? Well, I’m done with summer, too. Oh, let me explain. Summer was absolutely fabulous until mid-August. Then, it started raining. And raining. And raining. At this point, the lawn is growing faster than I can dodge raindrops toContinue reading “Pumpkin everything!”

Back to nature…

This weekend was nothing short of fabulous. And natural. Very natural. Thanks to my minimal work schedule, we were able to roll into the weekend with little to do in the way of routine household chores or yardwork. What that opened up for us? A whole weekend focused on just being out in nature. Now,Continue reading “Back to nature…”

When my pumpkin meets my margarita…

Every year around this time I experience a bit of a seasonal clash. My margarita is cold, downright frosty, and I’m loving the sweet taste of summer nights. My table is decorated with the aromatic sights and smells of pumpkin and the promise of sweater weather, crackling fires and football. Yep, my Pumpkin Pam sideContinue reading “When my pumpkin meets my margarita…”

In the thick of it…

Remember that part where I loved summer? Yep, me too. It’s high summer season and I can’t wait for fall. What gives? Well, first, I’m a Pumpkin Pam deep down. I love fall and everything it brings. Mostly, though, it brings the promise of calm and quiet. The garden goes fallow, the leaves fall andContinue reading “In the thick of it…”

Cherry picking!

So, my sister and I resurrected one of our seasonal rites of passage: we went cherry picking. Now, cherries are actually a fickle fruit. Too much water and they split; too little and they wither. Too much sun and the dry out; too little and end up rotting before they turn ripe. So, I nowContinue reading “Cherry picking!”