Spring is Coming

I could feel it in the air.

It's is not quite time, but it is certainly on it's way.

The wind gushed against my face in full warning of the new life to come.

Whispering, "Spring is coming."

I then smiled inside and said, "I'll make a Welcome Banner."

As I woke this morning, I heard birds chirping out my window.

They could hardly contain themselves, apparently the wind was spreading the news.

I guess it is my time to join the gossip wagon...

Wake Up Everyone!

Spring is Coming!

Hello Love

If you weren't aware, I am madly in love with my husband. Valentine's Day was a hit. I planned all day, cleaning, chilling champagne, preparing food and lighting candles. Tim was very excited when he walked in the door Saturday night. He found the table set and complete with flowers and candles. I then ran him a bubble bath and he said it was the best he has ever had. Then we had our first course, oysters with a mignonette sauce, with a glass of Champagne. Yummy! We talked about our day and the oysters (I was scared to work with them). Next I prepared the salad, this is a salad I stole from one of our friends, Ilir. Just a traditional Italian Salad and Tim's Favorite. Then I prepared the pasta with clams and we ate and drank pinot grigio. Finally we had a spicy hot chocolate (which was out of this world, if you haven't tried one-do it!) with pistachio chocolate covered strawberries. Really, what an evening. We talked all night long and even danced a few times in our living room to some jazz music. It was really sweet and beautiful. There is nothing more I love than gazing in his eyes...hmmm. And the next morning....
He took me to Devil's Food for brunch. Yummmm on the bacon, gruyere and carmelized onion omelette. Then he took me to the Denver Art Museum and we took in all we could. It's so amazing to me how someone else could know me better than I know myself. I love you, Tim and I can't wait until the next time I see you.

Hello and a Happy Valentine's Day to you! Hmmm...for some reason Valentine's Day reminds me of spring. I love it! One of my favorite holidays! Some people can't stand it, but maybe they aren't celebrating properly. These are a few things you need to celebrate:
1. Some one you adore(this could be a lover, husband, boyfriend, crush or ONS-you pick)
2. No VDay is complete without chocolate
3. Flowers-I know it's cliche, but I don't make the rules and who hates flowers, honestly
4. Sweet words such as: loving, beautiful, sweet, hotstuff(sometimes you have to spice it up)
5. Candles-everyone looks so much better in candlelight (especially if this is a ONS)
Now, after that whatever you do is up to you. Just be sure to have the key ingredients and you're RED HOT, hehe. Now I want to know who your Valentine is. Mine is obvious. Mmmm...look at that face.

When Art Happens

It is hightime I introduce my other blog to you. http://whenarthappens.blogspot.com/
This blog has brought me back to one of my loves...art in every form and fashion. Through When Art Happens, I hope to uncover different art forms (regardless of their nature) and I hope to grow myself as an artist. Now that the introduction is out of the way, please tell me what you think.

Biscuit's Bad Additude

No! Biscuit doesn't have a bad attitude, well wait...he does, but this is for something different. I have wanted to writed a series of children's books based on my dog Biscuit for years. And guess what? That's right! I just finished the first of many. It will be an A-Z series and the first one is based on ATTITUDE. I can't wait to write Because I said so. I am hoping to bring Casey Meadows aboard for animation and then the next step will be copywriting and publishing. I'm not necessarily doing this to sell, mainly just to share. But let's just say that I did get picked up by a publishing company and need to go on tour to New York, Chicago and Atlanta, I wouldn't rule it out. I can't wait to share the story with everyone, but for now...you have to wait.

Flip Flop

I am 30 years old and still flip flop on what I want to do for a career. That was ok when I was a mere lad, but now that I will be attending school soon I really need to get it together. It has always been between an accountant or an elementary school art teacher. Recently, with the economy, I leaned closer to accounting. I love accounting and numbers. Not to toot my own horn, but I am pretty good at it, but...do I really want to close myself up in an office? When I moved to Denver, I was so excited to get an education in art. And then slowly this started to fade away because I wanted to make more money. I have to say, I am a little ashamed of myself for letting the lack of money change me. I have never allowed money to play a role in my life and I do not believe I will let it now. I certainly am not making a definite decision, here on my blog, but I guess I just want to say that the wheels are turning for me again. There is a reason that I want to teach children and that goes far beyond anything that I will ever be able to buy. I had a meeting today with my company and the CEO gave a speech that was inspiring about a Revolution. I loved the way he so passionately talked about his life and his company and his work. I do not love numbers or money. I love children and education and art. This is who I am and I can not run from it nor cover it up. I want to passionately chase my dream and be able to pass that passion on to my children. Honesty towards myself will win this day.

Joy

I have had the privilege of thinking of my mother, Joy, all day today. I'm sure it is due to my last blog and a friend of a friend's loss. Well, for me this is a good thing. I've been thinking of her face and laugh all day and smiling in my cube at work. If I can share a memory with you, I would really love to. The first time Tim met my mother stands out in my mind like it was yesterday. We took her to the Georgia National Fair in Perry. I knew she would love him, but was still nervous. I wanted them both to love each other (even though I had only been dating Tim for two short weeks). I remember there was a time when Tim was gone to the bathroom (surprise, surprise, he has a ninety-year old woman's bladder) and during this time my Momma told me, "He will make pretty babies." I laughed and said, "Yes ma'am, I think so too, but not yet." Please remember we had only been dating for two weeks. So, maybe in some motherly instinct sort of way, she knew better than I did that he was the one. And, I agree with her fully...I think we will make beautiful babies. Let me say to her now, that I know it has taken us longer than you would have liked, but those babies will be made. Maybe not tomorrow, but some day.

How Great is Your Loss

I believe the greatest loss one can experience is that of loosing a loved one. May that loss be a friend, a lover, a sister, a pet or a mother, all are too great an asset to be without and that pain of absence can not be replaced by anything. We may try to cover it or fill it to make the pain stop, but nothing will fix this injure. However, there is hope with the many many moments that have been shared and created memories for us to now remember and reflect on. Each and every one of us mourns differently. While some of us need to scream with anger, some of us quietly take the back door to silence and others need to share the story of their relationship. Regardless of the method, the point is to get it out. Do what you have to do without hurting yourself or those around you. Love is the greatest gift that has been laid upon this earth and our lives and that is what is to be cherished. For the length of the gift is never to be understood, but the knowledge of it's presence that...that is the essence of love: to love now as though tomorrow will never arrive for us. Now, if you have loved in this way, well then you have truly loved. To those that surround my life that have felt this loss, my heart reaches out to you. I wish you all the peace that can be had during this time.