Tomorrow is National Cupcake Day. In honor of the event, my co-worker Jen made these gorgeous and delishious dark chocolate and peppermint cupcakes. Being a firm believer in the concept of breakfast cookies and brownies, I added cupcakes to my list of approved breakfast foods and dug right in.
It's good to
be an adult by age and a kid at heart. Thank you Jen!
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It’s been a while since we had the opportunity to enjoy a visit with one of our fowl friends. The ducks in Snyder park are conditioned to see every approaching car as a potential source of food. Indeed, sometimes Jodi and I stop to feed them. The problem is that as soon as they see a car coming down the road, they begin to waddle in the street. Sometimes there are dozens of them standing in e road. Driving becomes a little tricky as you try to ease your way through them without injuring any of the birds.
To tell the truth, it feels a little like they are highwaymen and you are riding in a coach. “Throw out the crackers and nobody gets hurt. Quack!”
I always wonder about cats and their bathing habits. One can be walking along and suddenly, they fall to the ground and start licking away as though the planets had suddenly aligned into their perfect bathing position. Drop whatever you are doing, it’s time to wash up. Just as suddenly, they can stand up and resume their walk, satisfied that they got that one spot perfectly clean.
I have other wonders about cats. However, they can keep for another day. Do you have a cat? What kind of cat behavior do you wonder about?
I dreamed that I was mad as a hatter. Insane. Bonkers. And then I woke up and discovered that I was only nuts. Whew, what a relief that was.
When shown an old bed, I've often heard people tell stories bout their grandmother's bed. About how they and all of their siblings would be tucked into the same bed when visiting grandma. Or maybe the memory of jumping up and down on the bed would bring smiles to their faces.
I can't relate to that at all. If we ever jumped up and down on her bed, my grandmother would have beat us into unconsciousness with a broom stick. A family story has my grandmother locking the infant me in the car one night because my crying was keeping her awake.
This in no way is intended to give the impression that I don't have fond memories of my grandmother. Quite the contrary, we often tell wonderful tales about her. It's just that none of them is connected to a bed. She would never have hit us with a broom stick. The business end of a broom is another matter entirely.
Tomorrow is a travel day. I'm heading back home, to Jodi. And here, we come full circle. I am really looking forward to sleeping in my own bed once again.
My parent's spare bedroom has a fantastic bed that has been around since we were kids. It's an antique with a really high headboard. Family legend says that a ghost named Matilda lives in the headboard. My parents used the story as a way of keeping us from jumping up and down on the bed (their bed at the time) when we were young. Which is better than beating us with a broom stick.
Still, I am really looking forward to sleeping in my own bed with my own pillows. No broom sticks please.
I'll post again on Wednesday. Have a great Tuesday folks.
I know that this is obvious to any married woman. However, I think it bares noting that inside of every grown man is a ten year old boy with a ten year old sense of humor.
I took this image Sunday morning during a dawn drive through our local farm country. When I saw this cloud formation, I stopped the car and got out, camera in hand. The contrasting tones and the shape of the cloud front were what impressed me.
However, being a photographer, I couldn't settle with the beauty that I was looking at. The colors and light were not enough. I wasn't satisfied.
I wanted to see it in black and white. I knew that those tones would be spectacular in B&W. Sometimes color can get in the way of a great image, even when it is gorgeous. So, as soon as I downloaded the pictures, I made the conversion.
What do you think? Have you ever looked at a scene and just knew that it would make an impressive B&W image?
"You can't act cool, you either are or you aren't. I am."
My day was fantastic, wonderful, incredible, awesome, great, marvelous, extraordinary, and amazing. But then, I had a dictionary and thesaurus to help me out.
"It's the eye of the sheep and…" well, eye of the sheep doesn't sound nearly as motivating as eye of the tiger.
tim mcmurdo 