Coucoumellisms

Babies!! No, I'm not having one.  But when I see a pregnant woman, I think "Ooooooh... Baby!"  And when I see a mother carrying one, I think "Oooooooh... Baby!" Babies are special.  They are perfect.  Life hasn't happened to them yet; they are a promise, they are hope for what CAN be.  I love babies.

I had a dream when I was young. I saw myself living a life, not quite so different from what it is on the outside, yet very different from what it is on the inside.  I had hopes and dreams for an inner, spiritual life.  I had a dream my life would be so different, not, as Fantine, from this hell I'm living, but from this desert I'm living. I could be bitter, but there are too many bitter and hurting people on this planet.  They didn't start out bitter.  I didn't start out bitter.  Too many people think God has given up on them, or don't believe in God anymore because what did He ever do for them? I think back to before I had any real regrets.  Who was I then?  What changed?  Why did it change? Things changed when I made a decision to do things my way. God did not abandon me.  I went my way.  I didn't leave him completely.  I just decided to do this one thing my way.  I made a wrong decision, and I suppose you coul...

I know I've posted similar items already, but since it IS the season again, here it is again, the pumpkin spice latte: 1/2 cup hot milk 1/4 tsp pumpkin spice (cloves, cinnamon, allspice, ginger, nutmeg) 1/4 tsp vanilla maple syrup (to taste) Froth it all together and then pour into half a cup of strong coffee or espresso.  Keep back mousse on top with a spoon.  When all the liquid has been poured out, spoon the mousse over top.  Enjoy!!!

Apple picking in the fall :)

Where was this guy 15 years ago when I was single and childless?  Oh right, 15 years ago I wasn't single and I wasn't childless and he was in grade school.  Oh well... How not to fall in love with his voice and those eyes... oh those eyes with a thousand expressions that tell the story as much as the voice and words do... If only I could sing like that.  Then the music could just stay with me.  In my head, when I hear music, it sounds like that.  Too bad I can't reproduce the sounds I hear in my head. Now I will have to go see the Phantom of the Opera.  I've never seen it yet, although I've listened to parts of it on YouTube, but now I really must go.  I must. "Softly, deftly, music shall caress you. Hear it, feel it, secretly possess you. Open up your mind, let your fantasies unwind in this darkness that you know you cannot fight, the darkness of the music of the night. Let your mind take a journey to a strange new world, l...