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  I thought that on this most auspicious day I would share with you mine and Lee's favourite poem. Sometimes no matter how hard you try to express your feelings someone has already beaten you to the punch. A Rhyme of the Dream-Maker Man Down near the end of a wandering lane, That runs 'round the...

Today is a two fold celebration. Hot Polka Dot turns one and yours truly turns twenty five! A year ago today I decided it was time to explore this new passion of mine. I opened my recipe box as well as my heart and was met by a flood of wonderful people. A few of...

  I present to you the magnificent clementine. So sweet and adorable it fits in the palm of your hand. They appear tiny, innocent and unassuming but the scent and taste that explodes out of this fruit is a welcome surprise. Everyone has a particular way of eating one. A routine. A ritual. The glossy orange...

Valentine's Day means either nothing or everything to an individual person. You're either a skeptic or a romantic. More and more the world is being peopled by skeptics. People who don't believe in anything they can't see or touch and make fun of those who dare to. I was once one of them before I...

There's about two feet of snow carpeting the ground. Icicles decorate the eaves troughs. The evergreens slouch under the new weight. The streets haven't been plowed all Winter. A single Autumn leaf clings stubbornly to the frozen ground. The temperature has plummeted to uncomfortable depths. There's only one thing to do when the weather turns...

In a family you operate like satellites that orbit around the home. When one moves the others shift to compensate. So when Lee starts working a late shift and doesn't get home until 2am some nights we all have to make some adjustments. I miss him in the evenings and I stay up late to...

New year's resolutions. We all make them, but do we ever actually adhere to them? Things like lose ten pounds or volunteer in the community seem to get pushed aside to make room for more interesting goals like dig for the bottom of that jar of Nutella or sit through that Star Trek marathon. Maybe...

I'm a list maker. I thrive on organization and categorization. There's something so comforting about knowing exactly what you need, when and where to get it. Things. Lots of things. Wrapping paper here. Ribbon there. Toasted almonds here. Butter there. Needless to say there are a lot of lists floating around here right now. I'm...

...Make banana bread. Then make bread pudding. Dress it up with whipped cream and dust it with cinnamon. And I don't think I need to tell you what to do with all that... ...But I will. Eat it. Eat it all. And fast. Before I do. I'm a picky banana eater. I like them yellow...

Dear Exercise Bike, I haven't been avoiding you. No really. I might use you as a coat rack from time to time. I might even have let your seat collect dust. It's a really uncomfortable seat by the way. You should look into that. I know. I know. I told you I was going to...