I'm thankful for the ability to kick my feet up on the cherry red table. I have the remote in one hand, the computer is not too far away, the fire is keeping my polka doted feet warm. And the phones are right next to me.
And there is no better way to start the day then to get a phone call from my dear friend Zoe who is only a ocean away. My dream trip to France is less then a year away, and I can hardly wait. I am thankful for the many conversations we have had in the past and the ones that are yet to come, where we will plan those two weeks.
I'm not about to embark on the whole Black Friday fiasco,
I choose to be here. This is my happy place.
This is how every day off should start.
And don't forget the cup of Hot Chocolate. Or two ;)
With extra whip cream of course.
Yesterday was a day of cooking and cooking and did I mention, cooking?
It was one of those days where it was easy to have your mind in 500
places at once. You know .. the times when the potatoes are about to
boil over, the phone rings, the bacon is almost burnt, and the microwave
is beeping and you still need to pull together the ingredients to start
the meringue. The trusty cook book has saved me time after time.
Thank you Mr. Cookbook.
I am so, so, so thankful for my kitchen aid mixer.
Long gone are those days standing over the mixing bowl
for minutes on end, hearing those beaters beat the hell out
of the glass bowl over and over, while you can only think of
everything else you should be doing.
How this thing has made my life so much easier.
And it never disappoints.
I ordered up some fluffy white meringue and
it delivered well.
Lemon Meringue Pie.
They piled in full of smiles, all 17 of them.
Their stomachs were empty and they were ready.