Watching

Change would do me good...

Butter days ahead

One of the few things I like about the return of cold weather is the ability to leave real butter (all you will find in my house) on the counter soft and ready for a muffin or a slice of bread.

Fretting

Not babies anymore

 

Had a treat today, ran into two of my former babies, I used to take care of both of these lovely children (Christopher and Serenity, brother and sister) pictured when they were infants.  Don't let the tough looks (well, at least Serenity's tough look) fool you, these are two of the sweetest kids ever.

Folds

Theif

Josie's Halloween candy never stood a chance...

My escape...

 

Being surrounded by so many tempting books so much nowadays has made me return to my old habit of having my nose in a book pretty much all the time.  This is either a really appropriate or inappropriate time for this, I can't decide.  I use reading as an escape, I become so immersed in the story I literately can't hear what is going on around me, and need a few moments to adjust to coming back to the "real world" when I put a book down.  Basically this is how I survived high school.  So is it a healthy mental break or unhealthy escapism?  Not sure...

By the way, this book, "The Language of Flowers" by Vanessa Diffenbaugh is especially addicting, I cannot put it down, I would highly recommend it.