The State of Flow.
I find that I reach a state of flow creating music or performing in concert.
When a new idea comes.
Time seems to no longer be relevant.
What are your thoughts?
Have you experienced a state of flow?
I have a confession to make.
I am a Historic Houseaholic.
And I am obsessed with this house.
Italianate. Columns. Historic.
Alas it’s not my house.
I wish it were my house.
I would like to make it my house.
I drive out of my way on errands to look at this house.
Bicycle past this amazing confection of wood.
It’s my Hansel and Gretel house.
It’s made out of candy to me.
Drool. Ogle. Imagine. Dream.
I know what you are thinking.
But I have no contact with the people in the house.
Well to be exact there was the incidence with the gentleman on the porch painting.
Apparently he recognized me.
How could he not?
I creep by at a snail pace.
Slow enough for us to share a coffee. or tea. I’d prefer tea.
Every single time.
Sometimes more than a few times a day.
I will not admit how many.
That’s between me and the house.
Apparently I have to include the gentleman in that too now.
Way to ruin my picture of ME on the front porch.
He waved as I drove by recently with a huge grin which I interpreted as ” I know what you are doing. My house.”
I sheepishly smiled and waved back.
Currently I am not considering that as contact.
We haven’t shook hands or anything.
What he doesn’t realize is it’s going to be my house.
He will come around.
I am in withdrawals however as I haven’t seen the beauty since.
I figured I better give it some time.
Since he is on to me.
You know, for things to cool off.
Stay on the down low.
The house and I agreed it was best for the time being.
Oh, You ask what the inside is like?
I haven’t seen it.
Not an issue.
Because I know it’s spectacular!
Sweeping staircase and all.
How could it not be?!
The outside is awesome.
My Column worshipping Grand Staircase bubble can not be burst by mundane worries over the inside.
Whether its been chopped up into ugly little rooms with painted wood work.
Or green blob carpet everywhere and a non functioning kitchen layout.
Yes, I don’t care.
If I could marry this house I would.
Maybe I should just become friends with whoever is living there.
So I can convince them to give this house to me of course!
We don’t really want to be friends, silly.
I know it’s what the house would want.
The house and I are one.
Only problem, it’s in the land of ever Winter.
I’d have to live here FOR.EV.ER.
Because I could never leave the house once it’s mine.
As it already is.
Yes, that is the only issue as I see it.
I’d pick it up and move it.
But I’ll have to get back to you on that.
I’ve got to go see my house.
No alterations needed.
I am serious.
I can not recall the last time I bought a dress even in a petite size that did not require alternations before wearing.
I adore you Kris and Kate.
This was my first order with Kris and Kate and will not be the last.
I admit at first to a little disappointment upon discovering the Maddie Dress was unlined.
But the beautiful color convinced me to keep it and I am glad I did.
Normally I don’t care for dresses with polyester in the blend especially without a lining.
However, when I wore this on a 90+ degree night I was pleased at how comfortable the fabric turned out to be.
A hot night is always the true test of any fabric or blend I find.
Onwards and upwards.
I teamed it with the Jade Necklace which in reality is not anywhere near the color of mint as described on the site but more of a dark turquoise.
That I must admit was very vexing as I loved this necklace in the mint color they show on the site.
I was quite shocked indeed at the color that it showed up as.
And almost returned it.
The dress though is true to color.
As is the exposed silver flash at the back.
Classic fit with a modern update.
This will be a go to dress in my closet.
I am already planning other incarnations.
So many more thoughts but I will keep this short. petite.
Please pardon the photo quality and lighting. I was so excited about the amazing fit I couldn’t hold back the post.
Where to Buy:
Clutch: Vintage Shoes: Stuart Weitzman (not shown)
What better way to start a day?
Or pick up the afternoon?
These muffins include a bit of sourdough starter that gives it a little something special.
I was looking for another way to utilize the most amazing, delicious Organic rolled oats I have had to date from Doubting Thomas Farms
I kid you not.
I did not know oats could taste this scrumptous.
If I had horses they would be in high heaven.
Because Mares eat oats.
Except I do not.
And these oats are too good to share.
Even with horses.
If I had them.
Which I will one day.
Then we will see.
Sourdough Oatmeal Muffins
Makes 12 Muffins
1 1/4* C Organic All Purpose or Whole Wheat Flour
1 1/2 tsp Baking Soda
1/2 tsp Real Salt
1 C Organic Rolled Oats
1 -2* TBS Sourdough Starter
1 Pastured Egg
1 C Organic Buttermilk, Yogurt or Whole Sour Milk
2 TBS Local Honey (Three Bears Honey)
3 TBS Pastured Butter
1/2 tsp Organic Ground Cinnamon
Combine dry ingredients.
Beat together the sourdough starter, egg, buttermilk, honey and butter.
Add to the flour mixture. Let sit for up to 10 minutes covered loosely with a towel.
Fill greased muffin tins 3/4 full. Bake at 425 degrees for 7-10 minutes.
*to make without sourdough starter omit 1/4 C of flour
Adapted from Whole Foods For The Whole Family
There is a phrase from the 1930’s that I often hear in classic movies
Meaning ‘no, certainly not’ or ‘I will go my own way thank you very much.‘
I think I first heard it said from Myrna Loy to Dick Powell and that was it,
I was hooked.
I’ve used it ever since and it’s a swell phrase too swell to not share.
The fact is it’s one of my favorite’s, which I picked up from my doing nothing.
Yet in the midst of my doing nothing I decided that nothing was doing with that and something had to change.
I started asking some questions.
They went a little like this:
At what point did life become about doing nothing instead of nothing’s doing?
Is that really how I’d like to live, create, or be?
Where did the get up and go well, go?
Have we bought the lie that doing nothing is the ultimate goal of a life well lived?
You know what I am talking about.
Hurry up to get through those 8 hours of work to what?
Hurry to get to Friday so that TGIF and the weekend is here.
To do what exactly?
Yet we may talk about having a new house, more money in the bank account, perhaps even living in a different country but live to do nothing.
It all becomes a lot of nothing, no?
And then of course here is the question that popped up –
kind of like the jack in the box,
a little scary but terribly exciting at the same time and you can’t wait to push that thing back in the box to…
turn the handle and have it happen all over again!
Can anyone say masochistic?
So if you are doing nothing how exactly will you be having this different life or reality?
See what I mean?
But then you do it all over again, I told you would, how could you resist?
You wind that tiny little handle knowing full well what is in store but this pops up instead-
So now that you’ve done nothing, what else would you like to do?
Ahhh, thank you little Jack you may now go back in your box.
If your target has been doing nothing you may feel as if your life leaves you out of the equation most of the time.
Ever ask, what is going on here?
Or say in frustration nothing is showing up?
But something is showing up, as nothing.
That little line of doing nothing takes over your life and voila!
Shows up as nothing.
Aren’t you cool you created exactly what you were asking for?
Wasn’t that fun?!
Maybe fun is not the word you were thinking of.
Are you creating your life to do nothing or nothing doing?
I am saying nothing doing. What about you?
One of my favorite treats for a quick burst of energy.
Who doesn’t love honey and peanut butter?
Dandy Candy Peanut Butter Energy Treats
1C Peanut Butter
1C Dry Milk Powder
1/2C to 3/4 C Honey
1/4C Wheat Germ (+ extra for rolling)
Combine ingredients in a large bowl mixing well to incorporate.
Shape into balls or a log.
Roll in Wheat Germ.
Place on cookie sheet or plate.
Cover and chill in refrigerator for 1 hour or in the freezer for 20 minutes.
I am having a love affair.
To be exact my feet are having this affair.
With Stuart Weitzman.
In the past month four lovely pairs of beautiful wedges have crossed my door.
I tried to stop.
They just kept calling me.
First there was the Minx Wedge cork sandal.
Isn’t it minxy?
Now, I have never really been one to wear wedges, buy wedges much less adore wedges but these?
These are the most comfortable albeit 5inch height adding shoes I have ever in that moment worn.
I would wear them all day.
While making bread.
In fact I did.
It makes for a better loaf.
I have a worn a lot of shoes.
I have bought a lot of shoes.
This shoe is the shoe of shoes.
The sandal of sandals.
Light, airy, not clunky.
Pardon me as I swoon.
Yes, wedges can be beautiful.
And so began my love affair…