Category: Memories

Remember

  Good afternoon mom! I’m so glad you dropped by for coffee, and I am brewing a fresh pot of your favorite just for you. Hmm, there’s nothing better than the aroma of freshly brewed coffee, don’t you agree? It’s a lovely afternoon with crisp breezes and scents of fall in the air. So perfect…

Remember

Good afternoon! I am thrilled you dropped by for coffee. I am brewing a fresh pot of hazelnut coffee for us. Don’t you just love the aroma? I hope you find the flavor is to your liking. If not, I have other options. It’s a lovely afternoon with summery breezes and scents of flowers and…

Happy St. Patrick’s Day

  Anonymous A Toast to St. Patrick Saint Patrick, the holy and tutelar man; His beard down his bosom like Aaron’s run. Some from Scotland, some from Wales, will declare that’s from where he came, But I care not, now he’s risen to fame. The pride of the world and his enemies scorning, I will…

Join The Party!

Success!! Yes, the party for my hubby was a blast. He had no clue about what was in store for him. My partner in crime, the organizer of the surprise party, and one of the managers pulled it off perfectly. We were enjoying our cocktails, chatting and listening to the music. Doesn’t that last sentence…

Amanda Panda

  I’m only a cat, and I stay in my place… Up there on your chair, on your bed or your face! I’m only a cat, and I don’t finick much… I’m happy with cream and anchovies and such! I’m only a cat, and we’ll get along fine… As long as you know I’m not…

Boro Inn

Boro Inn is an Irish pub owned by, Brendan Doyle, a retired Catholic Priest. The decor is eclectic and charming with relics from an Irish life, covering the walls and ceiling. The Indian is used as a confessional and very unique.  (I took these photos Nov. 2014). There is a story about the Indian, which…

About Me

  Today, one of my fellow bloggers asked if I had an About Me page. I sifted through my posts and didn’t find where I had a separate page dedicated to me, myself and me. If I had one, it has vanished or perhaps I never created one. Cobwebs in the attic? So, does that…

As I Sip My Coffee

January As I sip my coffee, there is a fire in the fireplace. The flames dance and dazzle. It is a lovely fire emitting warmth and light and a perfect setting for me to write. I may even make some New Year’s resolutions. Then, maybe I won’t. I never keep them anyway. My friend the…

You Know

  I wasn’t a pretty girl, I was six feet tall at 15, you know – Maya Angelou We moved from town to town and city to city, my 2 sisters, my brother and I. My dad had a hard time finding work you know. His shady past followed him wherever he would go. Mom…

Past or Future?

    As I gazed into the depths of the forest, I took a few moments to enjoy the beauty around me. I’ve not been here before or have I?  You know, I don’t recall and perhaps, my memory has dimmed or failed me.  Encompassing me are feelings of anxiousness and fear! My thoughts are blurred and…

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