I read this post called Start SPENDING! It really made me think about every moment of my day. Take a look at it.
From the name of my blog you can probably guess that I appreciate a GREAT cup-o-Joe. However, I have also had a secret love affair with tea leaves. I was surfing around the net and came across a recipe on the Starbucks site for the COLD BUSTER that left me with a hankering for some warm tea. Check out this site and learn about a good drink for the winter months.
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This is a very honest and somewhat cute post that I just had to press. I have to agree with the author. I love, love, love a good PB&J Sammy but I think I have become a bit of a snob about it. Drives me CrAzY when My hubby just throw’s one together. click on the link below and check out the entire post.
I was reading some tweets and came across one that made me nod my head in agreement right before I burst out in laughter.
The cellphone is the ADULT BINKY.
— Hari Kondabolu (@harikondabolu) January 6, 2015
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “In Good Faith.”
The very first time I questioned my belief systems was in my freshman year of college. I read the entire book of Genesis and the entire book of Revelations. I couldn’t make sense of either one and wondered what other people of other religions were saying about the beginning and the end for all of life. Ultimately, I decided that there was just not enough information for me to make a decision…so I chose to follow the Sun, Moon, Earth, and life. I figured that the description in the bible said your God created you and had the power to “End you.” In nature, I chose my God to be the Sun. Let’s face it, if it stopped shining tomorrow we would all die. The human body is made up of a great deal of water and therefor I chose the moon to have dominion over this physical form. After all, it does move the oceans around effortlessly.Growing up, my family never really subscribed to any “One-true” belief but, nevertheless, we attended Sunday school and sometimes went to church…with our grandmother. Besides learning all the things you shouldn’t do and that you couldn’t question the reasons, I learned that once you became an adult, you get to ignore all of it. At least that’s what appeared to be going on with the adults in my life…as a child. As an adult, I subscribe to the belief that we are all interconnected at one level or another and that our religion is just one of the many ways we chronicle and categorize what we believe and what those before us believed. In this way we pay homage to our ancestors and incorporate our own “How’s & Why’s.”
This is a piece written by another blogger and I had to “Press” it on my page because it is written with such clarity and truth. So many of us are raised with the values and traditions of our ancestors with little or (sometimes) no reference to how or why certain beliefs have been passed on. Please read Daily Prompt: Revelations.
This piece will allow you to witness the insight one writer has gained about faith and religious beliefs.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “I Got Skills.”
“I can communicate with anyone no matter what their background is.” That’s the statement I would boast on a regular basis if I could choose my ability. I would be able to discuss specific events in the cosmos with the officials at NASA then relate that information back to “Joe Public” so that there would be absolute understanding. I could talk with Big Agriculture and small farming families. They would understand how important it is to work together for the benefit of all…not just their pockets and bank accounts. I could talk with all the men of the world and help them to understand the importance of women and young girls. They would come to realize the true symbiotic nature of our existence. I would communicate with each and every deity there is or has ever been. They would relate back to their loyal followers the importance of love, acceptance, and togetherness for all sentient life.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Oasis.”
Hectic days and busy nights. The endless tweets and beeps. Appointment schedules to keep, meetings to attend. Errands to run and deadlines to…extend. Friends and family who need me and only me (because let’s face it, I’m the ONLY person who can help them).Everything is in continuous motion and my brain isn’t always in compliance with the demands of the day. But there’s an Oasis. In the Oasis, everything matters but nothing really matters in that moment. This Oasis is cozy. I enter. Then comes the audible pause of life. I sink. There’s a sound of slow thumps reminiscent of footsteps. Muffled glissando of youthful voices trailing behind content little people. I sink a little more. My thoughts float away on scented ethers of orange, tangerine, or vanilla nut bean. I sink deeper. A smile fills my face as I listen to the sound of my heart… from a warm bath, filled with bubbles, in a scented-candle lit room called…my oasis.