crisp, cloudy, golden sunday morning

mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm, what i look forward to about autumn.

cinnamon.
apples. (and cinnamon combined!)
cold, dry air with the smell of fireplaces warming up cold homes.
pumpkin everything.
did i mention pumpkin everything?
soft, comfy sweaters.
long underwear. (yyyyuuuuuuuummmm to my body)
scarves and woolly hats.
Charlie Brown and The Great Pumpkin
A Charlie Brown Thanksgiving
baking cookies.
just baking!
children wearing so many layers that they look like marshmallows with feet.
gloves! i love gloves!
chapstick. yay for this invention and the serenity it brings to me.
wool, knee-high socks. (we're besties)
arroz con leche en la manana. (mmmmmmmmm...)
homemade artichoke heart dip. fuck ya! (maybe i should make some tomorrow...) :)
hot soup. hot, hot, hot, hot soup. in buckets.
hot pots of tea!
blowing kisses at leaves as they fall off the trees. (try it, it's glorious)
watching squirrels scamper around with their stuffed cheeks.
meringue on pie. lemon meringue pie.
PIE!
mmmmmmmmmmmm, pie.
watching my husband watching football. :)
seeing my breath float in a haze around my face. freaking awesome. every time.
exhaling extra slow in order to maximize the steamy goodness in the air.
cold cheeks glowing red when i walk in a heated room.
dogs in sweaters. ( i know, but i heart it)
everyone's nipples poking through their tops. (it's kind of hilarious)
how everyone decides to wear brown, purple, and orange for some reason? :)
burrowing under heavy blankets whenever possible.
pretending to hibernate in said blankets.

i love autumn.

gaaaaaaaaah wednesday

Can anybody tell me what happens when a human dies?

Only those whom have died and returned may apply.


Until I find out, I'll be meandering about the face of the Earth.


Thanks.

hold you forever saturday

Sang this with serenity smile as I made chocolate strawberry pie this morning. I love you.

homepdx sunday

"We believe that people deserve to be loved simply because they exist. We believe in full equality for women; people of all religions (or no religion); people of all races, nationalities, backgrounds, sexual preference, economic and social classes."

bathroom humor friday

i shared the greatest idea with my husband this week.

"We're going to do something."

"What?"

"The next time either of us poops, I am going to wipe your butt and you are going to wipe my butt- to prepare us for when we get really old and have to do it for real."

"No."

"I'm wiping your ass."

[husband walks out of room]

I think he'll catch on.

siren sunday morning

i am the sea
i wash the world
i create FREE
free to flow
free to crash
free to destroy
free to form into being
terrifying beauty, boldness,
peace
i am the ocean
i am the sea
i am she

quirks to smile about Saturday

I woke up this morning and decided to make salsa. I had chopped 3 or 4 medium white onions two days ago and soaked them in the juice of 5 small squeezed lemons, pinch of sea salt, 3tsp cumin, dash of parsley and some paprika for kicks. This had been marinating in my fridge and begged for more.

This morning, in olive-green a-shirt and baggy, grey pajama pants- I wielded my weapon of choice with pleasure filled mastery. (One of those knives with curved top and tear-drop divets in the sharp end of the blade...I like to think of it as the Moby Dick of knives in my kitchen).

3 yellow, 3 red, and 1 green bell pepper: de-seed, slice and dice. Throw it in the bucket!
1 fresh jalapeno: slightly de-seeded, sliced, and diced. Throw it in the bucket!
2 mondo-normous gargantuan tomatoes: de-seed, slice, dice. You know the drill :)
1 bundle of leaf-picked and finely chopped cilantro- of course. helloooooo!

Now I am happily kissed in my nostrils and lungs by steeping, crisp salsa as I stir in finely chopped chives. Savoring the marriage of lemon, onion, and cumin pouring over each colorful bit of delic-itude. YESSSSSSSSSS! I! HAVE! MADE! SALSA!

I crash in more spices now! Cumin, cumin cumin! Paprika! Dry red pepper seeds! A wee bit of Dry, crushed coriander and sea salt for one fatty happy family. :)

As I stuff my happy fatty face with heaps of salsa on top of olive-oil grilled corn-tortillas I am remiss of garlic. This will be remedied tomorrow morning :)

Food like this makes my brain sexy.