Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Have you visited this blog?
K. So it's maybe a little mean-spirited to mock the labor of others....but...should you be in a mood to laugh at a few questionable designs and outright mess-ups complete with snarky comments. Well, there you go.
The link to a post with cakes in the theme of feet is uh...very appetizing.