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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.

Wednesday, July 07, 2010

Scribble and Scrambles ~ Pantry Magic

So I was going to post last night. But once I sat down on the couch and quit crying from the pain that involved and then had to get up again I vowed to never sit on the couch again. OUCH! But this morning is different. I can walk and sit without whimpering.

Glad I waited. Here's what happened to m
y pantry last night.

Before I went to bed.

This morning.