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Mommy? Do Hansel and Gretel have Pretzel M&M’s?

Exploring our enchanted forest on a rare warm March afternoon...looking for fairies and gnomes while watching the beautiful world around us wake-up! (actually trying to get one little fairy princess to hold my hand and NOT disappear into the woods looking for pretzel MM's!)

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“Mommy? Do you think Grandpa’s ghost will follow us to Myrtle Beach?”

Today is the one year anniversary of the earthquake and tsunami in Japan.

It is also the anniversary of my Daddy’s death.

My last post ended with my doorbell ringing. There wasn’t anyone there when I answered, and oddly enough, I was not at all surprised.

Ever since my father passed away, little weird things have been happening – some of them triggering sheer panic in my daughters who have developed an irrational fear of the bathroom- they claim to hear weird voices in there.

Thinking back on it, I realize it – the weird things – began the day he died.

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“Just Don’t Make Him – Don’t Make Anyone – Your Meatloaf!”

I woke up this morning with a tingling burst of schoolgirl excitement.

Today is the beginning of my “birthday octave” – the eight days before and the eight days after my birthday. The two week period where I get special treatment and goodies from my family – little things like breakfast in bed, dishes being done with having to ask anyone and delightful little trinkets at the most unexpected times.

We love to celebrate and entertain in my family. A LOT. And with so much celebrating, I cook. A LOT. The kitchen to me is such a passionate room, a magical place where bright colors and delicious smells, heavenly taste and animated conversations take place. Where promises are made, secrets are told and the bonds of friendships are strengthened – over good food and drink. Where individuality expresses itself in all sorts of flavors.

And where messes made by five kids are the easiest to clean up.

This morning’s mess came compliments of some science experiments…

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Wondering if Myrtle Beach has Master Baiters…

“How on earth did you manage to do this?” Randi asked, reaching for a box of tissues. “How did you manage to get me sick over Skype?”

“Somehow, I think your new golf partner, Steve, had something more to do with it,” I felt bad watching my best friend hack away, just as my family had been for the past 2 weeks. “Try some honey.”

“The last time I felt this crappy was after we went fishing together out on the Cape,” she sniffed and sent her daughter to the kitchen for the honey.

I had to laugh at her timing. Sometimes I think she and I could be twins. We finish each other’s sentences constantly and, millions of times we get on Skype to chat to each other and we find we’re wearing exactly the same colors or styles. I’m a firm believer in there being no such thing as “coincidences”, and clearly Randi and I have a past that goes way back – probably to past lives.

This time, she brought up fishing just as I was going through the “sports section” of our garage, looking for things to pack and things to get rid of.

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“Apparently, I Stripped Out of My Nurses Uniform Too Quickly.”

Apparently I stripped out of my nurses uniform too quickly.

I planned on spending more time on working on a couple of pendants I am in the process of watercolor painting. Between working on those and packing for our move to the ocean – Myrtle Beach or Cape Cod, I figured I’d have the perfect winter break while the girls rediscovered all the toys they’d gotten for Christmas. It would be a smooth, quiet vacation preparing for our haul.

How wrong I was…

My wooden Prismacolor watercolor pencils were laid out perfectly in a row, rinsing jar to my right, index cards with vibrant scribbles from the pencils surrounding me, the colors ready to be blended. My pendant, at this point still a black and white rendering of a Russian princess, begging me to add color to her world. My brush is a sable Series 7 Kolinsky, size 3/0…it’s miniscule…there’s about 20 bristles in it, and it’s my FAVORITE brush, I can paint the tiniest details perfectly.

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