I had an epiphany last night: I am happiest when I am creating
something. Whether I am cooking, baking, knitting, making music, or
designing a card to send to a friend, all of these things are interwoven into the
core of my being . It’s more than a desire to be creative for the sake of
creativity; I enjoy seeing something come to life that was previously nonexistent.
(Catherine alluded to this in one of her recent posts as well.) This
children’s book is an endearing one my mom used to read to her
kindergarten students which tells a sweet story alluding to this idea.
Speaking of cooking, I’ve been a cooking/baking fiend this week. Due to
a potluck fundraiser at work, I made homemade macaroni & cheese,
peanut butter blossoms (mere cookies turn into blossoms with a Hershey
kiss on top), and just for kicks and grins, turkey sugar cookies.
It’s a good thing they taste as good as they look because it was a
laborious and painstaking process to keep the dough cold enough to
ensure the turkey looked like a turkey and not some strangely deformed
In honor of the beautiful day I planned my lunch break to include a mile stroll, accompanied by a past Relevant podcast. And while today’s 70 degree temperatures mask the fact that it’s fall, this weekend I bought my Christmas cards at Crane
and, after arriving home, began listening to some tunes from the
season. Call it early if you wish, but I welcome it with open arms and