spring it on

While I do enjoy the rain and sipping tea by a warm fireplace, at heart, I’m just a spring kind of girl.

All it takes is a spring breeze to get me to thinking about lemonade, pink toe nail polish and the beautiful white sands that only exists in places far, far, away.

Maybe it’s the long days, the idea of walking on the beach, hanging out at the local outdoor market or grilling up lunch with family, but like a smooth talkin’ sailor, spring has a way of coaxing me out of my shell, and convincing me I can do just about anything.

And for me that means painting a couple of rooms, cleaning out my closets and digging up a space for a small garden.

I also feel more inspired to take a trip or take a drive. Whatever we decide on, fun is definitely on my to-do list this season.

Spring rises hope. And who doesn’t need a little bit of that.

Me at one of my favorite spots up the California Central Coast


Whatever spring conjures up in you, I hope you’ll find something here that inspires you.

This season, I’ll be talking about how color impacts your mood and how you can easily and affordably incorporate your favorite colors into your living space.

I’ll share some of my favorite decluttering tips (something I’m doing a lot of right now) and some before and after pictures of our work around the house.

I have some interviews with expert organizers coming up so feel free to send me your questions and I’ll be sure to ask them for you.

We’ll also talk about how to eliminate the emotional clutter that can hold you down, because spring cleaning is about more than just the literal clutter. It’s a good time to take out the emotional trash as well.

I’ll have some recipes to share (Finally!) and of course we’ll talk a little spring beauty, too.

In Menopause Minute I’ll be featuring some menopause professionals. I can’t wait to hear what they have to say on issues like getting pregnant in menopause (Ouch!) and sex during menopause. (ooh la la)

I’m happy to share that I’ll be featuring my very first guest bloggers this season (and the crowd goes wild) AND I’ve been invited to be a guest blogger, as well. (cue the applause)

So, what’s on your list of things to do this season? Whatever it is, I’d love to hear from you!

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Happy spring to you, my dear friends.


Thinking Out Loud: home

Thinking Out Loud: home

When I was growing up my dad always said “A house is just a house. it’s up to you to make it a home. To make it a place where people want to gather”

Home: A place where something flourishes.

I Think We Need Adult Drivers Education

I Think We Need Adult Drivers Education

I have my pet peeves. There’s no doubt about. Last week, after doing a little grocery shopping, I was headed to my car when I noticed this parking situation.



Granted, neither of these cars belong to me. Still, why in the world do people park this close? Look at the lines on the ground. Could that truck be parked any worse (insert eye roll).


As if I wasn’t already annoyed, I came across this wandering shopping cart.


While this isn’t my car either, a few weeks ago–and although I parked so far away from the store it may as well have been in Egypt–I returned to find a ding in my door.

I guarantee you it’s because someone with a lack of respect for other peoples things parked too close to my car, or they just let their cart wander off without any regard for others.

The moral of the story; treat others the way you want to be treated…please?


Is Your Kitchen A Window To Your Soul?

Is Your Kitchen A Window To Your Soul?


Re-define perfection based on your ideals rather than those dictated by society~April 

I once read somewhere that the kitchen is a window to a woman’s soul. If that’s true, what these botched cookies say about me is a little offensive (laugh).

Despite my efforts to create distance between me and the ‘perfection trap,’ when I recently flubbed some chocolate chip cookies, I found myself acting like a mad Betty Crocker.

I blamed the oven. The ingredients. The humidity. I kept reminding everyone that I  really could cook. I even cited the last time I baked them and how beautifully they came out.

But that wasn’t enough. I tried to get my husband to confirm that I had baked them ‘perfectly’ many times before, by prompting him to tell everyone how good they were.


Because on a subconscious level I don’t want to be labeled a bad baker or cook. I don’t want anyone peering into “the kitchen window of my soul” and seeing anything but perfection. No one wants a mess, do you?

The odds are, you can relate.

Without a thought (and clearly forgetting my promise to myself to live life unfiltered) I walked over to the trash intending to toss the cookies, and start over. And that’s when it hit me that I had fallen off the wagon. I wanted my guests to believe that I don’t make mistakes.

While I am a good cook, I didn’t get to that place without botching recipes. And as you can see, I still have my bad days in the kitchen. So did our mother’s and grandmother’s. That’s why generational recipes are so good–someone has already worked out the kinks  for us.

Instead of starting over I plated the cookies, served vanilla ice cream and told everyone they could eat them or move on.

The truth is, most chose to pass on the cookies. But for the first time in my life, I was okay with it. I didn’t obsess over it or get my feelings hurt when the cookies were still there or when some teased me. It was freeing!

Maybe it’s just me, but I think those ruined cookies look just as beautiful on that white plate as the perfectly baked.

End of post.

Do you think the kitchen is a window to your soul?