Versatile Blogger Award

First, and foremost, I must thank Chape Personal Trainer for nominating me for the Versatile Blogger Award!  I’m honored.  Chape’s blog is dedicated to a wonderful movement of helping others achieve their fitness goals! 


 The Rules:

  1. Thank the person that nominated you and include link to their blog.
  2. Nominate at least 15 bloggers. When nominating bloggers–please keep in mind the quality of their writing, the uniqueness of their subject matter, and the level of love they display virtually.
  3. Link your nominees and let them know about their nomination.
  4. Share seven facts about yourself.

My facts:

  • I pinch my cheeks for a natural blush.
  • I crave Indian and Mexican food… daily.
  • I love the color teal.
  • I have two tattoos and am in the mood for another.
  • I can’t get enough of It’s Always Sunny in PA
  • Dishonest people make my blood boil.
  • And, I used to live across the street from Michael Jackson.  No really, I did.

My nominees:

Running w/o Scissors 

Corks and Kale

Must Be This Tall to Ride

The Waiting

Rhyming with Wine

Be Like Water

Momma’s Bacon 

Ben’s Bitter Blog 

Kids Crumbs and Crackers 

All in A Dad’s Work

Ali Does It Herself 

Beyond The Lyme Life

Crud My Kids Say

Quirky Writing Corner

Dirty Sci-Fi Buddha
Thanks again and happy blogging friends 

~g

Morning Conversations 

Sometimes, Monday mornings are rough. You know, rolling out of bed groggy while attempting to re-establish weekday routines. Playing out the idea of hooky on a Monday inside your head.  Wishing to sink back into your pillow. Little things can feel rushed Monday morning. Like, conversations with your three-year-old. (Almost four-year-old).   

Over peanut-buttered-jelly toast and applesauce McKinley discussed her dream to me.  And we didn’t rush.  

“Were you by the pink and blue hydrangeas last night?” McKinley asked. 

I played along, “Oh yes! I was.” 

“And did you see Papa? He was playing with me in my dreams last night!”  (She is referring to my late father who passed away). 

“Oh really?! What were you guys doing?” 

“Papa was pushing us on the swings, but I was younger,” says McKinley very grown up. 

  
Sometimes it stirs these bottomless emotions inside me, but other times it brings comfort knowing he visits her. Still keeping us all safe. Still staying close.  

~g

Where do you get inspiration? 

I get my inspiration from my 3-year-old. I dedicated a wall to McKinley’s art work. It’s been a slow coming master piece. 

 
~g

Wordless Wednesday