Ode to Calorimetry

Don't let it be said that I can't do things with single-minded obsession. Find a good pattern and use it up, by God! Actually, I made the burgundy headscarf for a dear friend that I owed...big time. Then a request came in to make two more for gifting...hence the earth-tone and jewel-tone versions.

The last request came from my mama. She bought her own preferred color palette and I accommodated her request. Each and every one gets a genuine "Tina Trial Run" so I can document my creations for posterity. What can I say? That's just the way I roll.

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Creep

Have you ever used the internet to look up an old flame? How about an old arch-enemy? Did you have the intention to reconnect? Me neither.

Sweet Tooth

Can a chocoholic have other confectionary favorites?

I Remember...

I remember catching fireflies, putting them in a jar, as a girl of five. I picked pears off a tree that overhung an alleyway on my route home from school, then enjoyed the forbidden fruit. .I had a golden cat who chased a gray mouse through our living room sending my mother, 3-year old sister, and me screaming atop the sofa and chairs. We lived in a farmhouse and I watched Romper Room. A daddy longlegs skittered across my dirty kid legs as I teeter-tottered on a broken kitchen chair back. I played grocery store and laid out a bedroll for group nap time in preschool. We lived in an apartment attached to a bakery. My maternal grandparents visited and a photo was snapped. Grandma held Dawn and Grandpa held me. I held Grandpa's chin. Walking through the back of the flour-caked kitchen, I saw scrumptious pastries and colorful toys stuck in the cupcakes with my hungry kids eyes. We lived in a two-story apartment building next door to a large farmer's field. That field was my

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