A Fragrant Palm

 

I don’t remember which trip to Colorado it was, but since at this point all of them have sort of blurred together I suppose it doesn’t matter—and at any rate, the timing isn’t the point.  The point is, I came home, made a spontaneous trip to Home Depot for… something?  (Again, the actual purpose of the errand is irrelevant) and came home with a Majesty Palm tree.

 

Because I have no sense of proportion.

 

I don’t know what came over me, I just saw her there and she had to come home with me.

potted palm tree in front of glass doors

Her name is Madge

 

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The Perfect Mug of Hot Chocolate

 

It’s been two months since Lucy Grove-Jones (if you’re not already a fan, you have my permission to go discover her right now—I’ll still be here when you get back) posted the comment that made me realize how many people are drinking cocoa wrong.  Now, at the time I said I’d be fixing this in October, so I’m running just about on time by my standards.

 

Frodo "you're late" from LotR

And you’re Gandalf’s errand bitch, you hairy garden gnome.  Let’s not point fingers, eh?

 

Here follows the very simple story of cocoa, made correctly

 

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