Soup of the Week – Philly Cheesesteak Edition

Philly cheesesteaks are not soup you say?

Oh, yes they are now!

OK, really they aren’t. And in fact, this recipe isn’t even a soup – it’s a stew. But believe me when Philly cheesesteaks meet Soup of the Week night, it’s a terrific pairing.

Enter Philly Cheesesteak Stew from The Cozy Apron. I found this recipe on Pinterest several weeks ago, back in the throes of the Never-Ending Polar Vortex. Remember that? The photo was what got me more than the name – all bread bowl and melted cheesy goodness. Anything in bread and under cheese has to be good. But how intriguing is a Philly cheesesteak stew? Very. Continue reading

TToT – Dreams of Spring

I had a dream the other night. It was about eggs.

Yes, eggs.

I dreamt that I found two eggs fallen from a tree – miraculously unbroken – and returned them gently and safely to the nest. That was pretty much the whole thing, but it was vivid. I asked the Hub what he thought and he immediately offered an interpretation. We decided that the dream was about potential and things to come and nurturing those ideas so that they come to maturity.

I like the idea of hopes and dreams being realized. And I like that we are coming (finally) out of the throes of winter and moving slowly into spring. I have to say slowly because we had snow here this week and rather cold temps at night. Like life, I suppose, all good things take time. A lot of time. Happily, though, we have had a hint or two more that things may be moving along for us. And so we continue to hold onto that hope. Continue reading

TToT – Falling into Place

Another week has flown by…and it’s been a big one. I don’t even think I’m going to need those Guard Virgins this time around!

It does not escape my notice that there seems to be sort of a theme or motif running through our lives right now. As I talked about in my last post, it definitely seems that whatever life has in store for us is starting to be revealed piece by piece. This week I am very thankful to see the big picture starting to take shape. Continue reading



The throwing back by a body or surface of light, heat, or sound without absorbing it. An image that is seen in a mirror or on a shiny surface. Something that shows the effect, existence, or character of something else. A thing that is a consequence of or arises from something else. Serious thought or consideration.

Two completely unconnected incidents - a spoken phrase, a brief interaction – collided yesterday and sent me into deep reflection about each of them, separately and together. It did not take long for me to realize that I have been heartbroken. It’s a strong and dramatic word for sure, but it’s true. Events in our fairly recent past left me heartbroken – and it took me until just yesterday to be able to see it and to give it a name. Continue reading

TToT – Back From My Break

A friend recently told me that she wasn’t aware I was taking a break from posting here.

Neither was I.

But it seems that’s exactly what I’ve done. Other than my TToT posts, the last few weeks have indeed been something of a blogging break here. It’s not a bad thing and I’m not apologizing for it. I’ve seen bloggers here and there put up gushing posts about how sorry they are that they’ve been missing. I’m not doing that.

Why on earth would anyone apologize for focusing their attention on real life? I’m owning my break. Honestly? I feel like it’s a great sign that I’m doing exactly what I’ve been thinking and talking about for so long – making the choices that I know are best for me and my family and not second-guessing myself. OK, so stepping back from the screen here for a few weeks wasn’t exactly intentional, but it happened. And it’s been a good thing. Continue reading

TToT – Fast Pass Edition

How is it possible that a week has gone by so incredibly slow and incredibly fast at the same time?

And then the weekend did the same thing? It was Friday afternoon like five seconds ago…how is it Sunday evening already?

Since we’re down to the wire here, I’m jumping in on the tail end of the TToT hop this weekend. I really didn’t want to skip and fall out of the habit (yes, it would be that easy for me), so no frills attached, here we go. Continue reading

TToT – Letting Go

I’ve been missing from blogland a little lately. I can’t say it was anything intentional – more of a development as the last couple of weeks unfolded. It’s been a bit of a bumpy road lately and I really thought about bagging the TToT this weekend just to take a breath. But I’ve said all along that those are probably the weeks we need to do it more than any – at least that’s true for me.

As I thought back over the last couple of weeks – and this week in particular, I have found many moments of gladness among the rough spots. And in quite a few instances, there is the idea – or perhaps better the lesson – of letting go and moving on… Continue reading

TToT – Light from Darkness

As I was putting together my list of Thankfuls for the week, I realized that there was something of a theme at work.

We’ve had several “darker” moments this week – things that just haven’t been the most positive or haven’t gone quite the way we would have liked. But in several instances, a positive and much lighter scenario emerged from the darker event.

Daylight Savings Time has returned, giving us more light at the end of the day. For a while, though, the mornings will once again be dark. None of us love the darker mornings, but we know that will change again very soon and the days will be even longer and lighter. Continue reading

Traditions Old and New

Tradition – the transmission of customs or beliefs from generation to generation, or the fact of being passed on in this way.

When we think of traditions, it is easy to think of things that have been handed down for many generations. Tradition is the way we’ve always done things. But traditions had to start somewhere, didn’t they? And was it called “tradition” when it was done for the first time? Of course not.

In the play Fiddler on the Roof (or film version, if you prefer), Tevye is a father who holds fast to his traditions. He struggles with the fact that his children are growing up, moving out, and starting new traditions of their own. He wants them, understandably, to hold fast to the things he holds dear and eventually comes to realize that while tradition surely keeps us rooted to our past, we must also be willing to plant the seeds of the future. Continue reading