Anyone who says they have only one life to live must not know how to read a book. ~Author Unknown

I love sharing books.  A great way to find authors you like, or don't like.  I think you can share a bond with people you exchange books with.
When I saw this the other day, it just made me happy.  I don't know how long it has been there but after living in Ukiah for 8 years, I just found it.  I don't live in this neighborhood but I want to donate some books to this Neighborhood Library.

Not a quote but A French Saying

"Measure the girth of a chef and you can rate his restaurant."

I found this quote when I was putting a cook book together for my sister's bridal shower present. 
I love the idea of this.  You can visualize a big jolly chef and know he must create delicious comforting foods. 
But I know that this saying couldn't really be true. Chefs of all different sizes have proved their culinary talents.  Some are just lucky to have a high metabolism.  

All In A Word

Just sharing a word that has stuck with me for many years. 
This is a word that I learned in a vocabulary lesson in high school.  I thought it was quite a useless word because I have never heard it used.  I know I would never use it.  But I guess the vocabulary lesson worked because I still remember the word, its spelling, and the definition.
So here it is.
ANTEPENULTIMATE
an·te·pe·nul·ti·mate
(an-tee-pi-nuhl-tuh-mit)
adjective: third from the end

Have you ever used that word? I haven't.

My Day Off

I usually work Monday through Friday.  Occasionally I work a Saturday and get a week day off.  I feel like those are bonus days.  Sometimes I waste these days by cleaning the whole day and then I am always bummed at the end of the day.  It feels like a wasted day.  So today, I was determined to enjoy my day and at the end of the day say, "That was a good day off."  Well it is the end of the day and I was a success.
Today I didn't wake up to my alarm - I woke up to Kyle's alarm.  I am always up before Kyle and therefore wake him up. But if I get the opportunity to not set my alarm, I ask him to set his.  I don't know why.  I wake up to his alarm before he does.  Anyway, it still counts. I love not waking up to my alarm.
Today I got to watch Rachael Ray's daytime show.  I usually only get to watch this when I am home sick.  Today was a repeat but that doesn't matter since I hadn't seen it. 
I had a small list of things I hoped to get to.  I successfully paid the rent, called Comcast since our bill is way to high and I was able to save $15 a month, and arranged for a new wireless mouse to be sent to me as my brand new one is defective.  I straightened up just a bit. 
My favorite parts came later.  I picked up lunch for Kyle and I and surprised him at work at lunch and kidnapped him and took him to the park to eat. 
I also had a spur of the moment idea to get a manicure.  I haven't had a manicure in four years.  I called a zillion places before I found a place that could take me but I got in.  I wasn't sure if I should spend the money on this but I decided to do it and I am so happy I did it. 
Then what?  Oh yeah, I had extra time to make dinner.  Running home after work to make dinner can really drag the fun out of it.  So I wanted to make something a little special.  I decided on lasagna because I haven't made it in years.  And to top it off, I made lasagna roll ups.  I thoroughly enjoyed being able to calmly make dinner without rushing.  Along with my lasagna I made a delicious italian salad and garlic bread.  Mmmmmm! It was scrumptious!  Do look -

And the best part is....I have lots of leftovers. 

AND:  It is 8:00 and dinner is done, eaten, and the dishes are done and often times we are just sitting down to eat at 8:00.  Crazy.

What Comes Down . . . Comes Down!

Enjoy this little diddy while I explain why I love the rain.

A picture’s worth a thousand words. 

Or in some cases four.  And in this case the four words are:

I LOVE THE RAIN.

Ironically, most people around me are complaining that it is raining and it is June.  But me… I am loving it. 
I recently realized a fear of mine.  The fear of the last rain.  You never know when the last rain is going to be and the hot Hot HOT season starts and doesn’t let up.  Some might think it is silly to have this fear but to each their own.  It isn’t like I said it was my greatest fear.
So what do I love about the rain.  Um, everything!

And since it encompasses all your senses, that is how I am going to break this down. 
Sight: I love the big dark clouds that come with a good rainstorm. I love watching the rain pound on the street, watching it bounce back up.
Smell: I love the smell as it first starts to rain.  If at all possible I run outside when it first starts raining and take a big whiff.
Hearing: If I wake up and hear the swooshing of the cars driving through the rain, I wake up smiling. If I wake up and hear the rain hit hitting the window, it’s going to be a good day. The other day I was driving in the rain. When I got to my destination I turned off the noisy engine, turned off the radio and just sat there and listened.
Touch: I love being caught in the rain without an umbrella.  I have purposely left my house when it is pouring without grabbing a jacket or umbrella.  Of course, I don’t want to be wet all day.  But if I can get dry afterwards, why not.
Taste: Ok, I don’t normally stick my tongue out to taste the rain so this might be a stretch but… what could be better than sitting by the window while it is raining, reading a good book and drinking hot chocolate. 
Let it pour!

Words can express....

About a year ago, Kyle and I decided we were going to find one unique item at a time that would be something special for our apartment.
My latest find. Yes I said "MY".  This was something I found and totally suits me but Kyle said he wouldn't mind it in our apartment. 

Here it is-


In case you can't read it, which it is pretty small, it says -

This is how my day went. I woke up in the blue bedroom looking at the cracked ceiling.  Then I dressed in a hurry and snuck out the side door and walked into town.  I stopped by the new cafe and drank a bowl size cup of coffee.  I walked in the warm sand down to the beach.  Early in the morning it was quite there.  I laid on my towel and I looked at my feet that were tan and pretty against the crashing waves.  The seagulls watched me. But only for the possibility of food. My hair whipped my face. I sat up to read the book I brought with me. It was a perfect day.

I was drawn to this sign for several reasons.
1.  It gave me a calm feeling.
2. My feet are the only part of my body that tans and I thought that was funny.

3.  I love to read on the beach.
4.  All in all- how wonderful for such simple things make a perfect day. 

I found this sign at a cute little store in Port Angeles, WA.  The store was called Fiddleheads.  One of those little stores that has a lot of random things, jewelry, stationary, lots of signs like this one, books, all sorts of things. One of those stores draw you in by its appearance. See what I mean....

When I found this sign, I thought "I could make this and save the $36.95 plus tax." But... would I ever really do it.  I know better than that. Plus that defeats the idea of finding neat little things for our apartment and with that a story to share with you.