Why is Sophie mad?

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Sophie & Sidney

Kicked my addiction

At the end of 2009 I made A LOT of changes to my diet. One of those changes included reducing the number of Diet Coke's I consumed. While I won't confess that number let's just say it was WAY too much. There are a lot of opinions on the ingredient Aspartame and I'll just say that with anything... moderation... moderation. Having said that, I decided to give up the sodium, or at least the volume I could control. High blood pressure runs in both sides of my family and that was what I received the year I turned 40. It was a sad parting since my morning started with my old friend. I love the taste! I went through the caffeine withdrawal and have survived the change.

This lone can has been sitting in the garage for a while. I see it often and think I should drink it just to get rid of it. I think for now I'll leave it. Will I ever have another Diet Coke? Sure, from time to time - in moderation. I'm sure my body appreciates the volume of water it now gets but my taste buds sure miss our old friend.

Are you my mother?

Garden visitor Summer 2009

I really enjoyed my garden visitors last year and hope I am treated to their appearance this year.

Online Albums - Monument Rocks

Here are some photos from our trip to Western Kansas to see the Monument Rocks. They literally rise up from no where.

Mama

Saturday, February 27th, was the one year anniversary that my precious Mama died. I had thought about blogging about it but the pain is still too great. I miss her so much. Instead of dwelling on the sadness I took time to notice all the things in my home that connect us. Small things, silly things, things made with love. The oven mitt shown below was a gift from Mama over 10 years ago. I love my cats and this mitt has been in my kitchen ever since. And, no, I never use it.

Mama is buried back home in Georgia, over 1,100 miles away, so I can't visit her grave. On Saturday we took new flowers to Elmer's grave [Barry's father]. We took him bright Orange & cheerful poppies. With the last of winter hanging around they were a happy spot in the cemetery against the dormant brown grass and leafless trees.



Mama, my love for you lives on with your memory. Thank you for... everything.