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Coffee – My Life Would Suck Without You


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Cup of Joe

Rocket Fuel

Bean Juice

Sweet Nectar of Life

Go Juice


Liquid Energy

Whatever way you say it, I simply cannot live without the stuff. I drink it black (no cream, no sugar) and lots of it. Most days about two pots, yes, I said POTS, not cups.  I’m actually sort of coffee snob.  When you drink your coffee black and so much of it, crappy coffee just will not do.  I mail order it.   A box of whole bean goodness arrives every three weeks.

By the time each of my kids turned five, they knew how to make coffee.  They also knew that the magical stuff turned the bed-headed (is that a word? Well, it is now), Medusa-looking, foaming at the mouth, mean ogre into a loving and happy woman who would bake muffins and shit.  They still marvel at the magical beans.


Yeah, yeah, I’ve read that coffee is bad for you, but I’ve also read that coffee is good for you and since I’ve always been taught to look for the good in everyone, I choose the latter.  It isn’t just good for me, I would die without it.  (No, I’m not exaggerating even a tiny bit) Once, I tried a cleanse which included no coffee for three days. The first day I had a headache, the second day my head was spinning and green foam was coming out of my ears, the third day, well..let’s just say that I’m not allowed in several businesses in Mercer County, NJ anymore.


Maybe it’s the day after Christmas sugar buzz wearing off or perhaps the therapy is finally working, but I’ve been thinking about how coffee is an analogy for life.

The coffee beans aren’t much on their own, but when you apply pressure to them and add water amazing things can happen. Pressure or stress can pulverize you, but instead of lying broken (or ground up), you can add what you have on hand (even if it is in short supply) to create something beautiful, invigorating and delicious.

I, like most people, have a story to tell, have had devastating life events and days where I have felt beat up, run over and wanting to hide.  Instead of curling up into a ball in my blanket fort, I have decided to add hard work, creativity and inspiration and on a daily basis create something wonderful.  Sure, some days my coffee and my life choices turn out bad:   too strong, bitter, burnt, but on most days the result is something fabulous:  warming, energizing, comforting.

Last night, I created this art journal page inspired by a YouTube video and my love of coffee.   Ok, yes, I know they are tea bags, but bags of coffee just didn’t work into the design.  Today, instead of worrying about how bad things are, what bills are due, what lies ahead, just take life “one cup at a time”. Trust me, all will look just a bit brighter (unless you run out of coffee, and then, my friend, sorry, but it’s every man (or woman) for themself.

One Cup at a Time

Until next time…



Yeah, I’m a Bit of a Nerd


After taking an amazing class with Dyan Reavely in October, I couldn’t wait to practice some of my newly-learned mixed media techniques.  This girl was just itching to come out..because, yeah..I’m kind of a nerd.



There are all kinds of “nerds” out there. Dictonary.com defines “nerd” as:

nerd  [nurd]  noun Slang.

1.a stupid, irritating, ineffectual, or unattractive person.
2.an intelligent but single-minded person obsessed with a nonsocial hobby or pursuit: a computer nerd.

I take issue with the first definition.  No one is stuipid, irritating, ineffectual or unattractive all of the time.  I’m certainly all of those things some of the time, but not all of the time. If being that way some of the time makes me a nerd, so be it.

The second definition hits home.  I’m a bit of a nerd.  I love to read and watch kids movies. I’m single-minded and obsessed with a non-social hobby or pursuit: Art.

I completely love Urbandictionary.coms definitions of nerd. My personal favorites are:

1. Nerd
One whose IQ exceeds his weight.
(Nope, not me)
2. nerd
An individual persecuted for his superior skills or intellect, most often by people who fear and envy him.
(Maybe me, occasionally 🙂 )
3. Nerd
An ‘individual’, i.e. a person who does not conform to society’s beliefs that all people should follow trends and do what their peers do. Often highly intelligent but socially rejected because of their obsession with a given subject, usually computers. Unfortunately, nerds seem to have problems breeding, to the detriment of mankind as a whole.
(Yep, totally me, but not the computer part and I had little issues breeding)
6. Nerd
(Or Dudette, but YES, spot ON!)

Are you a nerd? Can you quote every Star Trek or Star Wars episode or movie? Do computers make your heart pitter-patter? When you get a new pack of scrapbook paper do you have to smell it or lick it? (um, not like I have done that, really..ok..moving on :o)

Does music make you giddy?  Can you rattle off statistics on the 1994 superbowl? Do you read everything including the back of the dishwasher tablet package? If you answered yes to any of these questions, then yes, you are a nerd.  And, ya know what? That’s a GREAT thing!  You are you!  You are wonderful and unique and incredible! You have gifts that others may not appreciate, but they make YOU happy and that, my friends is all that truly matters.  

Keep on being you today.  Embrace you. Embrace what makes you YOU.

And just cuz, well, nerds rule..here are a few quotes about nerds to empower you today:

“If you like nerds, raise your hand. If you don’t, raise your standards.” 
― Violet Haberdasher

“Nerd. One whose unbridled passion for something, or things, defines who they are as a person, without fear of other people’s judgement.” 
― Zachary Levi

“Gentleman, nerd girls are the world’s greatest under-utilized romantic resource. And guys do not tell me that nerd girls aren’t hot because that shows a Paris Hilton-esque failure to understand hotness.” 
― John Green

Until next time…


Dream Big, My Friends


Last night, I had the urge to paint – just a tug at my heart to create a small canvas. The canvas front is a small whimsical girl with a bird whispering in her ear.  I imagine that the bird is telling her to dream big and grow wings to make those dreams come true. It’s far from my best work, but it is from the heart and isn’t that what art is – speaking from the heart?


Although, you have to look to see the sides (as it is a deep canvas), I felt drawn to paint them, too.  In dreams and in life, you often have to look deeper than the surface.The sides are glass bead gel with purple acrylic paint through a stencil and then sprayed with Dylusions Spray. Colorful, full of texture — that describes my dreams for 2014 and beyond.


A few years ago, a former co-worker introduced me to Rumi, one of the most influential Persian poets of the 13th century.  His words speak to me on a deep level (Rumi’s words, not the co-worker, although he was a pretty neat guy, too) and I often find myself reading his words when I am going through a rough patch (or even a happy patch!).

The below quotes by Rumi encourage and inspire me to dream and work to make those dreams come true.






When I was a little girl, my big dream was to be an author.  I pictured myself in a little cottage with a white picket fence on Nantucket Island (off the Massachusets coast) writing my days away. I imagined sipping coffee while looking over the water.

 I loved to read (still do) and write (a bit rusty there now).  I would write poetry, plays and short stories, but life has a way of taking it’s own course.  I never did move to Nantucket or become an author, yet….

Many years later, I live about as far from a coast as you can in the US (in North Central Missouri)..but I’m writing this while sipping my coffee looking over our lake. One of my big dreams for 2014 is to write a book.  Ok, it may be an e-book, but it is a book and I WILL write it this year.  It’s never too late to go for those dreams. They may not take the same shape or form as the dreams you originally birthed, but they are out there for your reaching and it is NEVER too late.


What dreams do you hold in your heart? To open a business? To get paid for your art work? To write a book?  Nurture those dreams. Write them down.  Share your dream with friends and family. And then..make a plan to reach them.  You will never regret having the courage to reach for your dreams..you will only have regrets if you never do.

Until next time..


Joy….a Journey to Me


As part of my journey toward Joy, I created this canvas today.  It was in my head and itching to get out.  The girl represents me and the word “Joy” is prominent..the art is part of my healing and a big part of my journey.  I’ll hang this in the house to remind myself that 2014 is my year of Joy..I will find what brings me Joy, and work toward it while becoming the best me that I can be.



Until next time..


Seek Joy…



Bah Humbug and…Joy….


So, we are coming up on Christmas and, for the first time ever, I’m not especially looking forward to it.  I’ve been in a “bad place” lately and just can’t seem to get out of it.   No motivation, no joy and no “umph”.  Sure, the decorations are up and the shopping is mostly done.  Of course, the holiday party invites have been sent..I’m going through the motions..but doing nothing more. It’s not you, Christmas, it’s me.

 I’ve decided that 2014 will be my year to find joy.  That is my word of the year – JOY.  I hope to find it through exploring art (I’ve signed up for some courses to help me with that) and exploring me.  What makes me “tick”, what brings me joy, what makes me want to get out of bed in the morning (besides the dogs whining to go out). What my true passions are.  I’m working for myself now, but not finding joy in it.  I know the joy is there somewhere, but I don’t know where to find it.  I’m confident that I will find it in 2014.

My heart has always been in words and creating..perhaps, I’ll find the joy and my true life’s passion there.

Below, is my first face (that sounds funny, doesn’t it?), that I drew in the Tamara LaPorte’s Fabulous Faces course.  I’ve only done week one, so far (I know, it’s easy to figure that one out).  I’ve been looking at this face and realizing that it represents me, now, in a few important ways:

  • My eyes have always been my best feature 
  • She is staring blankly
  • The mouth is not smiling 
  • She is just there

Yes, yes, I know..this all sounds so down and depressing..it is..BUT..I know that there is JOY right around the corner and I am on a mission to hunt it down and embrace it!



So how will I find joy this year?  

Through art, through self-examination (not self-breast examination, although that is VERY important, too! – take care of the Tatas!)..through counseling and discussion, through trying new things, through journaling (art and written), through meds (yep, no sense in pretending otherwise!) and more.  I want to be the best version of myself that I can.

I can see JOY around the corner…and she is taunting me..I’m gonna find that bitch! 😀

Till next time…