'It was only a kiss'

Those who know me will probably know how much I love music. I have something playing almost all the time (at this very moment? Zelda by the Lonely H just in case you were wondering).

I have never found it easy to categorize what type of music I love. I have leanings for certain -- alternative, singer-songwriter type stuff -- but in general, I just love music.

That being said there are some songs that evoke just a little more in me. These songs may not even come right to mind when I am thinking of those "Favorite Songs" that we are all supposed to have, but there is something about them.

One such song for me is Mr. Brightside by The Killers. I have loved that song since the first time I heard it and have been singing along with it ever since. Of course, it got a little too much airplay for my taste and I grew a little tired of it for awhile, but it is an older song now, and when it happens to play, well, it just puts a smile on my face.

I love that. This little 3:43 second song (yes, I just looked that up :)) can, at least for a few seconds, make me forget the traffic I am sitting in, or the deadline stress I am facing or any of the other myriad of things that so occupy my mind.

Mr. Brightside - The Killers

"Jealousy, turning saints into the seas

Swimming through sick lullabies..."

The Killers

Flour everywhere

I had the day off work today. It was wonderful to have the break in routine. For some reason, days off during the week are always more fun for me.

After the requisite sleeping in, I puttered around trying to decide what I wanted to do with my day. After a few false starts -- giving myself a little manicure, folding some clothes -- I settled on a course of action. Eggs.

Eggs, you ask? What in the world? Well, we have 3.5 dozen eggs in our refrigerator. We get milk and eggs delivered to a box on our front porch every Monday morning (much to the consternation of our dog) and we do not go through eggs that quickly. So, the surplus.

I perused recipes, looking for things to do with eggs. I made deviled eggs. Ok. 6 down. 3 dozen to go. Then I made chocolate chip cookies. Seeing that four hours later they are almost gone, I think that was a good choice. Hey, it made a dent in the third carton of eggs.

Since I was in the kitchen and out of egg ideas, I started some whole wheat bread. While I was waiting for the yeast to dissolve, I ran into a problem. I didn't have any buttermilk. So insert daily learning experience here. I made my own. 1 tablespoon of white vinegar added to 1 cup minus 1 tablespoon of milk. You let it sit for 5 minutes and voila, buttermilk!

Baking has always been something I enjoy. The smells, the warmth, the memories of my Grandma Roseanna -- all are good.

This is a pretty basic whole wheat bread recipe. It can be made in one day and the final product is good for sandwiches.

“If thou tastest a crust of bread, thou tastest all the stars and all the heavens.”

Robert Browning

And introducing... My Blog!

Years of hemming and hawing about starting a blog have finally culminated in this. Me starting a blog.

Where this venture will take me, I am not 100% certain, though that makes it exciting.

What I hope for right now? A place where I keep track of what makes me smile (family, music, words, food), what makes me laugh (family, life in general) and what inspires me.

"Life loves to be taken by the lapel and told, 'I'm with you kid. Let's go." - Maya Angelou