The Bell Saved Me

Preparing dinner around my house is usually a time of chaos and fighting.

Last night I refused to take part.

I turned on my old school Saved By the Bell soundtrack and sang every word while preparing mashed butternut squash, broccolli and cabbage, and steak.

It was beautiful part of the day.

deep fried beauty

Even though I can feel my blood coagulating as I type.

Whomever discovered that an onion could be turned into a blooming flower and then deep fried in lusciously seasoned batter is beautiful.

And whom ever founded the creamy dipping sauce is a supermodel.

Ah-Love Oil

This may be dumb but my beauty for today is olive oil. It tastes good and I use it a lot in cooking but I have discovered a new use for it.

We have been pretty tight on money lately...I am not really sure why...I think maybe our bank account has a very tiny leak that has been unaccounted for and cannot be seen by the naked eye. Anyway, the leak has caused me to run out of all things cosmetic and so I have been forced to be creative.

Did you know that olive oil is a great make-up remover as well as a great moisturizer...as well as a great dipper for bread with spices and a little balsamic...mmmmm...lunch time anyone?

I know now and it is beautiful...and so am I dangit.

Dear pro-form

My dearest treadmill,
I would like to bid you a fond farewell. Your services have been well recieved and I love your little fan that has cooled me over the last few years. Your timing is impeccable and your speed and accuracy are flawless. It isn't you, I promise. It is me. I can't help but want to run away. The call of the wild is echoing my name...Stella! Stella! So for now I will pack you up and bring you out on a rainy day, not that you are my sloppy seconds-never! You have been my everything for so long there will always be a special place for you in my heart.
Always on your rubber mat that goes in constant circles,
Stella

My beauty today is running in the wild (okay my neighborhood) to a rising sun, ipod, and a nice cool breeze.

Jammin' after midnight

Driving. By myself. Radio surfing. At 12:30 a.m.
Although I am paying for the after midnight part it was beautiful.

Lance Burton, not so much

Abra cadabra it hasn't been a year...poof!

Magic.

We have moved and I must say it has been quite interesting.


One beautiful thing about where we now live is my morning walks with my children to school.


I bust them all out in the wagon and bikes and we head off for our 3 minute journey to the corner.


I kiss my daughter sweetly on the head and watch as my oldest heads off.


It is these kinds of moments that make me realize that I am living the life I always thought I would. Sometimes it feels like that chance was robbed from me but it wasn't...this is what matters.

And it makes my life feel like magic and I am the magician that changes how it looks.

That is beautiful: the magician in me.