January 7, 2011

A blog huh... I haven't read one and my only exposure to a blog was when I watched Julie & Julia. It was cute, I liked it, no big surprise since I love everything about food. I've been coaxed by a very charming and handsome Jersey boy who thinks this is a good idea and some friends who love me. There's no purpose behind this blog, no expectations, just a journal basically, a place to write (something I enjoy).

Apparently, I see the world a little differently than most people do (a difficult concept for me to grasp, which I believe I'm beginning to understand). I live in a gorgeous town full of fascinating people and although I truly do love it here ~ there are times when my heart seems to travel north to another place I love, full of memories and equally fascinating people.

I'm the kind of girl who actually listens to her heart. My head has a say certainly, but I often disregard it when it doesn't correspond with what my heart is whispering. So here goes ~ come along with me on my journey, as I continue to listen to my heart. Guide me well heart, there will be more people listening and watching to see how we do. Did you hear me?

TODAY: I had lemon lavender tea and yes it smelled as wonderfully as you would imagine it would. The charming handsome Jersey boy joined me. He looked completely out of place, big and bulky in the dainty chair surrounded by flowers & chandeliers. Boy he must really want something, the only time he's had tea with me is when we were traveling because no one would see him...God forbid lol!!! Picture a bull in a china cabinet, got it (that's what he looked like). He wanted me to start a blog and yes he's that handsome and that persuasive...I'm here aren't I:)

I received the cutest snow angel from a little girl with tight brown curls and eyelashes that go on forever. I built a snowman with a big fat neck, so fat my friend M's scarf barely fit around it!!! I walked through a snow covered park, the same park I use to walk with my dad when I was little. We would feed the ducks and he would whistle to me. All courtesy of my friend M, thank you M.

No matter what happens tomorrow, look for something good:)