Cake for everyone

October 4, 2013October 4, 2013 ~ Tara R. ~ 14 Comments

I love all my friends Sending me birthday wishes Like a kid loves cake *Today is my 51st birthday. Yesterday evening good wishes started coming in from my friends in Japan, China, and Portugal. It was like happiness arriving from the future. It made this crazy cat lady feel very loved. Thanks!

Send in the clowns

July 31, 2013January 5, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 14 Comments

“Will there be ice cream and cake?” She ignored his question, pulling at the fleece blanket she had wrapped around her. Plopping down on the ottoman at the foot of her oversized chair, he poked at her, trying to get an answer. “Cake?” Twisting the hem of her blanket, she drew the edge up to … Continue reading Send in the clowns

Week 24: sunrise, mason jars and birthday cake

June 23, 2012January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 2 Comments

Had a few funny moments this week. About lost my mind in Sam's Club over a strategically placed sticker on a case of mason jars. I couldn't help but wonder if the inventory worker who pasted the stickers didn't have the soul of an adolescent boy... like me. It was good that I was shopping … Continue reading Week 24: sunrise, mason jars and birthday cake

Cake by any other name

November 22, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 7 Comments

My son is in his second year at technical school. If you know anything about his educational and/or personal history, you would realize how awesome that truly is. During his first year, he only attended as a part-time student. This year? Full-time... booyah! I digress... At 18, he is by far the youngest student in … Continue reading Cake by any other name

Mayo, no mustard, no ketchup

October 4, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 9 Comments

I spent last night baking giant German chocolate muffins. Giant as in each muffin cup was filled with a fourth of the batter that would normally be used for a 9X9 cake. The recipe, one that my mom handed down to me has a secret ingredient. One that isn't typically thought of when baking sweets … Continue reading Mayo, no mustard, no ketchup

Pake by any other name…

July 25, 2011January 6, 2015 ~ Tara R. ~ 4 Comments

When I was a kid, we had a huge loganberry bush growing along the fence row beside my house. Enormous, sweet, juicy purple berries. On warm summer mornings, I would sneak out of the house and eat my fill, only to be ratted out by the dark stains on my fingers and clothes. On occasion, … Continue reading Pake by any other name…