Alas! We’re Home Sweet Home.

We arrived home a few hours ago. Ran to Grandma’s house to see our sweet “big” girl whom we missed dearly. Unpacked our things, freshened up and went to dinner at Cracker Barrel. Being both of us we’re craving some good ol’ southern/homemade food. We consumed a lot of gourmet food while vacationing in Eureka Springs so it was nice to have something deep fried/ greasy for a change. Wow! we had an amazing vacation but I was ready to be, ” Home Sweet Home.” Looking back on our vacation I would have’t to give it a score of 9 out of 10 possible points. Pro’s and con’s are as follows: Pro’s- plenty of day/night activities to keep us busy, beautiful outdoor trails not far from historic Eureka Springs, Winery literally five minutes away from cottage, Mixture of several cultures, a wide array of artistry, organic farming, Easy to find coffee shops ( Great coffee), Lodging prices we’re affordable and our cottage was cleaned every day upon arriving back. Con’s- I wasn’t impressed with some of the restaurants service or food. I found a piece of glass in some of Matt’s leftover Alfredo fettuccine which turned my stomach upside down from a particular ” well known” restaurant. Some of the people in the restaurant business we’re very unprofessional and needless to say didn’t receive a plump tip. The weather dampened our plan’s to go backpacking but we managed to still have a good time. Many of the store’s we’re over-priced on certain items but that didn’t stop me from shopping..;) It’s vacation..I plan to enjoy myself and that I did. Goodbye Eureka Springs until next time!

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Being a hostess..the raw truth.

I know that I’m working towards the right field (culinary school) because I love to host parties. There is something special about gathering people, food and interests. Where there is good conversation, there shall be food. Food yields a richness, depth and truth.
The memories of where we came from and where we’re going. Because, food is more than a substance it’s a story.




Remembering special snapshots of your life.


I remember the day Matthew and I got married on May 15th, 2010. I was so anxious the night before we got married that I couldn’t sleep. The alarm clock went off at 5:00 a.m. and I remember feeling overwhelmed with emotions. My sisters arrived at the apartment early to help me gather my things to take to the church. Upon arriving, we dolled ourselves up in the ladies restroom and said a little prayer.
The every intricate detail of our wedding is forever sealed in my mind. The weather was slightly rainy being it was springtime. Everyone gathered for photography pictures before the wedding in a big clump of happy. I recall telling my dad,”Don’t let me faint!” Soon, the celebration of our union had begun.
Matthew was waiting at the end of the aisle for me eye’s wide and heart overflowing. Tears trickling down his rose hued cheek. This was one of those mental snapshot moments…I will never forget. It warmed my entire being to know that for the rest of my life I had someone to love and they loved me in return. Needless to say, I cried a little too.
That day was swift yet beautiful and I will never forget loving one so true.

Remembering September 11,2001.


I remember being in the 9th grade and was attending morning exercise/prayer time at First Gospel Academy. A private school that I grew up in since the time of I was young. We had just finished up and we’re heading to the classroom when I saw Bret Winigar come running through the building with a radio blasting. Eyes full of sheer panic and dismay.
My Uncle Billy was one of the teachers who worked at the school and interceded in the situation. Most of the students, were still trying to figure out what had just happened. We were motioned to head to our designated desks and a T.V. was brought into the classroom. The images I saw that day on the television screen have forever changed my life.
I saw the airplane hit the first trade center and my heart sank. It was hard to shake the mere shock that befell me. We all stood there hoping to see a miracle but knowing the events that lead up to that sad day would change history. Emotions were high as the two trade centers collapsed into a trail of dust before our eyes. A deep fear arose inside of me and I had to say a silent prayer.May we continue praying for our country and remember a somber day on Sept 11,2001.