Miss SugarCookie

2023-02-06 To Costa Rica and Back With Love ❤️🌴🌺

I’ve started this post a few times now… first in the airport eight days ago and then again a few days later from the gym at the resort I was staying at. A beautiful place that lends itself more to passing hours relaxing and forgetting about the ins and outs of the day than it…

February 9, 2023
2023-01-29 Birdwatching in the Morning

Welcome to the pre month end catch-all January wrap-up. In today’s “episode” I’ll be talking about books and not-books, podcasts, TV shows, food, publishing, and the premature results of my January goals. Whoa.. really?! Yeah… maybe. How about goals, books, and not-books. Reading one book in January was one of my goals (after failing at…

January 29, 2023
Protected: 2023-01-20 Allowing Space for All the (Sometimes Conflicting) Feels

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2023-01-18 Conflicting Winter Storm Warning Feels 🥶❄️🥰

After all these years and incidents of “crying wolf” we are still basing decisions on what the weather people say is about to happen. All the schools are closed for the day and/or have opted to go remote. This business of predicting the weather has always been precarious at best but I suppose as a…

January 18, 2023
2023-01-09 This HAS to be it!… ❄️☃️✨

I swear to any and all the higher powers in the Universe that this will be THE LAST post I’ll be writing about new years and resolutions… this year. 😂 Yes I’m still thinking about it. Obviously. Yes I’m still so over thinking about it. But the brain wants what the brain wants and apparently…

January 9, 2023
Protected: 2023-01-05 Happy Thursday: The New Meta Day

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2023-01-02 Enough is Enough Already…

I’m always prone to being distracted by the new shiny. I think it’s only human. Routine and the cadence of up and down are also very human traits, for most people. I suppose there are some who thrive in chaos but I’m not among them. It’s a new year and this is (at least) my…

January 2, 2023
2022-12-31 But First…

I’m in Nebraska City trying to draw up water from the well of color. I’m drawn in too many different directions to see the end of anything. Yet the end draws near anyhow. It’s December 31st and the last day of the year. Not significant for anything except a smoldering desire to reflect back on…

December 31, 2022