nurturing hope, creativity, family
How is it that polka dots up the cute factor of everything by about five hundred percent?
How could I leave them in the store? They were just begging to come home with me and I had no objections.
They’re a cheery addition to my small stash of paper napkins, kept on hand for making life happier.
I love pattern, especially in textiles, and I think that polka dots might be my all-time favorite.
What’s yours?
HH
Baking with parchment paper was a luxury right up until the day I purchased one of these packages.
It’s been on my gratitude list ever since. I bake almost everything on parchment paper now. When I roll out cookie dough, I roll it out on parchment paper, which means no more transferring dough to the pans! Just pick up the paper and you’re done. Getting things out of pans is equally simple. Seriously, I love this stuff and I promise you will, too.
It’s high quality, used in commercial kitchens, and is pre-cut to the size of a large cookie sheet. Each package contains 100 sheets.
Because it’s the holidays and because I’d love to make someone’s life simpler, I’m giving away two packages of parchment paper. I’ll randomly draw two names, and each will win one package of parchment paper. To enter, please leave a comment telling me what you’re most grateful for TODAY. Right now, at this moment. It can be big or small, profound or simple. I just want to read about what YOU are thankful for.
Here’s mine. At the moment I’m typing this, I’m most grateful for second chances. Specifically, I’m thankful for the chance to open my heart and get UN- stuck .
Comments will close the night of Friday, November 20th. I’ll announce the winner on Saturday. One comment per person, please! Good luck!
Hopeful Homemaker
I want to live purposefully. Simply. Reverently. Thoughtfully. Happily. Quietly. Beautifully.
I need to do laundry. Clean the kitchen. Clean toilets. Change another diaper. Pick up 1,000 things off the floor. Plan dinner. Plan everything. Get it all done, and do it again. (And again, and again, and again….)
At this moment, the two worlds seem awfully far apart and impossible to reconcile. I feel stuck.
Are the desires of my heart and the needs of my family mutually exclusive? Please understand, being a wife and mother is the fulfillment of my life’s dream. But there is this part of me that craves more ; correction: less. My heart whispers that it must be possible, but my days testify that I am nowhere near the merging of the two.
I’m sure the answers are close by if I can peel back enough layers of stuff, commitments, wants and waste. That process takes time. Usually I feel up for the battle, but tonight I feel like I can’t see enough progress to stay motivated.
The answer? Keep going. Try to open my heart. Look at the sky and not at the mud. It’s no fun feeling stuck.
What do you do when you’re stuck?
Hopeful Homemaker