Witch Better Have My Candy!

Happy Samhain, Happy Halloween, or whatever occasion you are celebrating today!

It has just been a hotbed of activity at my house today! First we had a 4.1 earthquake in the wee hours and the furniture re-arranged itself a bit. I had to get up at 8:00 a.m. this morning! (Gasp) I literally rolled out, combed my hair, brushed my teeth, put on some Uggs and a Florida State hoodie and rolled on to the Eye Institute.

Having not had but a drop of tea sustenance I may have been a bit cranky. But this relationship with Dr. D and the DMEI is the longest relationship I have ever had and I was hoping to get another stitch or two out. I even took him some of my prized white tea.

Bottom line here is I got 2 stitches out leaving 11 in. And I’m waiting on the nurse to call to schedule another surgery in November. Since I’ve been taking steroid drops for 16 months now, I’ve developed a cataract in the transplant eye. I had read this could happen so I was okay with it. Normally I am told they just laser that sucker out. Nope, not us. I can’t have a laser yet so he is doing this manually. I’ll be on my Milk of Amnesia drip so I should be fine.  But today after all the pulling and tugging I am really sore and trying to be calm Now that I’m home and have time to think about him digging in my eye Ms. Anxiety is creeping into my head. So today I think I’ll take a break and deal with that.

I hope you all have a safe night. Eat a little candy. Come by my house! I have Bubble Gum Eye Balls!

xx Patricia

BOO-Teaful Tea Pots for Halloween~

This mornings tea is brought to us by Taylor’s of Harrogate Chamomile. We seem to be having tummy upsets today so I thought it prudent to stick with a mild yet flavorful tea!

Don’t you just love these Halloween inspired tea pots? I love people with imagination and a sense of whimsy.

Well folks, it got cold. Not anywhere near the freeze that was predicted and it really is only cold at night. I had an absolutely horrible wake up call this morning. Someone was dying in my bathroom. Not the best way to wake up! Poor OU Boy was throwing up for what seemed like hours. Probably due to those Reese’s Peanut Butter Cups he downed last night along with two Nathan’s chili dogs. And when he throws up even neighbors know about it. This man makes more noise tossing his cookies than I did in labor. And that was bad. At one point my husband even asked me if I could keep it down. Yeah….he didn’t last long.

Everyone is getting ready for trick or treating. Signs are up in neighborhoods letting the little mongsters know that at 8 p.m. you better have your fill and be moving on.

I see there are quite a few churches doing the trunk or treat which I suppose is better than having little Susi knocking on doors asking for candy. As you have probably figured out by the above puking BF, we have no more candy. I do have a lovely bottle of Merlot in the cooler though, but bring your own glass.

This is my Friday so I’m going to be lazy all day. Not really…you know I’ll be reading.

xx Patricia  Here’s a little something the five-year old will love.

Loving this Athletic Heather 'Sister For Candy' Raglan Tee - Toddler & Kids on #zulily! #zulilyfinds

Big Mug of Tea, Blankets,and a Book.


Good Sunday Morning to Y’all! It was 37 degrees this morning! I did not want to get out of my warm bed. I compromised and popped into the kitchen and quickly made a Chai Tea Latte with Almond Milk. All of those warming spices hit the spot and I could go back to my warm blankie and my Carolyn Hart book Ghost on The Case.

You know you can make a tea latte yourself. Make some tea, warm the milk and use a frother to whip that stuff. I use about half milk, half tea. A lot of people add a sweetener, but I find the spices and the almond milk make it sweet enough for me. And there isn’t much better than a Chai Latte’ on a cold morning. Or evening.

This has been a packed week-end! OU Boy is putting the final touches on the great room from Harry Potter. With 30 foot ceilings, it was a challenge hanging 250 candles on almost invisible fishing line. But it looks amazing, as does the fireplace with cards shooting out of it. Talented guy. And only one boo boo when he slit open his thumb.

No complaints though. I was moving some things around in my office and dropped one of these 2 feet by 2 feet old as crap and rusty barrel holders that I had hoped to one day use as they look cool but instead one fell on my right ankle area and now I have what looks like a brand of a V. It bled a little and I cleaned it and put Neosporin on it. But yeah, it’s still there. Perfect V scab. Now I don’t need a tattoo.

Stay Warm! Stay Safe! Enjoy some tea and a nice book today. Be kind to yourself.

Happy Halloween!


Meet Cozy Author Miranda James!

Fixing to Die (A Southern Ladies Mystery) by [James, Miranda] Digging Up the Dirt (A Southern Ladies Mystery) by [James, Miranda] Dead with the Wind (A Southern Ladies Mystery Book 2) by [James, Miranda]

A Southern Ladies Mystery Books ( There are more)


Twelve Angry Librarians (Cat in the Stacks Mystery) by [James, Miranda] Claws for Concern (Cat in the Stacks Mystery) by [James, Miranda] No Cats Allowed (Cat in the Stacks Mystery) by [James, Miranda]

A Cat in the Stacks Mystery Series


I am a native of Mississippi and recently returned to live in Jackson after spending thirty-three years in Houston, Texas. I have loved mysteries since I discovered Nancy Drew at the age of ten. At twelve or thirteen I wrote a mystery and even submitted it to a publisher — and promptly received a form rejection letter. That dashed my hopes for a writing career for a while, but I went back to writing mysteries while I was in graduate school in Rice. My first published adult mystery was actually the second one I wrote: CRUEL AS THE GRAVE was published in 2000.

Since then I have published twenty additional mysteries, the latest of which is ARSENIC AND OLD BOOKS, the sixth in the Cat in the Stacks series. In my day-to-day life I am a librarian like Charlie (except my specialty is medical libraries) and I have two cats, neither of whom is a Maine Coon. I love reading and writing mysteries and taking care of two spoiled cats (that’s probably redundant–all cats are spoiled because they generally accept no less). I write mysteries to entertain readers and help them relax and get away from the pressures of daily life. That’s why I read them myself.

Pumpkin Spice Tea and The Cemetery Story



Happy Fall From Harney & Sons

Good Friday Morning Y’all. It is 38 degrees this morning and windy! Windy as in I could be in Nevada if I just stood out there. Which I won’t because it is cold.

I received the Harney & Sons Pumpkin Spice Tea along with the Hot Cinnamon Spice so thought I would give it a go this morning. On opening the tin no one aroma was really strong. It smelled like Rooibos tea with a cinnamon aroma. Close up sniff test was the same.

I checked the ingredient:” Rooibos, natural pumpkin flavoring, cinnamon, clove, and nutmeg. I could smell the rooibos but not any pumpkin. The tea came up a red color and the flavor was more of a Rooibos with cinnamon. I really never tasted any pumpkin or that lovely clove. Harney & Sons Pumpkin Spice Tea I was a bit disappointed with the spices but the tea tasted good. like a lightly spiced rooibos. I also tried it later and added one of my little pumpkin spice mixtures, like the ones in the spice aisle, but I make my own. And that seemed to be better. I can definitely think of quite a few things this would be good with! Anything pumpkin.

Give it a try. Harney & Sons are having a really good sale right now and their shipping is 2 days and it is free!

So what in the world am I doing our of bed so early? 6:45 I woke up and heard very faint strains of classical music coming from somewhere. I checked my house and unless the fairies were having a concert, my house was music free. Went outside, which is how I found out about the cold, and nope, nothing. Now I am sure most people would have just shrugged and moved on with their day, I am not most people.

First I thought, well maybe the rapture came and I’m the only one left and the music will always play now. (Yes, this is how my brain works) then I had some tea and realized that half of my neighborhood would still be here too. As I made the bed the music got louder. So off came all of the covers and there was my phone. Under my pillow playing quietly away. I have a Samsung so I was just happy it hadn’t exploded under my head.

I haven’t seen OU Boy so I’m assuming he’s busy building a ball room sized version of the grand hall of Hogwarts for a party tomorrow night.  At least he’s stopped badgering me to go to some Comic Con this weekend. $80 a ticket to hang with adults who dress up and live for comic books and games most of us stopped playing when we grew the feck up!

Why oh why would someone want to do that? Let’s see:

Me: Why do grown ass people do that?

Him: They like to.

Me: No.

Him: They might meet the love of their life?

Me: Again, No. I can tell you right now no woman wants a grown man-child as a lover. It is just one of the dating questions. Do you live at home? Do you have a job? Do you have a car? Any arrests? Any diseases? Do you dress up and play imaginary games with friends? There should only be 2 Yes answers in there.

Him: We could take the five-year old!

Me: No. I’m sure he would ask the same question. Is it Halloween? Why are the mommies and daddies dressed like Halloween? Because some people can’t hack it in the real world, sweetie. Wanna go to the cemetery?

And that brings me to the cemetery story. It’s no secret that OU Boy’s family owns the largest cemetery I’ve ever seen. And it’s gorgeous. When I run, I go there. Run the paths, have a chat with Great Grandpa Tecumseh, check out the newest models of headstones. I love it. I’ve always spent a lot of time in cemeteries and grave yards. The difference being that graveyards are part of the church yard. Cemeteries are stand alone venues. I had my first kiss on a coffin in the coffin display room. While rushing for a sorority they left us in the graveyard and I just had a seat. So it should come as no surprise that the five-year old is also a lover of cemeteries. I had promised him the other day we would go if we had time before soccer practice and OU Boy almost drove off the road when his little voice piped up on the way to practice with,” Oh, man, we didn’t get to go to the cemetery!”.

OU Boy: You are all weird. That’s unnatural. There is something wrong with you people.

Hey buddy, you read the warning label and were fully aware we were bat shit crazy. But cute.  So where ever you are bud, stay warm and have fun!

xx Patricia    Abnormal? Dude, there is history AND art to be found in cemeteries, it's like a humanities geek's paradise.  Abnormal my great-aunt Eulala! There is history in this place!

“And Oh How She Loved To Be Home…”


Good Thursday to y’all! The sun is shining and the weather is just fine. However, the weatherman says we will have a freeze on Saturday. I don’t put a lot of stock in weathermen. We’ll wait and see.

Enjoying a nice cup of red tea and sorting yarn. Pretty much doing anything I can to avoid taking the crib down. It has to be done. The baby is five now and when I pick him up his legs dangle down mine. But boy has he resisted me taking it down. And to be honest so have I. But I don’t think anymore babies are going to magically appear and it’s just taking up room I need for other things. Like bookshelves and my massage table.

So, like Scarlet, I just can’t think of that today. Maybe tomorrow. For now I think I’ll take my tea and my book to the bathtub and think about it.

xx Patricia  Have a good Thursday! Be Nice! Be kind! Be You!

Be Happy, Be Fearless, Be You!

It’s Wednesday! Today we are trying Harney & Sons Organic English Breakfast Tea. Now normally I drink Tazo Awake English Breakfast because it’s strong! But this one I didn’t need my tiny bit of Almond Milk in my cup. It was very smooth. So that was good!

I am deeply into this beautiful Russian Folklore book and don’t want to put it down to do the million and one things I need to do. I did keep my doctor’s appointment. And in a couple of hours I’ll head downtown with OU Boy to watch the Thunder vs. Pacers. Now let me translate that statement. I’m going to the arena to ogle my boy Carmelo Anthony….oh how I love him and his hoodie. So pictures may be up tomorrow.

OU Boy is upset with me. Or more accurately my mouth. It would seem I have no filter. And he is terrified someone is going to start some type of shit and he’s going to have to beat the crap out of someone. I wasn’t sure that boy at the mailbox was aware that the bleach blonde look wasn’t a good one for him. Yes, I said, That’s not a good look for you. In the waiting room a lady in a bright pink track suit thing had this big black corset looking thing around her waist and I may have wondered out loud what the heck that was? Seriously he was so uptight about this that he came to the back with me just in case I had any other “inside your head” moments that were tempted to sneak out of my mouth.

I did manage to have an interesting conversation with a Native American man and I enjoyed that very much. And while we were sitting there I read him Cynthia’s post and he started gagging like a baby! It was hilarious!

So I’m off to jump in the shower!

xx Patricia  High Society Tea


Meet Cozy Mystery Author Paige Shelton

 If Mashed Potatoes Could Dance (Country Cooking School Mystery Book 2) by [Shelton, Paige] If Onions Could Spring Leeks (Country Cooking School Mystery Book 5) by [Shelton, Paige]

Paige writes the A Country Cooking School Mystery Series. Includes Recipes!


Lost Books and Old Bones (A Scottish Bookshop Mystery) by [Shelton, Paige] Of Books and Bagpipes: A Scottish Bookshop Mystery by [Shelton, Paige] The Cracked Spine: A Scottish Bookshop Mystery by [Shelton, Paige]

The newest series A Scottish Bookshop Mystery

Bookman Dead Style (A Dangerous Type Mystery) by [Shelton, Paige] Comic Sans Murder (A Dangerous Type Mystery) by [Shelton, Paige] To Helvetica and Back (A Dangerous Type Mystery) by [Shelton, Paige]

And A Dangerous Type Mystery 

Paige Shelton

Paige Shelton is the New York Times Bestselling author of the Farmers’ Market, Country Cooking School, Dangerous Type, and Scottish Bookshop mysteries. She’s lived lots of places but currently resides in Arizona. Find out more at http://www.paigeshelton.com

Paige is a new to me Cozy author. I picked one in each of the series so I’ll get back to you on how it’s going. Reviews look really good though.

If you have read some of her work, let me know how you like it!

xx Patricia   Funny witches brew local children cartoon joke image For all of the Farm to Table Lovers!

Fun With Cups…Tea, not Red Solo!

It’s Monday! Grab a cup and let’s have some tea. This morning I’m consuming large quantities of Oolong.  It’s about 62 degrees here this morning. Although the sun is shining, the wind is blowing like crazy.

I’m trying to narrow down the choices for the kids to use their Sharpie skills to make holiday gifts. Even though we have a ton of plain white cups just for this purpose, with small children I prefer to stick to one or two choices.

These are a few of the ideas I’ve found. I don’t want them to be holiday designs because I feel foolish drinking tea in June from a Christmas cup. Just a quirk. I’ve done the tea bag one and several with tea sentiments on them.

I also found trays. Like our famous Sex Trade Tray for sick days. Corbin named it when he was little and it stuck. For under $10 at Tuesday Morning I found some lovely ones. White and dark wood. The bottom is glass and underneath there are 4 spots for pictures under the glass.  So for about $14 I can do a tray, cup, teapot and creamer/sugar holders. Not too bad.  I use my tray for everything. Tea time, sick kids in bed, lazy mornings when I just want to snuggle under the covers and have breakfast and tea in bed.

Today’s plan is to finish a book and then paint some shelves. For books of course. And another shelf in the tea cupboard. And it’s my Friday so that is a plus.

Enjoy your Monday! And since I jumped on the Say One Nice Thing About Yourself Everyday train….   Good Job Patricia for getting out of bed before 9 a.m., you rock! Daily five year old contribution…”What do you mean they make you eat lunch at school? I’m not doing that. I don’t know those people.” Good Boy!

xx Patricia  a-ketoglutarate   Hilarious!

Let Your Soul Shine! Happy Sunday!


Gorgeous blue skies, a big fat sun shining in the sky, and you would never know that from about six last night until sometime early this morning, we were battered by wind, hail, rain, thunder and a lot of lightning.

I’m not sure how many tornadoes popped up but we could hear sirens going off in Norman/Moore.  We opened the door and suddenly our hall was full of hail. Between the wind and the hail I couldn’t hear the television. It was a rough night.

And this being Oklahoma as soon as David Payne came on I knew there would be no night-time television. From 6 until whenever ( I went to bed) every channel was weather. I’m not sure we even saw any news. Hear you get a street by street update. The governor was at the casino last night when the tornado warning went out. When one of our reporters told Mr. Tornado Payne about that he suggested the governor call in and give her take on the damage. Lo and behold she did!

It was a long and sleepless night. Make sure you read that little box up there that says “Love Ya Self”. Imprint that on your brain. Write it on your wrist. Whatever you need to do to remind yourself that you are worth loving and you do not ever deserve to be someone’s second choice.

xx Patricia