Hello Monday! No matter what you always show up, don’t you? This morning I wanted to tell you about a tea I found yesterday. It’s Tazo Cucumber White. The box states the ingredients as : White Tea, Lime Peel, Dandelion Leaves, Black Darjeeling Tea, Cucumber,Peppermint, Lemon Verbena and natural Lime Essence.

On opening the packet you get a lovely and light aroma of the lime and lemon verbena. After steeping it for 3 minutes it smelled lovely. The taste was refreshing and bright. It reminded me of the water I keep in the refrigerator. A carafe full of White Tea mixed with slices of lime, cucumber and mint. Only it’s hot. I loved it and will definitely be adding it to the iced rotation as well.

I especially liked the box which stated: Where do cucumbers go to unwind? A spa carved in the crevice of an iceberg, with blue cooling pools, white tea saunas and a swim-up bar lined with lime peel mugs filled with piping hot tea.

Cucumbers are apparently living the life! So that’s our tea for today. Now, grab that cup and listen to this!

Without mentioning names, Tommy came home Saturday and said, You are never going to believe it but there is a lady up at the club having a dog birthday party. Dog bowls full of water and treats, All kinds of doggy decorations and excess but I’m still thinking this is one of those little old ladies who thinks her dog is a child. WRONG!! Couldn’t be further from the truth. Going back to see, it was a birthday party for a kid who thinks he is a dog. He dresses like a dog, he eats out of bowls and barks. You know every mother there was talking trash about her parenting skills! I mean Corbin thinks he’s Spiderman but he knows he isn’t. Can you imagine these poor Junior League Mommas watching their offspring eating out of a dog bowl on the ground? This should have been on Lifetime for some reason. My Strange Addiction or My son, the dog.

What’s the craziest party you have ever been to? And if you’ve been to one of my out of this world kid’s birthday parties you better just hush.

Love and Kindness….Bless her heart!

xx Patricia

Thank You For Giving Me Life and Letting Me Keep It!


I haven’t had a good Earl Grey London Fog Latte’ in forever so this morning I made an entire pot and drank it all by myself! It was beyond yummy.

Tomorrow is Mother’s Day. A day to honor your Momma for giving you life and not killing you during your teenage years. She tried, but I’m squirmy and good at hiding.

This is one holiday I am always conflicted about. If you suffered abuse as a child, I think that’s pretty normal. I sat at the computer for a long time yesterday trying to send flowers. In the end, I couldn’t do it. It was too much of a reminder that we were required to get her flowers when she had run out of steam and people to beat or verbally abuse. My dad made us get flowers and apologize. Can you believe that? Apologize for getting abused? So it brings up a lot of dark feelings.

So I will say Happy Mother’s Day and move on. Have I forgiven her? No. I don’t know that I can. I have forgiven myself for not being a part of her life anymore. She may be 80 but her behavior hasn’t changed. She is still manipulative and has a tongue that could kill you. To this day she pits all of us against each other. Much like prisoners, she doesn’t want us getting together and comparing notes or we just may overthrow the kingdom.

I will love her for giving me life and that is all.

I wish all the rest of you a wonderful Mother’s Day! And even though she is no longer alive, Happy Mother’s Day Gracie! You raised me right and I’ll never forget you.

xx Patricia    headed out on an adventure tomorrow….look out Texas!


Finally We All Meet Harry Potter


Good Morning! It’s really early for me to be awake. Or up, let’s say. This morning I am pretty much living on Irish Breakfast Tea by Taylor’s. This time change and Spring Break?  So extra!

Yesterday we painted an old coffee table with chalkboard paint for the kids. Great idea! Then we watched Harry Potter for the first time. They have never heard of Harry Potter. Tommy had made wands for them and we already had a Hogwarts scarf and robes/vampire capes. I had never seen the movies either. I read the books, but I’m not a good movie watcher unless I can bring a book. But they loved it and we spent the afternoon working spells and turning ourselves into chocolate frogs. They really aren’t interested in seeing anymore. So I guess it’s just the first one for us.

Then Thor Ragnarök came on and I sighed, “Oh there’s my boyfriend!” to which the five-year old said,” Did you break up with Loki?”. “Nah, sometimes I like one and sometimes I like the other one.” 

Since it was a rare windless day we all went out and played a little baseball. We use a tennis ball, well because I don’t want any broken faces. The kids are loving those little tea bag holder fisherman. Yesterday I looked at Corbins and he had all 4 in his cup. They were fishing.

When I look at these two little miracles my heart just expands. It’s still such a miracle. And that’s what they think everything is. An odd rock, a feather, a fairy shoe….everything is magical and new through their eyes. And I had a thought, what if just for 24 hours we looked at everyone and everything as a tiny miracle. How would that change us?

Today is going to be a quiet day because I need it to be. Corbin is sleeping over tonight and Charli isn’t happy about that. Next week she will sleep over. Then Thursday they are off to Dallas to their Grandpa Bob’s house. My ex. In Texas. Yep. He is having hip replacement and besides his grown children he also has a 5 and 7-year-old. Gotta love Karma!  But I’ve told them to be good helpers and kind to their aunt/uncle…whatever.

I still have my rubber band on my wrist so I’m not saying anything about that subject except it is funny. So we are off to walk the neighborhood and document any signs of Spring or dead bugs or roadkill. The boy is as morbid as I am.

Enjoy your Wednesday. Stay warm and safe up north! Share some tea and some love with someone who needs it today!

xx Patricia   Just don’t be a butthead (Corbin,5)



I would say Good Morning, but we both know that ship sailed a few hours ago. Sipping on some peppermint tea and hoping this head cold will leave soon. I am always so offended when I get a little sick. I mean, I eat vegetables every day. If just the headache would go away I would be a bit less whiny. Probably. Doubtful.

On the days that I feel like a slug I find the best thing to do is write or read. As my therapist says Leave it on the page. I really have nothing to complain about. My life is going well. Our health is great. Now that my sister and I are into the hardest memories and are looking at them as parents and adults, it isn’t any easier. The pain is still just as fresh. But I am proud of us. I am proud of her. I am proud of me, for not just shoving it all back down into the file cabinet in my head under NEVER OPEN. Much like Pandora’s box, it’s too late to close now. So while we delve into the dark stuff I’m surrounding myself with Pink. Because it’s my color. It makes me smile. You have to balance the heavy and the light.

The munchkins are out of school for 2 weeks beginning Monday so I’ve been lining up craft supplies,printer ink, watermelon bath bubbles and plenty of crackies. For those of you who don’t know what those are, big people call them Ritz Crackers. But my little man calls them crackies. He was also highly offended when I purchased the bubble gum bubbles. Those are for babies.  We have gift card to redeem at the movies to watch Black Panther and A Wrinkle in Time. We have a two-day Harry Potter event to dress up for and make wands and play quidditch and do wizardy things. Since these two have never even seen Harry Potter we will watch the first movie also. Can you believe that? Didn’t even know who Potter was. Bet you feel old now!

I hope everyone has a lovely week-end. It’s almost 71 here now and sunny. Laundry is done and put away and ironed. And now I’m going to lie down in a dark room and let the magic that is Aleve take this headache away!

xx Patricia


It’s the weekend! This mornings tea is brought to you by Ahmad Teas Lemon & Ginger. I woke up with a bit of a tender tummy this morning and this is just the tea to soothe that. I’m sipping tea, talking to y’all and watching the sun pour through the window and the birds that are building a nest in the cable box outside are obviously not in agreement on the design as they are getting a bit pissy with each other.

This has been an interesting week. Last Friday I had some wonderful news and a very unexpected gift that enabled me to retire from one job that required pants and shoes and to be able to pour all of my time and energy into my tea goals and to move in another direction writing reviews for certain publishers only.

Tommy reached the pinnacle of his goals and as his boss put it, “this is life changing for you”. And it is.  Every day of the week brought great things and I thought it just couldn’t get any better when out of the blue I heard from my sister. We haven’t spoken in years which was sad because we were the best partners in fun! We got to the root of the problem and along with my other sisters we’ve decided to write a book about it.

4 sisters, 3 cousins, all in therapy and taking anxiety meds. Common thread? Our mothers. This isn’t a bash your mother book. It is a story of survival and love and communication and trust. It’s the story of how we found our way back from tragedy and manipulation and became strong women. I don’t care if anyone reads it. But we need to get it out of our head and leave it on the page.

In my life I hold a tight rein on everything. Control. I never lose control. But a few weeks ago I gave up. I couldn’t do it anymore. Nothing was in my control. The minute I did that, good things couldn’t have rolled through the door fast enough! Some of us heard the words I am so proud of you for the first time ever from a parent! We’ve cried tears of joy with our friends and our work family.

And all I want to say is I am grateful. I will not mess this up. I will sing along with Julie Andrews…Nothing ever comes from nothing, nothing ever could. So somewhere in my youth or childhood, I must have done something good.

xx Patricia   Believe in yourself. Have Courage. Don’t be an idiot.

You,Me and a Cuppa Tea!


Good Morning Y’all! Since I am still fighting this sore throat thing I am sticking to some good Zen Tea from Tazo this morning. Since I was so rudely shaken out of bed by a text from my sister! Yep, that would be you Victoria Beth!

She is such a kind and good soul, she has been up in the frozen tundra we call “as far north as you can go and still be in the USA”, taking care of our mother while she recuperates from a broken pelvis. And to be sure I asked her what the heck she was doing out of bed! Turns out Momma gets up at 5 a.m., you know that time when most murders happen. True Story. Honest.

We are trying to get used to this new schedule of having Friday and Saturday off, but I am as confused as heck! Yesterday I stayed in bed all day reading with a throat so sore I thought I may have swallowed acid. Thank goodness today is better.

I guess this is a Bank Holiday as it is closed. And for a good reason. Dr. Martin Luther King,Jr. A man I never met, although I have met his wife. I wonder what he would think of the current political debacle? I wonder how much progress we have made and whether he would be disappointed in us? Most of all I’m wondering why race is an issue. We are all members of the human race. Period. No distinctions needed about color,who you love or who you want to become. Seriously, we are all the same. Except Trump, I’m not sure where he came from but I do wish he would go back there!

Enjoy your Monday. Be Nice. Be Kind. Be a Human Being!

xx Patricia, who is going back to bed.


A New Barn and Silo! With A Side of Gratitude!

Great selection to choose a perfect cup of tea,

Things have most certainly been wacky around the country this week! Here we are edging towards 50 degrees and our friends and family in the deep south are in snow while the Northeast gets a bomb blizzard!

So it just fit with the wackiness of things when OU Boy came home last night with a truck full of stuff from the grandparents storage. All of my fellow lovers of free junk we can re-finish or paint or turn into other things will understand my giddiness. There was an old Marine trunk full of woodworking tools, paint brushes, hand carved crochet hooks with indentations for my fingers even! Material that just so happened to match my living room decor perfectly! Black and White Herringbone with Red trim. Enough craft supplies to keep my babies busy for years!

And then I unwrapped this….    After some digging on-line I found out it is from The Barnyard Collection by J.S.Nicol made in Sri Lanka. The little barn is a cookie jar and the silo is a Teapot!!!! Cuteness overload.

There was also 6 sets of luggage which was never used and a lot of blankets which we donated today. One huge box contained nothing but gift bags, tissue paper and bows! One was full of picture frames and gorgeous antique mirrors, even a lovely dresser tray for my combs and such and lots of candy dishes. Since OU Boy is quitting smoking I’m filling those with mints at home and some for his office.

Next time it will be shoes. She is cleaning out entire rooms of shoes that have never seen the light of day and we are the same size. So all in all it was a kick ass day! Our 2018 is starting off with a bang.

How are things where you are? Snow? No snow?  It’s almost tea time so I’m going to brew up some nice Earl Grey from Harney and Sons in my new Silo Teapot!

xx Patricia

A Fun Saturday With The Kids!

Well that Dessert Fairy wasn’t needed today! Charli Ava and Corbin weren’t putting up with that type of unreliable behavior. We took matters into our own hands!

This had all of the makings of a huge mess but it went great! Corbin was in awe that “that lady just sent you that recipe on the computer!” And yes that lady did. For the pumpkin bars with cream cheese frosting. The key to cooking with kids is organization and responsibility.

While I called out the ingredients, Charli placed them on the counter as Corbin yelled, Check! While they were having a blast they also learned to measure and fractions and reading.  They were very proud of themselves!  The recipe is on our Tea and Tales 1  Facebook Page. Or HERE

We colored and cut and pasted snowmen, trees, angels and used a lot of scotch tape! We all talked to Momma still in the hospital and when their Dad called to say he was on the way they made signs for the front door and locked it. They just needed 300 more minutes to finish up the little gifts they made for their Dad. And another note that said, This isn’t your house so we don’t have to unlock the door.

Corbin decided that shortbread is even better dipped in Sugar Cookie Tea and then in the Sugar bowl! And then he ate the bars and thought they were the best thing he ever, ever had in his mouth! And he was correct. These are delicious!

So, while it was freezing cold outside, we were warm and listening to Christmas music and creating things. It was the best day ever!

xx Patricia

Wrap Your Hands Around A Warm Cup Of Tea And Let’s Chat

Good Morning Y’all! Well Mother Nature has sent some of that arctic Canadian weather our way. One day in the 70’s and this morning 24 degrees. No. Not going to work for me. I had to make a huge amount of Chai this morning just do feel warm.

I talked to my Momma last night and she had an MRI where they found quite a few small fractures and  a few healed breaks. First up I wanted to know how the you know what she got those! Especially the old ones as I did not want to have to dig up my Grandfather and kill him again. The newer ones are due to her osteoporosis. So we are concentrating on the pelvic break. She still can’t put weight on one leg and she is working herself up into a full on Hissy Fit!

My Momma retired from the warmth and love of Mississippi to the land just south of the wall. North Dakota. On the border pretty much of Canada. Why? I have no clue. My sister lives there and my father is buried there but she hated that place. She is a Charleston girl. Anywhoo, I’m asking about the MRI and she said they took her in a wheelchair out to the truck. WTF?  Yep, good old St. Andrews doesn’t have a MRI machine. Fargo sends one up once a week. And the doctor is called a Hospitalist. What the heck is that?

The food sucks, the weather sucks, and if the nurses know what is good for them they will keep those Percocet coming on the regular! Just be kind to her. I know she’s a handful of 5 foot nothing, and she can cuss you out like a sailor, but it’s just because she’s scared. I’m thankful for all of you and most of all for my sister Susi who lives there and keeps us informed and works her bum off for Border Patrol but still takes care of our mother. Which we are blessed and grateful for.

OU Boy is still pushing for her to come live with us. OU Boy may not be around much longer. Especially if things go wrong at the Rose Bowl. Keep pushing buddy and you and Momma will be living in a home getting fat at the Cracker Barrel!

xx Patricia


Enjoy Some Tea and a Tale!


Cup and Teapot at the ready! Always a good day when these guys show up at the door!

As if the eye thing wasn’t enough, my sister sent me a text Saturday night letting me know my Momma had fallen out of their truck and had broken her pelvis. Yesterday was just a round of calling, texting and trying to get information.

She can’t walk yet but they are getting her up and in a chair with help from Percocet. The doctor, who is from Oklahoma, said she could go home when she can walk to the bathroom. She should start Physical Therapy today. But it really scared us. The woman is tiny as a bird to begin with, but at least it’s not her hip!

When I spoke to her yesterday I said,”You just had to one up me didn’t you?” Yep she said! Sweet OU Boy immediately wanted to go get her and move her in with us. Yeah….that’s not going to happen buddy!

So Football! What a weird shake up those ranking were. Although really Ohio, you had two losses. Get a grip. The weird news here is Oklahoma plays Georgia in the Rose Bowl. We have no idea what to do. They haven’t played each other and I’m from Georgia and OU Boy is from, well OU.  Could be bad.

Enjoy one of my favorite songs from one of my favorite people!