The Crohn’s Fairy brings the Anxiety Fairy to Tea.

Good Thursday Morning Y’all! Yes, I’m here. Again. While I love my book blog, it is mostly for work and I don’t feel as comfortable writing personal things there. Here, I don’t need a filter.

So, what’s been going on? Well not only did the Crohn’s Fairy pop by but she brought her nasty sister, the Anxiety Fairy. They go hand in hand. Last Monday I had a doctor’s appointment and was told if I lost another pound I would be in the hospital with a feeding tube. Since my last year-long flare when I looked like a malnourished child, I’ve been vigilant about my diet, exercise, and stress management. Running is my drug of choice and it helps stress and makes me feel strong. But little did I know that there was a bomb ticking somewhere else that would impact my health in a big way.

Someone I have loved and respected for a lot of years suddenly called me on the phone and proceeded to verbally attack me over something I had not done. I didn’t even understand what she was talking about and I’m not sure she did either. OU Boy heard the call and was in shock. Was she on drugs? Having a mental breakdown? WTF?

And just like that, I can’t eat. My anxiety is at level 10 and that one pound went quickly. My main goal was to be able to make it to the book festival with Scott Pelley. I did that and came straight home and couldn’t move for days. Crohn’s flares leave you unable to even lift your arm, much less eat.

What happened? I said, Screw this shit, this bitch isn’t worth dying for! So I ran. And ran and felt better and ate broth and drank copious amounts of herbal teas. And blocked her on every outlet I have. Sure, words are free, but the way you use them will cost you. I thought it would be so much more difficult than it was to just chop off the toxic crap, but it wasn’t at all. Much like Trump said yesterday, that to him Pelosi was no longer the speaker of the house, I said, you are no longer in my world.

This morning I brought all the Fall teas to the front of the cabinet, even though it was in the 90’s yesterday. And every night it rains so it’s humid and hot. It makes it hard to get in the Fall mood. But my that Vermont Maple herbal tea this morning made me want to wear boots.

Thanks for listening!

xxP

Beautiful Passion Tea and Our Secret Obsession

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Good Morning! Wednesday brings with it more severe storm warnings beginning this afternoon and through tomorrow. But before all of the hoopla, let’s talk about this tea!

Passion by Tazo. Tart rose hips and citrusy lemongrass along with the lovely hibiscus flower and licorice root, orange peel and cinnamon. First. It’s pink! The longer it steeps the pinker it gets. I love this tart/sweet infusion. And it’s pink. Pair it with some mini macarons and tea becomes elevated to something lush!

We didn’t make it home until around 8 a.m. yesterday. It was a long and windy night.  After we tossed our gear in the truck we headed to our spot. You have to have a spot.

          

The best spot is by the airport at the entrance to I-40, running east and west. This is I-40 when it was closed down because it was under water. The video will give you an idea of our night!

Yep, we are obsessed with storms. I am normally terrified of heights, but the exhilaration outweighs the fear!

We were very lucky. There were so many tornadoes and water rescues. Praying tonight will be easy!

Enjoy your Wednesday and stay dry!

xx P

Happy Monday~ GREAT NEWS!!

Happy Monday~ It has been a long weekend here. Cold too. I hope you are all safe and warm.

Friday’s surgery was an all day affair. We finally got back to the OR and of course I asked Dr. White if I could see the tumor. He was very quick to offer to take a picture. Almost gleeful. Aunt Gayle and I posted up it the waiting area right out side the OR with about 50 other people who had not read the memo on NO CHILDREN BEYOND THIS POINT. So I pointed it out to them. For hours I drank tea, listened shamelessly to other people’s conversations and silently judged the ones who had NOT turned their phones off. Well maybe not so silently, but I was stressed.

A few hours in I received a call from Diane in the OR to meet the good doctor in the hall real quick. We were like giddy kids doing something behind our parents back! He had the picture and then took my phone and took one next to a ruler so you all could share in the gory thing he and I decided to call “Da Tumor” in our best Terminator voices.

So for the squeamish or faint of heart, look away!

I sent it to my sister and said, “We had a baby! It’s a boy/girl/mutant!” Actually our Oncologist said he is certain it is not cancerous, although we are waiting on final confirmation from the pathologist. Just a bunch of fat. Which Gayle and I wondered if it had just banded together and formed this long 2 pound ovoid and how could we get our fat to work that out???

The weekend was spent doling out meds. Oxycodone and Tommy don’t really go well together. Lots of throwing up and passing out. Today he is going down to just Motrin and believe it or not he’s going back to work on Wednesday. He has slept a lot and I have read a lot. Plus my mother went home from the hospital on Saturday.

I want to take a minute to say Thank You to all of you who were praying and sending us good thoughts! It means the world to us. After surgery when he could sit up we just clung to each other and prayed and gave thanks and cried and released a ton of weight off of our shoulders.

The up side of this is how seriously he is taking his recovery and drinking SuperFood Smoothies with me and hardly drinking any iced sweet tea. But a lot of herbal tea.

I’m headed to the market as I don’t think he will live on spinach much longer!

Happy Monday and Here is a big hug and kisses for you all!

xx P

TAZO CHAI PUMPKIN SPICE and SISTERS OF THE FIRE

It is 18 degrees. Yep, all that mess we begged Denver to keep to itself came east and it is cold. Not a mess, very little snow. Like an eighth of an inch or so but this cold and wind is leaving us wanting something hot with a little spice kick!

Tazo Chai Pumpkin Spice is perfect. I love cardamom and that along with all the other chai warming spices are just what the weather calls for! I give it a well done!

I have to finish this book, which is the second in a world I love. So that is it for now, Off to the land of warm blankets, hot tea and a nice warm husband to curl up with!

xx P

Really, Can You Ever Have To Much Tea?

Hi Thursday! You are looking mighty wet and gloomy this morning. Good thing I had a big Earl Grey London Fog to warm me up.

I told you yesterday that I had been on a tea ordering binge. This is how it started. I was straightening up my Tea Cupboard and saw an empty spot up there by the Cranberry tin. So I ordered some more tins of the holiday blends.

This is my addiction. I love these tins. I use them for everything including small posies for tea parties. Do I have a problem? Probably. What you can’t see is I have backups of almost all of them behind the ones you see. There was also another motive. Depending on how many teas I order I get a box perfect for re-shipping. I needed 5 boxes that hold two tins. Yes, I ordered tea to get a box. It is the perfect size for a tea-cup, some tea, a truffle and a bath bomb. Christmas is done.

Converting the world to tea one gift at a time. Also it is a really great gift I would love to get. Plus I’m going on a cruise in April and I need my money for that. Very shallow I know, which makes me deep since I do know it.

     This is what I will be doing today. Plus making Pumpkin Bread from Diane’s Kitchen. She has the best looking food. And there aren’t a million ingredients you can’t pronounce. Plus she has the cleanest baking pans I’ve ever seen! So pop over and begin to drool!

xx P

 

TAZO DECAF LOTUS BLOSSOM TEA AND A BOOK!

Reading and sipping this morning. This is such a nice tea to have by itself. The flavors are so delicate and calming. It can be hard to find, but you can always get it on-line.

 

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Tempest in a Teapot (A Teapot Collector Mystery Book 1) by [Cooper, Amanda]

 

Tucked away in the Finger Lakes region of Upstate New York is the charming town of Gracious Grove, where time moves slowly, gossip spreads quickly, and the scones are to die for…

This is the first in the series and I’m catching up on it! So far it’s really good!

What are you sipping and reading today?

Decorating Pumpkins and Gourds With Your Children….and Cupcakes!

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Welcome to Fallinter. They say it is Fall but it feels like Winter! This morning I started my day with Tazo Earl Grey and then I saw the cupcakes. In my head I threw the idea out that they are just basically muffins. I’m sure you can see my mouth won the battle of cupcakes for breakfast!

Yesterday was Arts and Crafts day at Chez Cowan. We had so many small pumpkins and gourds and since I had burned my finger on the hot glue gun, we decided to go the regular Elmer’s Glue route.

I save old shower liners to use as a drop cloth for painting and crafts so that went on the table along with these adorable black paper plates with dancing skeletons on them, each full of a different thing. One for glue, one for glitter ( orange and gold) and one for Halloween sprinkles, and one with Epsom Salts. We divided up the ones we wanted and went to work making a mess. I had the two white ones. I painted glue all over it and covered it with gold glitter and on top a glittered acorn. On and on we went. The Epsom Salt looks just like ice crystals and they were so creative. Then we made cuppy cakes and took them to our neighbors. They were worn out when they went home.

I hope your Friday is peaceful and full of sunshine. It is foggy and raining and cold here. Perfect day to try some new teas and read a cozy mystery!

XX Patricia

GO OUTSIDE AND PLAY! BUT BRING TEA!

Good Morning. Bright and sunny here this morning. Sipping on some Peppermint Tea from Tazo and planning the day.

Yesterday we headed over to Lake Hefner, which is just down the street to see if the water had receded any from the rains. Some spots were better than others but we saw so many cranes and swans and a blue heron along with toddler ducks.

In the one picture I have no idea why someone would go to the park every day and feed these freaking poop machines! We were all taping it. I can’t wait to go back today. And we are. There are so many miles of trails and we are trying to map out one that I feel safe going alone on. The fact that a huge portion of the trails by the lake are also the places where all the lovely outdoor restaurants are so we’ll see which trail we take.

I wanted to tell you that I started the Teabag in a card project. I received a ton of tea themed stickers so I made my own cards and inside each one I stuck a tea bag. This week’s was Salted Caramel. The note just said, let’s share some tea and have a chat! Call me when you get this and we’ll sip and talk. Last night my momma sent a text. She was so surprised and happy. She doesn’t drink coffee so she is trying the tea this morning. So far I have mailed them to my sisters and momma but I’m branching out now to neighbors and just people who need a little happy in their day.

I hope you all have a happy day! It’s book release day so I’ll be busy today!

xx Patricia

TEA, RAIN, AND DEEP THOUGHTS….

The week-end is upon us. And so is the rain. Never. Ending. Rain. And this morning I did something I never do. I made a mug of tea and climbed back into bed and finished my book! It felt comforting and a bit undisciplined for me.

I’m still not officially recognizing Fall. Drinking Chai is about as close I’ll come for now.

The entire country has almost lost their minds over the drama that is our supposed government. Women banding together to tell men they have no control over their bodies! Can you imagine us passing a law that prohibits men from taking Viagra? I say if we confirm this guy every woman in the country should put on a chastity belt and say, Nope! How long before these guys cave? Not long, I’ll guess. And that’s all I’m saying about that for now.

I’m still trying to figure out what my new normal is. I’ve accepted that my eye looks great and no one would even know I’ve been through over 2 years of trying to see again. I’m tired of waiting for my life to get back to normal. I’m trying to accept that this may be as good as it gets and I’m okay with that, but what do I do now? Assassin is out as I need that eye for shooting. No race car driving. I’m quite sure I could get a job in the White House. Obviously you don’t need to be at full capacity to work there. Or maybe I’ll write my memoirs and give my mother a heart attack.

There are millions of things I could do but all I really want to do is read, drink tea, lay in the pool and buy shoes. So if you know of any job openings like that, let me know. Or maybe I’ll move to Arizona and be warm all the time! Whatever it is it will be awesome!

xx Have a great weekend and take time for a good cuppa!  Patricia

ARE YOU LIVING WHAT YOU BELIEVE?

“There’s only so much space inside a person, so you have to be careful what you let fill you up. Anger, bitterness and despair will crowd in if you let them, but so will mercy, forgiveness, and joy….if you make the room and invite them in. Sometimes you have to work extra hard to make the room.”

Good Monday Morning! Having a big mug of Tazo Organic Earl Grey Noir. Sounds very mysterious. But it tastes lovely!

Yesterday was my thinking day. Taking stock if you will. And one thing kept popping into my brain. Are you living what you believe? And like most of the country I said, no. We have been gradually conditioned to gloss over any bad behavior, any lie, any responsibility for our actions and when I protest I hear a lot of Who Cares?

I do. I care. I am sick of non-reality reality shows. I am sick of people behaving badly and being rewarded for it. I expect respect and common decency. The entire political scene has become a really bad Honey Boo Boo episode. As a friend once said, the world needs an enema. I am all for people having guns. I am not for just passing them out like Halloween candy. Make some guidelines. Stop sending your thoughts and prayers and vote. Make noise. Our children shouldn’t have to be afraid to go to school or to the mall.

I for one am tired of looking the other way while people aren’t held accountable for their actions. The bar is so low now and that is not acceptable. Get yourself registered to vote and use our voice to demand change. Because if you believe it you have to live it, and I for one am starting that today.

xx Patricia