Drinkin’ From My Saucer

Tea fun

Drinkin’ from My Saucer
I’ve never made a fortune
And it’s prob’ly too late now;
But I don’t worry ’bout that much,
I’m happy anyhow!

And as I go along life’s way
Reapin’ better than I sowed.
I’m drinkin’ from my saucer,
‘Cause my cup has overflowed!

Haven’t got a lot of riches,
And sometimes the going’s tough;
But I’ve got loving ones around me,
And that makes me rich enough!

I thank God for His blessings
And the mercies He’s bestowed.
I’m drinkin’ from my saucer,
‘Cause my cup has overflowed! * Jimmy Dean*

I’m at a Tea Class today so I hope you enjoy this as much as I did!


A Tale of Two Tents…and a Duck

It is the weekend. Sunday to be exact and I am getting prepared for our camping trip. This is our spot on the lake. I can sit and watch the kids from the sailing school try their hand at their own little boat. I miss those times.

As for campers, we are not the primitive type of camper. That would be my son, Mike, who can exist with just a hammock and fishing pole for days. We take our own air conditioner. And a really long extension cord. I’m quite sure I’m the only camper with all white bedding and 800 thread count sheets.

This time we’re taking the kids. 4 and 6. They are born campers and hikers. Only like me the 4-year-old is not going in any lake water. So we have a solution. You just bring your own small pool, and fill it with fresh water at the campsite. Ta Da, as Corbin would say!

Everything is packed and ready. And today I’m going to be making cupcakes. A Lemon Lust one and a ChocoCherry one. They are our favorites and make a great breakfast with some tea or coffee or Almond Milk.  The only cooking we do on site is hotdogs and marshmallows.  If you go on Pinterest you can find a million camping hacks, but seriously I’m not pre-cooking crap. A loaf of sourdough bread, some PB&J, chips, cupcakes and what more could you need? We’re a non-eating group except for OU Boy and he’ll drive to the marina and get a meat pie or something equally gross.

Wish us luck and I’ll see you when I return! Update 20170625_113254

xx Patricia

My Inner Child is a Pig…No, Seriously!


Having a good Saturday? I’m not sure Mother Nature has decided exactly what she is doing today. The sun peeked out around 8 this morning and then quickly slipped back under the ominous looking clouds.

Since it is Saturday and I’m feeling horribly guilty and ashamed, I thought we could have confession right here. Here it is. Last night I ate a half pint of Salted Caramel Gelato. It was like I had no power over this stuff. It was pure magic in my mouth but the entire time my stomach was yelling at me. What the hell is wrong with you?  I would have bathed in that stuff it was so good. Gluttony, you won. The lady from Game of Thrones was waiting at the kitchen door this morning just chanting away…Shame, Shame, Shame….whatever you old crone, my mouth was having an orgasmic experience and it was worth it.

I also called it dinner. At least it wasn’t cereal. I watched The F word with Gordon Ramsey last night and Snoop Dog was on. When asked what is your go to meal when it’s late and you are tired after a show? Answer: Cereal.  Stoners know. It’s always cereal.

Pamper your inner child once in a while. It’s not going to kill you.

xx Patricia


Remembering What They All Gave


On this Memorial Day, I am proud to be from a family that puts service to Country first.

From the American Revolution where we were well represented by James Walsh and a lot of his Walsh brothers. As well on my mother’s side was Billy Fennell who fought in the War of Northern Aggression and was captured in action at Weldon R.R., VA. He was later released in a prisoner exchange and got his bum back to South Carolina to live out the rest of his days.

All of my Uncles fought in the Korean War, including my Daddy, who then met my Momma in Charleston and the rest was history!

My Uncle Floyd was Air Force Intelligence in Korea and came home to become an artist, author and Professor of Arts and Humanities.

One of my uncles on the Walsh side, was in 3 wars! Came home as a Green Beret.

My brother picked up the Navy bug and served in the Gulf Wars as an ATC on the USS Forrestal, put in his 20 years, retired and went to law school and is now a bigshot lawyer. Our cousin Krissy is the helo pilot there! Bad ass girl! Owns her own plane company and is an Engineer.

Shawn Patrick, my baby, chose the Air Force. Crew Chief on the mighty C-130 and he is back home safely, writing and being in your face about everything that matters. God, I love that boy!! I had numerous cousins fighting in Iraq and Afghanistan and not all of them came home whole. But they came home and we love them all.

If I forgot someone, just know I love you all and am proud to be part of this Walsh/Fairweather Clan.


Happy Memorial Day!     :


It’s Release Day so get ready!

Books, Books and More Books!

The Woodpecker Always Pecks Twice

A Bird Lover’s Mystery.  This is the third book in this series set in North Carolina. The first is Die,Die Birdie and the last one we read was Towhee Get Your Gun.

Amy Simms, owner of Birds and Bees, has no use for her alarm clock now that she has her very own red-bellied woodpecker waking her up at the crack of dawn. The rat-a-tat -tat is waking up the entire neighborhood.

When Amy stumbles from her bed and grabs her binoculars to check out her little friend, nicknamed Drummy, a storm is brewing outside and the rain is beginning to pour down. Just as she is about to put down the binoculars she glances once more across Ruby Lake and sees a light at the old Mckutcheon house. No one has lived there in forever.

Peering hard through the rain she can vaguely make out two people struggling in…

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No Charm Intended A Cora Crafts Mystery by Mollie Cox Bryan

Cora is at it again!

Books, Books and More Books!

No Charm Intended

Cora and her best friend Jane are back with another weekend craft retreat. This time the theme is wild crafting and after the last retreat they could use a smooth week end filled with food, crafting, and friendship.

Settling into her new life and career in small-town Indigo Gap, North Carolina, Cora Chevalier is preparing to host a wildcrafting retreat at her Victorian home, Kildare House. But on day one, Cora wakes up to a disturbing text. I kidnapped her.  Is this some weird wrong number or is something going on.

Gracie, a seemingly lovely girl who is a student,nanny and part time sitter for London, Jane’s daughter, is missing.

When the police arrive Cora finds out she isn’t the only one who received weird texts and when Gracie’s boyfriend, Paul, and their good friend Henry show up at Kildare House scared and worried, rambling on about some game they all…

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