frazzled & frumpy

This country is filled with beauty of all kinds. I've lived in the desserts of Arizona, the farmlands of Idaho, the lush, tree-filled hills of New York and Virginia. I've traveled a little and have seen both the Atlantic and the Pacific oceans and climbed the sand dunes of Kitty Hawk.  But, in all the places I've been I feel lucky to say that I've made my home in my very favorite place of all.

The new month welcomed me this morning with a lovely pink sunrise.  The sun blushed the horizon over my snow capped mountains. (Did you know I own mountains? heehee)  It made me smile. So appropriate for this month of love. Years ago, when my kids were all little, dates were few and very far between.  Babysitters cost too much and we were hard pressed to find one who would watch our large brood.  So, Valentine's day was just another day, with the exception of preparing those little cards for class parties.  One year I decided to change that.  After my children went to bed on Valentine's Eve, I decorated the house.  Nothing fancy, just red streamers, a few hearts and balloons.  When they got up, it was a sweet LOVE surprise. Since then, we've expanded to Love Week , where we have favorite meals, treats and a box for Love Notes.  The kids are encouraged to give each other Valentine's, and between the Handy Man and I, they get at least one ...