These are a few of my favorite things...

I haven't been myself lately. I had a few posts I wanted to get to this past week and for some reason, I just couldn't get motivated. I'm not worried mind you. I've travelled this road before. I'm sure it has to do with the changing of the seasons; the cycles of being. My family is well, my business is maintaining its prospected rate of growth and, this is a big one, I'm finally making the move to Pennsylvania in November! So why the mubblefubbles?

Today, the why is irrelevant. At present, the question is how. How do you navigate through the mulligrubs? I have an assortment of ways. After counting my blessings instead of sheep, I hum My Favorite Things from The Sound of Music.

Raindrops on roses and whiskers on kittens,
bright copper kettles and warm woolen mittens,
brown paper packages tied up with strings,
these are a few of my favorite things.

Cream colored ponies and crisp apple strudels,
door bells and sleigh bells and schnitzel with noodles.
Wild geese that fly with the moon on their wings.
these are a few of my favorite things.

Girls in white dresses with blue satin sashes,
snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes,
silver white winters that melt into springs,
these are a few of my favorite things.

When the dog bites, when the bee stings,
when I'm feeling sad,
I simply remember my favorite things...
and then I don't feel so bad.
Thanks Sunny Corner:)

Favorite things to me are just that, "things." Those we love automatically top the charts as well as those we care about and respect. Things, on the other hand, are changeable. If I were to ask you yesterday, to divulge a list of your favorite things, that list could literally change overnight. You may wake up in the morning bursting with vim and vigor and make a conscience decision to thank your pillow. Who knows, your pillow, at that very instance, could be your favorite thing!!!

By now, you must know one of my favorite things is cookbooks. Today, I have decided to put them back on their shelves and share a few of my other favorite things with you. It usually makes me feel better to hum the words to my favorite musicals. 

My mother was a huge fan of Doris Day. I'm sure I've watched all of her musicals more than once. I don't consider myself a music buff by any means. I sometimes surprise myself, and others, by knowing the words to songs I haven't heard since childhood. I'm real good at Italian Songs although, I can't speak much Italian. (I do understand some dialects of Italian though:) So, without further ado, at the moment...

These Are a Few of My Favorite Things

My sister has been coming over scanning family pictures for the past month or so. This one was taken while we still lived on the east side of Manhattan. I don't like having my picture taken. It was a pleasant surprise to find a picture with me smiling (minus a couple of teeth:)
My paternal grandmother always had Morning Glories growing on her windowsill in the city. She saved the seeds each year to plant the next. I do believe her Morning Glories were bigger and more beautiful than the ones I grow each year, no matter where I am! I too save the seeds from year to year.
Yep, that's me again in my Easter outfit. We didn't have a lot of money growing up in the suburbs. Somehow though, we always managed to get new Easter outfits. This one is still my favorite!I was in a salt and pepper collecting craze for a few years. I managed to assemble quite a few. These are two from my "retro" collection:)Spiders are not on my list of favorite things, usually. As a matter of fact, I was bitten by a brown recluse spider 4 years ago. I somehow contracted Lyme Disease from the bite. It was an arduous recovery but after nine long months, I was diagnosed and healed.

It seems like I've been watching this spider out my window in the Hamptons most of the summer. My first instinct, I admit, was to destroy his web. I wish I would have taken a picture of the stages of the web's growth. I find it quite fascinating to watch. I often watch him out the window in the morning while drinking my coffee.

...and I welcome PA!I learned two things about myself the last couple of months. Nascar remains unfavorable to my taste. However, camping, roasted clams and fried oreos are Awesome! That's me stirring up the un-popped clams. They were oh so good:)If you've never seen a dried Cockscomb, you are truly missing out. I bought this one at an Amish farm stand at the flea market a couple of years ago and it is simply magnificent!The seeds are so tiny and can be found on the "grassy" neck of the stem. I haphazardly planted a few of them this past summer, never thinking they would actually grow. I guess a bit of neglect didn't hurt them all that much. They seem to be doing fine. I will be planting these again next spring. (I just found out that some of these plants may be edible. I will be looking into that notion for sure!)How does she look?The best pretzels, Ever!By the Grace of God, my home in Pennsylvania is just perfect for me. I live in a rural area on a main road. As a suburban city girl, I've grown accustomed to a certain amount of hustle and bustle. As I look out my window, I think, I've accomplished my goal:)

There, I feel better already. Are you a seasonal person? Does the weather affect your mood? I would love to hear how you chase away the "mubblefubbles."

Don't forget National Guacamole Day tomorrow, September 16th. (Follow that  link to guacamole bargains)

Until next time, Que Sera, Sera...