I LOVE daylight savings time. In my rank of favorite days of the year- Spring forward ranks third. (Only the Summer solstice & Christmas Eve ranking ahead).
I love that every day gets lighter, warmer and longer. I love that breakfast places are empty, and the birds are chirping when I wake up. I just love love love Spring Savings.
It is unofficial magical marker of Spring. Spring smiles lovelies!
Magic- at the Orsay Museum (fromparis.com)
There is something magical about February 29. For most of the two thousand years that the world has operated on the Gregorian calendar, February 29 is the day that does not exist.
But today- it does.
What does one do on a day that does not exist?
While I spend the day trying to wrap my mind around the fact 2012 has 24 extra hours- I hope that YOU are planning something magical. It’s the day that does not exist, afterall. Nothing is impossible!
You have fifteen hours left until Leap Day begins its four year orbit around the sun- that’s plenty of time for magic.
I am sitting here on this damp Saturday morning, sipping coffee and biting into THIS. This is the banana chocolate chip cookie. And it is divine. I would call it a perfect mix between banana bread, cake, cookie, scone, and muffin.
The bananas were mixed with half a teaspoon of baking soda, so they became fluffy and took on a cake density.
Probably, I should not have cookies for breakfast (my mother never approved of my early morning sweet tooth). But honestly, I'm not sure what these are- besides delicious.
I am told that I am the spitting image of my mother. And those words make me the happiest girl in the world. My mother is the most beautiful lady I have ever met.
My mom is a dreamer. When we were young she taught me to climb the walls between our doorways. She broke her toe doing a head stand in my basement on her 45th birthday. She cried with me when I was sad. She laughed with me when I was happy. She made my childhood the best one I could ever imagine, and in my young adult life- she is equally lovely.
To be compared to her is the greatest compliment I could ever receive.
Aren't birthdays just the best? It is a perfect day. You celebrate another year of life and all the happiness that the last one brought. And on your birthday, you should be treated like a princess.
Or in this case, a prince. It was my friend Aarons birthday last week, and lucky for him- I know his weakness. Chocolate and peanut butter.
I searched all morning for the perfect recipe and came upon these (from a cake at annies-eats). They came out a little dry- I suspect from a tiny too much baking soda- but that didn't stop me and my sister from eating every single left over.
So thank you Aaron, for having a birthday. and a really, really smart sweet tooth. And hey, happy birthday!
