I have to admit that I’ve been running myself ragged lately. Ragged! As if working full time and taking care of my family and household weren’t enough, I’ve gone and started volunteering at a local cooking school. I’m also cooking for almost every event I get invited to. It’s practice. Then last week I had a much needed hiatus from the madness. Thankfully Savannah aka SLOW vannah is just a few hours away and I had an excursion planned to see a concert. It was extremely soothing. Sitting under the oaks eating ice cream, browsing boutiques, sleeping until my eyes opened. I must do it again real soon.

Like the drunk monkey said to Dr. Doolittle, “I give it up!”The monkey had a drinking problem and as he said those words he tossed his miniature flask to the ground. I’ve tossed my shovel to the ground. I too, “give it up!” In the month of March I set out to create this backyard oasis. I was determined to excavate the land, level out the hole with sand and lay pavers creating a beautiful patio. I wanted a platform for my outdoor seating area. Well, I spent weeks clearing the land. It’s about 25′ in diameter. And then, well, um, see, the project kinda, sorta, maybe got out of…

Okay, so I know this seems sudden, but I catered my first event yesterday. In fact, I’m so excited about it I can hardly sleep. It’s actually just a few minutes after midnight. Anywho, I learned during this event that I could really get used to this. I’ll fess up that it wasn’t a paying gig and the client is my mother-in-law, but her bookclub – a complete group of strangers – ate everything. They each deliberately consumed every morsel on their plates. A few even went back for seconds. That felt good. These weren’t friends or family members, these were some women I’d never seen in my life, but…