Tall Tales For Fall


Well, the Thanksgiving week has officially arrived! Cue the last-minute dashes to the grocery store and wondering for the umpteenth time if you really and truly have everything you need to start making your feast :)

I will be taking the week off over here on The Random Path and in the blogosphere and I will be back writing here the following week. Times have changed since I was a kid and they now give kids practically if not the whole week off from school for Thanksgiving now, so that should explain a bit of my upcoming week ;)

I wish all of you a very Happy Thanksgiving full of good food, good people, lots of football, and one of my favorite things, the Macy’s Day Parade!

Thankful: 2015 Edition

According to Dictionary.com, the definition of “thankful” is: feeling or expressing gratitude; appreciative.

Well, that is how I am feeling right now. With Thanksgiving right around the corner, I feel I have much to be thankful for and I am definitely appreciative for the blessings that have happened this year:)


This year I am thankful for:

* My dad’s surgery going successfully.

* Our re-entry into California. From arriving here safely to everything working out like we had hoped, I am so thankful!

* My daughter’s new school and her wonderful and amazing teacher.

* For friends that no matter what happens, they got your back.

* A roof over my head and food in my belly.

* My daughter who tells me that I am her best friend *heart melts*

* My husband who continues to be my champion and whose shoulder I lean on more times than I can count.

* For my cat who doesn’t mind that I talk to him in “baby talk” and tell him how much I “wuv him”.

* For our freedoms and living in this beautiful country.

What are you thankful for as 2015 winds down?

Lest you think I’ve taken leave of my senses, and have started to watch Scooby-Doo Where Are You? by myself with a hot cup of doctored coffee, that is not the case. Rest assured, dear readers. :) My daughter has “discovered” Scooby-Doo and now I am being forced lovingly watching the episodes with her.

Now to be fair, I totally and with full-fledged abandon, watched these Scooby-Doo episodes as a kid. As a small child, I looooooved this show! (By the way, can I just say how surreal it is to watch a show with your kid that you yourself watched as a kid? Whoa…)

So without further adieu and with absolute beloved humor, I offer the following observations about Scooby-Doo, Where Are You?


♦ Why was Velma always losing her glasses? Like, literally every episode, you can always hear her exclaim “My glasses! Where are my glasses?” Inevitably, Scooby or Shaggy would find them and give them back to her, but not before hijinks would ensue in the meantime.

♦ Does no one notice that Scooby-Doo talks?

♦ What are Scooby Snacks and what the heck are in them that will make Scooby do anything that is asked of him and why does Shaggy want to eat them as well? Hmmmm… well the original episodes are from 1969, so…

♦ Why are they always running?


♦ You would think that every single house on this show is not only a mansion, but a decrepit, falling-down one at that, which is perpetually haunted.

♦ Seriously, a talking dog? Why does no one think this is weird? Is everyone eating the Scooby Snacks??


♦ These meddling kids drive around aimlessly in a van that always seems to have a full gas tank (unless the episode conveniently calls for it not to be) Mwah ha, ha, ha…

♦ Why are Fred, Velma, and Daphne always so surprised when the culprit is unmasked? Did you really think you were dealing with a ghost? Really? This far in??

♦ Scooby-Doo can talk. Sure, it sounds like he has marbles in his mouth, but still, the dog…is…conversing. #ruh #roh

♦ Velma’s choice of clothing. I mean… All the orange and red together… Never mind the whole turtle-neck sweater with a flared skirt and knee-socks combo. Oh Velma…

So there you have it. My observations :) This show still make me smile and honestly, I really do love watching it all over again with my kiddo :)

Do you remember Scooby-Doo Where Are You? What do remember about it?

The Light

The light caught my eye, I stared mesmerized across the canyon, waiting for the wind to take me away.

The light was almost gone, glorious instances of brilliance, incandescent in form. The candles they flick, the breeze goes by and everything shines with particles of dreams.

The light it fades away and the shadows, they stretch against the wall. I wait to bask in their opaqueness.

The darkness settles across the plain. The light has disappeared and there is no shimmer to be seen. The dreary it comes and I embrace the nightfall. My breath is steady, my lifeblood secure. I wait for the light. I will wait for the light.

The mist it comes, like a ghost rising up from beyond. The first glint of rich sun, unclouded and unobscured, begin to show their glorious and resplendent luminousness.

The light, for she is high in the sky now, radiates brilliant beams. My face upturned, I bask in her glory.

The light caught my eye and I went back to what I know.

Don’t let the title scare you seriously… Even if you could give a fig about gluten and whether you are eating it or not, you have got to try these cookies! Telling the truth here people, I made these cookies yesterday and my family has already barreled through half of them. And best of all, these oatmeal cookies have chocolate chips in them!!! YOU CANT GO WRONG WITH CHOCOLATE!!! ♥♥♥♥

Make these cookies and tell me you don’t ingest 10 of ’em by dinnertime ;) You can also make these for Thanksgiving and Christmas, but I suggest making a batch now to you know, um, taste-test them, and then um, make them again for an upcoming holiday :)


Gluten-Free Oatmeal Cookies


  • ¼ cup butter
  • 1 ¼ teaspoon baking soda
  • ¾ cup sugar
  • 3 cups rolled oats (I used Trader Joe’s gluten-free oats)
  • ¾ cup brown sugar
  • 6 oz. chocolate chips
  • 2 eggs
  • ½ cup walnuts
  • 1 teaspoon vanilla
  • 1 cup peanut butter


  • Preheat oven to 350°
  • In a large bowl, combine sugar, brown sugar, and butter and beat until creamy. Add eggs, vanilla, and baking soda and mix well. Add peanut butter and mix well. Stir in oats, chocolate chips, and nuts. Place a teaspoon* full of dough about 2 inches apart on a lightly greased cookie sheet.
  • Bake 10-12 minutes until lightly browned around the edges.

*My teaspoon full was closer to a tablespoon full. Just thought I’d give full disclosure. They still baked normally :)

**Recipe adapted from Trader Joe’s own recipe

Last Year’s Baggage

Nine weeks or so until the calendar of 2015 gets yanked unceremoniously off the wall and a heavy-sighing, slightly hung-over you, puts up a fresh 2016 calendar.

Let that sink in for a minute…have anxiety yet?

Yes, in less than two months 2015 will be in the rear-view mirror and January will open with the promise of possibility and far-flung goal-setting that will end in a fire of disappointment.

No, I am not being pessimistic. I am being honest.

We as humans carry around a lot of baggage. Emotional baggage that weighs more than one could ever know. Sure, we adjust the weight of the baggage so that it is not too taxing on our shoulders and maybe we shift it around a bit so our neck doesn’t hurt or our head doesn’t throb from the burden of carrying it all.

But it is still there…

It is no wonder that we fruitlessly try to adjust our lives January 1st, and by the middle of the month (sometimes sooner), we’ve said, well we will start over again next month or we’ve simply just thrown in the towel, saying there’s always next year.

Don’t bring last year’s baggage into the new year.

Just don’t.

January means a clean slate. 2016 as a whole, means you have twelve months of endless possibility. Twelve whole months in which to dream big, shoot for the stars, live a holistic and meaningful life! Doesn’t that sound amazing?


It sure does and you can totally do it…on one condition…

The baggage has got to stay. Take it off your back and set it down on the floor. The horrible 2015 baggage that said you’re not good enough, smart enough, beautiful enough, thin enough, “insert-here” enough… Set. It. Down.

That baggage is a liar.

And you know that deep down.

2016 is going to be the year of you. Awesome-sauce you. You are going to fly, my friend. But your wings only let you soar sans baggage.

Don’t bring all that emotional baggage from 2015 into a new year.

Flip the page, literally. You can do it.

I know you can.


“If I waited for perfection, I would never write a word” -Margaret Atwood


If I had waited for perfection, I would have never started a blog, written a post, and made new friends via an online space of continuous community.

If I had waited for perfection, I would have never applied to colleges other than the college of my dreams. I would have been bitter at not going to the school of my choice, and would have missed out on a learning experience that still stays with me to this day. I would have missed out on that amazing moment of holding my bachelor’s degree in my hand and marveling at the fact that that is indeed my name on the document.

If I had waited for perfection, I wouldn’t have taken the job after college that led me to a chance meeting with my future husband. Had I waited for what I deemed to be the perfect job,  I would have missed out on a future with an amazing man and a precious and beautiful daughter.

If I had waited for perfection… I would still be waiting.

Because life is not perfect. In fact, it is the absolute opposite of perfect. Sure, there are good moments and most of the time, things seem to work in your favor. But the whole of life is messy and imperfect, like some sort of beautiful disaster.

And that is how it is supposed to be.

Don’t wait for perfection. Don’t wait for “the perfect moment”. Let life happen.

I guarantee there will be bits of perfection sprinkled through :)



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