Since its inception, stories and reflections have been the backbone of Pasta on the Floor. Life has provided me with an endless supply of thoughts and ideas, and I love to share these stories and thoughts. Your comments and blog posts shares are absolutely heartwarming. I thank you.
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Note: Thank you all for your kind notes, emails, and texts. I have not been inspired to blog since I lost my purpose and reason for humor, sarcasm, cooking, and life in general. I am ready to give it a go now. I am sure you are reading this headline and thinking, how...
The Celebration of Chip's life is today. I struggled with the decision to speak at the celebration about Chip but I defaulted to my comfort zone, writing: I am a mother now, but I was a wife first. Thank you, Chip, for making me your wife. I love being a mother, and...
One of the amazing women in my squad lost her dad on May 3, 2021. She wrote this passage and sent it to me entitled Musings. For some reason, I never drafted the post from her email to me. On June 7th, this past Monday, she lost her mother five weeks to the day. Her...
As we move through our lives, we pass through a series of hellos and goodbyes. We come and go throughout the day, not thinking about the joy of a new hello or the sometimes finality of a sad goodbye. As I prepare for our move from the home where we raised our children...
It has been my experience that every person needs a squad. Your squad is your people. The person or persons you text at 11am when you are stressed about work or the group you cannot wait to share your news with. It is the ultimate no judgment zone, the group hug, and...
When I was first married, I could not understand why couples struggled in their relationship in later years. The kids are gone, hopefully on to successful lives, and retirement is looming. You have made it through the hard part. The challenges of raising kids while...
Last Thursday night, before Jack was preparing to return to the University of Alabama, he invited his friends over for what may be the last time in our home. When your house becomes a home A big house is built to hold a family. To nurture that family, keep them safe...
Santa symbolizes all that good in the world. The magic in the thought that there may be such a being comforts me with childhood Christmas memories. (Back in the 1970s, I wished for straight hair for Christmas.) It’s been slightly over two years since I wrote a letter...
For what seems like years now, I have not slept through the night. I fall asleep early and wake up in the middle of the night. I wander through the house as my mind races with thoughts of family, business, finances, and lately, the loss of Izzy. I miss her terribly....
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I am often asked, “What is Pasta on the Floor?”
Pasta on the Floor is different for everyone. It is a recipe that tells a story and inspires them to try something new. For others, stories of family, joy, loss, and hope engage with them. This brings me a great deal of happiness. I do not take myself too seriously, so be forewarned the subject matter is open and truthful. In many ways, Pasta is a tale of life, and I think you will find familiarity and commonality as you scroll through these pages.
