The Better Way to Revisit Childhood

A couple weeks ago I was in my local craft store trying to get ideas for a fun project to do while the Los Angeles rain clouds wreaked their havoc. While I saw many great things, something that caught my eye was a huge box of sidewalk chalk. Instantly memories of 1st grade rushed into my mind. Playing hopscotch, drawing elaborate murals that would be hosed down by the janitorial staff at night, and getting colorful smears of chalk over my uniform. Though there was no chance of me getting to use my purchases immediately, I couldn’t help but buy boxes and boxes of chalk.

{Follow the road your heart desires because the Yellow Brick Road is overrated}

{Chalk}

Towards the end of recess, my 1st grade self and my best friends (who I still am good friends with) would marvel at our work and then make a wish as the fairy dust (chalk dust) would swirl around us in the wind.

{"Fairy dust"}

The Better Book Club Read

Usually I’m not a big fan of Young Adult literature. Most of the time I find it funny (in a tragic way) how adults choose to portray teenagers. Of all the books I’ve read, the only author that creates realistic teen characters as well as John Green is J.D Salinger. I don’t want to describe the book for fear of giving away the fantastic plot, but if you want to know more about it click here. For the skeptics out there, I will say that if the main characters were not teenagers this book probably wouldn’t be a YA novel. If you are not a fan of reading, then perhaps you should listen to it (as I did) by downloading the audio book from Audible.com. I’m not a person who cries during movies, plays, or books, but this story got me (and some of my book snob friends). Here are some reviews so if you don’t believe what I have to say you can check it out for yourself!

The Better Chocolate Chip Muffins

For the last two weeks The Better Mom and Dad have been cleaning out our cluttered, three car garage. Since I opted not to help them out with this little huge project, I decided the least I could do was feed the hungry workers. Nothing too fussy, and nothing that required them to sit down at the kitchen table. These chocolate chip muffins were the perfect solutions. Our garage is so clean and spacious that when you talk your voice echoes all around.