Oregon grown and adventurer at heart. Kate likes to write when she has the time. She believes that social media is causing us to be disconnected and distracted. She has a bachelor's in Journalism and Communications.
I know, I know. You're probably thinking "Yeah, right. Makeup is the only way I look good enough to leave my place of refuge."
THE century old sugar cookie recipe. The one I am forbidden to share with you because it's a family secret. Ever since I can remember, my family has made this sugar cookie recipe for holidays and special occasions. Christmas, Easter, Halloween, Valentine's Day, weddings, or just because we had the hankering for something sweet on a rainy day.
(A sappy, sad poem I feel we can all relate I guard my heart with all my might As I stare out the car window this cold December night
I am from pigtails and rainbow Pushpops From running barefoot, Pocahontas and climbing trees I'm from fairies, dragons and magic,
I gladly sit here eating my truffle Wondering if there will be enuffle I take three bites and close my eyes Not even caring about its small size
Happiness and eternal marriage Those are two things that should coexist But they don’t for me No matter how much I desire both
O how I love The sound of the Rain. The feeling Of it running down My skin. The coolness And peacefulness of The rain in the evening.