Joy Is My Goal: Daily... bread

Friday, February 26, 2010

Daily... bread

Do Cinnamon rolls count as daily bread?

18 comments:

Lana said...: YEP!!; 7:42 AM
Sandy said...: Yummmmmm
Mine's up, too.
http://sandyben.blogspot.com/; 9:14 AM
Carver said...: Those cinnamon rolls look delicious!; 9:56 AM
Annie said...: My mouth is watering; what a great shot!; 10:38 AM
bonggamom said...: Yum! My photo hunt post is about daily bread too!

http://bonggamom.blogspot.com/2010/02/daily.html; 11:00 AM
Kim, USA said...: Hmm that is so yummy and I am smelling fresh coffee too. ^_^

My Daily Kitty; 11:28 AM
Mrs. Mecomber said...: Wow, those look spectacular! SURE, daily sounds good to me! :D

I played, too. Happy weekend!; 11:37 AM
A. said...: Yes! Yes! Absolutely, yes! I can smell it from here. :); 2:48 PM
ipanema said...: why not?

hey, love the shot! yummy!; 2:59 PM
Ladykli said...: Oh My! How delicious!!!

Thanks for visiting!; 6:38 PM
jam said...: Look nice and delicious! Nice choice for this week theme!; 8:41 PM
Gattina said...: Maybe not, lol !; 12:41 AM
Anneke (Mudhooks) said...: Yep!

http://mudpuddle.wordpress.com/2010/02/27/photohunter-daily/; 12:50 AM
Marites said...: the bread looks so yummy!! happy Sunday!!

My PH is up too..; 1:19 AM
Carin said...: Mmmm it does look delicious as daily bread!; 1:48 AM
Unknown said...: Sunday February 28th, 2010
Hi Marcia,
Thank you for visiting my PH-post with all the snow.
To answer your question, I don't know if cinnamon-bread should be counted as our "daily bread", but your photo makes it look so yummy I would wish it were so. I was wondering if anyone was going to do this take on "daily". I was on my way to doing it too, when I thought it might be better to take a picture of the snow before it melts.
(I am so late with my post and commenting. I'll be commenting for two days!)
Happy Sunday!
Anna; 9:32 AM
Scott Law said...: Hey, I had the same idea but mine doesn't look nearly as sweet as yours. Sorry I'm a day late getting to your post, but great take on the theme.; 3:38 PM
Jama said...: Absolutely, it's bread spread with cinnamon! lol; 10:28 PM

"A vigorous five-mile walk will do more good for an unhappy but otherwise healthy adult than all the medicine and psychology in the world." --Paul Dudley White

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"Now if you are going to win any battle you have to do one thing. You have to make the mind run the body. Never let the body tell the mind what to do. The body will always give up. It is always tired in the morning, noon, and night. But the body is never tired if the mind is not tired." - George S. Patton, U.S. Army General, 1912 Olympian

Poem: “Welcome to Holland” by Emily Perl Kingsley

I am often asked to describe the experience of raising a child with a disability - to try to help people who have not shared that unique experience to understand it, to imagine how it would feel. It’s like this…
When you’re going to have a baby, it’s like planning a fabulous vacation trip - to Italy. You buy a bunch of guide books and make your wonderful plans. The coliseum. The Michelangelo David. The gondolas in Venice. You may learn some handy phrases in Italian. It’s all very exciting.
After months of eager anticipation, the day finally arrives. You pack your bags and off you go. Several hours later, the plane lands. The stewardess comes in and says, “Welcome To Holland”.
“Holland?!?” you say, “What do you mean “Holland”??? I signed up for Italy! I’m supposed to be in Italy. All my life I’ve dreamed of going to Italy”
But there’s been a change in the flight plan. They’ve landed in Holland and there you must stay.
The important thing is that they haven’t taken you to a horrible, disgusting, filthy place, full of pestilence, famine and disease. It’s just a different place.
So you must go and buy new guide books. And you must learn a whole new language. And you will meet a whole new group of people you would never have met.
It’s just a different place. It’s slower-paced than Italy, less flashy than Italy. But after you’ve been there for a while and you catch your breath, you look around…and you begin to notice that Holland has windmills…Holland has tulips. Holland even has Rembrandts.
But everyone you know is busy coming and going from Italy…and they’re all bragging about what a wonderful time they had there. And for the rest of your life, you will say “Yes that’s where I was supposed to go. That’s what I had planned”.
And the pain of that will never, ever, ever, ever go away…because the loss of that dream is a very significant loss.
But…if you spend your life mourning the fact that you didn’t get to Italy, you may never be free to enjoy the very special, the very lovely things…about Holland.

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