Welcome Home

Do you ever want to pinch yourself because you just feel so blessed? Lucky. Alive. I’m known for being a glass half-full sort, and lately that glass has been overflowing. {Maybe I’m channeling Dharma.} Joy is arriving in waves — not lapping, but of the tsunami variety. Giant, rolling surges of happiness that catch me off guard and make me a bit dizzy.
And even better? I love to swim. So, when I’m not blowing bubbles at schools of brightly colored fish as they swish and swirl through their nautical kingdom, I’m backstroking, watching the color of the sky change as the sun moves slowly overhead. A great place to be to watch for falling stars and consider how lucky you already are.

In childhood, I was the kid who dreamed of seeing the seven seas, carrying a passport thick with stamps and shopping in open-air markets for the catch of the day. I’ve gotten to see so much of the world already, with the possibility of adding several more countries to my list this year. I’m the world traveler who still lives 10 miles from my childhood home.

I was also the girl who dreamed of living like Nancy Drew, with a closet full of clothes just right for the task at hand, the girlfriends who were always there in a pinch, the little speedy car with the air blowing through my hair. Not to mention outwitting the bad guys. I’m so thankful for minimal villains.

I couldn’t have ever imagined the joy I’d find in a daily routine. I never thought I’d be an athlete. I never thought my brother would be one of my best friends. I never thought I’d find happiness living two states away from my parents. I never thought I’d consider taking a day off of work to spend the time at home, knee deep in cookbooks. Or jump for joy at the redesigned Martha site. Again with the aprons and pearls. Who’d have thought?

Ultimately, I’m learning joy is all around us. It is just a matter of inviting her in with a welcoming, deserving, grateful smile. {And perhaps a cup of tea and a cookie.}

banana chocolate chip oat cookies

Chocolate Banana Oat Cookies:
2 Cups all-purpose flour
1/2 Teaspoon salt
1/2 Teaspoon ground cinnamon
1 Teaspoon baking powder
1 Teaspoon baking soda
1 Cup (2 sticks) unsalted butter, room temperature
1 Cup packed light-brown sugar
1/2 Cup granulated sugar
1 Tablespoon pure vanilla extract
3 Tablespoons milk
2 large eggs
3 Cups old-fashioned oats

(Or one pre-mixed bag of oatmeal cookies from Betty Crocker.)

To this, add:
2 more cups of old-fashioned oats
2 bananas (the riper, the better)
1 bag of chocolate chips

Heat the oven to 350 degrees. Grease two baking sheets. Mix all ingredients in a deep, large bowl. Watch the consistency. If the cookies are too runny, add more oats. Too dry? Add a bit of soy milk. Scoop out your cookies and cook for 12-15 minutes. This should make 2-3 dozen. These are like those chocolate covered bananas at Disneyland, but oaty.


P.S Wish of the week: to attend this class. I’d make this bag in chocolate brown and pink, with a tiny passport pocket inside. In New York City. With a stop afterward at the Magnolia Bakery. What are you wishing for?

19 Replies to “Welcome Home”

  1. Kelli, how funny–I was just reading that site yesterday and dreaming of taking a mini-vacation in NYC to take some Purl classes. I wish there were a Purl north up here. Good for you for taking a day off. I did last week and it did me a world of good. Your joy often leaps off the pages of your site, which makes you such a pleasure to read.

  2. Goodness, I think my wish of the week is to be able to look at the world a little more like Miss Kelli does – with more openness and appreciation for even the little stuff.

    I needed your words today. Thanks! And the cookies look great too πŸ™‚

  3. I know what you mean about your adult life being different/better that what you imagined as a kid. Once I was on a plane flying to Disney World with two of my best girlfriends. I happened to think about going to Disney when I was a kid and I got all choked up because as a child I would have never dreamed that I could go to Disney, as an adult, with friends, just because I wanted too! I also never imagined going to Europe or traveling across the US or any of the many things I had done at that point. It’s a great feeling to know you have done well by that little girl you used to be!

  4. That bag is just what I am looking for…too bad that nary a creative stitch awaits within these fingers of mine. I wish that I was capable of being craftily creative.

  5. it’s nice to count ones blessings! you live a charmed life, for sure. thanks for the recipe. those cookies look so appealing!

  6. Well I know what I’ll be making on Thursday when I’m home with the kids. πŸ™‚

    And I know. Sometimes finding the joy in life just takes opening your eyes and seeing the abundance around you. The daffodils on my desk, the view from my window, the promise of lunch with a friend.

    And I’m so thankful that I filled my passport before I had children – and look forward to filling the next one with them at my side.

  7. Kelli you have such a wonderful outlook of life! Love it πŸ™‚ I’m such a pessimist & I MUST change that. Thanks for being such a positive person with a great attitude.

  8. Thanks for the cheer-up and allowing me to appreciate the small things in life. When you’re so busy during the day it’s sometimes hard to stop and look at the world around you!

    As I’m writing this, the ice cream truck is driving by. I’m wishing I were fast enough to run outside and get some. haha!

  9. I am happy that your glass is overflowing. I too wanted to travel the world but done as much as I’d hoped. My offspring on the other hand, has his passport overflowing with stamps from foreign lands. I have dipped my toes in the Atlantic, Pacific, Mediteranean and Caribean. Lots of lakes though in the North West Territories. The one place I want to travel before I can’t anymore are the Baltics. I want to dip my toes into the North Sea…some day soon..Your right, MS site is way better..ciao

  10. Kelli, I feel so happy for you! Cherish your joy, tuck little bits of it into your heart like cotton around a fragile treasure, so you will always be able to draw wisps out when you need a lift. Reflecting on your reminiscing, I’m not who I thought I would be when I dreamed my girl-dreams – I’m much more! (Isn’t it fun to grow?)

  11. It’s soooo nice to see such optimism πŸ™‚ I think I’ll make those cookies this afternoon too πŸ™‚

    It’s a wonderful day here today – sunny and cold, but clear! And it’s Wednesday so the kids are free this afternoon. I’m going to forget my to-do list and chill with them πŸ™‚

  12. what a lovely, joyful post. i have been feeling that way too recently… filled with joy in small daily things, and sometimes stopping to reflect with surprise at how different my joy is from what i imagined it to be when i was younger. there is a good creative energy in the air right now… it’s in me + e, who has been writing like a madman for a couple of months with no sign of slowing, something lovely that is making us both want to burst with the excitment of making and doing. it’s good stuff πŸ™‚

  13. What synchronicity – I have two bananas (that are somewhat past “ripe”) just staring at me… now I know what to do with them! I’m going to make a batch of these for my party on Saturday.

    I wish…I wish…hmmmm. I wish for a great new job. That’s the thing that would most bring me joy right now.

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