A New Light

twinkles – how people, places and things shine and share happiness
winks – little hints from life lighting the way toward one’s happiest path
 ……………………………………………………………………………...........………………………………………………………………………..…….
Some folks thrive on the drama.  They live for the next crisis.  They can’t seem to enjoy what’s going on right now and instead worry about the next big thing, be it good/bad or happy/sad.

So here’s today’s Twinkle Tip: don’t feed the flames.  Misery loves company and knowingly or unknowingly wants to whack you into Grumpland, too.

When Drama Diva calls you in a tizzy, look for a glimmer of a twinkle in the situ and share it. When Crisis City shows up at your door, listen and nod and just parrot back what they’ve said to you.

Because some folks SAY they wanna drop the drama but don’t do a damn thing to retrain their brains to reframe and choose joy.  Because some folks SAY they wanna crush the crisis, but don’t do a damn thing to stay calm and carry on.

Every dollop or drama, each cup of crisis gives you a chance to cook up a fresh batch of looking at life in a new light.

Learn to look for twinkles in each and every situation.  And life then lends more twinkles, leading you right to your happy.  


 
 

Balls

On Monday, 3.12.12, the Fuzzy Hubbs and I started a clean-eating detox full of healthy grown grubs: fruit, veggies, nuts, seeds, whole grains, eggs, fish (if one eats things with faces).  No sugar, no gluten, no dairy, no soy, no corn, no caffeine, no alcohol.  I spent hours chopping, whirling, and steaming three meals and snacks each day.  We even brought our own clean eats to a big St. Patrick’s Day bash.   We even brought our own clean eats to a big neighborhood bash this past Saturday.

And on Saturday, 3.24.12, just 12 days into our 30 day detox, we even ate the pizza, beer dip, potato chips, corn chips, whiskey, wine and beer provided by aforementioned neighbors at the neighborhood bash. 
And even loved every deliciously dirty bite.  

So, yeah, we failed. But with failure we all learn and we learned a lot in just 12 days of detox.  Highlights include:

1.)  I don’t miss coffee.  I’m not lying.  I feel quite free from the Java Beast actually.

2.)  We both prefer big giant salads for lunch over big giant sandwiches.  

3.)  We still don’t like quinoa.  I think it tastes like dirty mushrooms and he thinks it looks like fish eggs. BUT!  It holds up well in aforementioned big giant salad slopped with some yummy clean-eating dressings.

4.)  I do miss my muffins.  Because my muffins knock my socks off and I love making them with all the kiddos.  

5.)   Eating clean foods left us both feeling light, clear-headed and energetic.  

6.)   I’ve learned what I can live with and what I can live without.  I’ve learned you can make time to do anything that is important to you. I’ve learned that sometimes
even if you don’t reach your goal, you still end up learning a lot and learning how to whirl up some terrific twinkle treats, like these Fuzzy Balls.  Whirl ‘em up and I bet they make you giggle every time your grab for ‘em because balls is, always was, and always will be, a funny
word.

FUZZY BALLS

½ c nuts
½ c dates or prunes
½ c cocoa powder
½ c agave nectar
½ c nut butter
½ t vanilla
¼ t salt
another ½ c nuts
1 c shredded coconut

Whirl first ½ c nuts in food processor until ground. 
Add fruit and pulse.  Add cocoa, agave, nut butter, vanilla, and salt.  Whirl until smooth.  Add last ½ c nuts and pulse until combined.  

Make balls as big or little as you like.  And giggle at the word balls.  And then roll those big or little balls
in the curly coconut.  Stick those fuzzy balls in a closed container, freeze, and eat whenever you’re in the mood
for some good balls.  Probably stick to two at a time, because that’s about as much as any classy gal
could/would/should handle.  
 


 
 

Mess Up and Move On

You’re gonna mess up.  You’re gonna stick your foot in your mouth.  You’re gonna want to crawl into bed and wish life came with a rewind button.

But it doesn’t.  

So clean up the mess. Acknowledge aforementioned foot in your mouth.  Get out of bed, make the bed, maybe even toss a few pretty pillows on top of it to make up for all the crap that made you crawl in there in the first
place.

And move on.

Remember to think before you speak.  Review before you click send.  Recognize what you did wrong and relish in the twinkley chance to live, learn, and let go and move forward.