A Toast to the Loaf of my Life

 Today I am raising a toast to my butter half on the occasion of our 32nd Wedding Anniversary!

He makes my heart turn to jelly.

Joe truly is the best thing since sliced bread - our love never gets stale and as you can see in our wedding picture below, he likes my buns (still). 😘

June 17, 1989

32 years of laughter

a fair bit of sorrow

we've lived in CA, WI, CH

and the land of Saguaro


it took a while

for our girls to arrive

parenting partners

together we survive 

your kindness is a plus

your farts are a minus

as a best friend

you are the finest

everyday I recommit

my love for you

32 years later

I'd still say "I do"

©2021, Bridget Magee. All Rights Reserved.


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Eat Hole Foods

Happy Doughnut Day! 

I couldn't let this HOLE-Y Day of Obligation go by without sprinkling a bit of fun ala my a-dough-rable hubby and daughter.

I donut know what I'd do without them. 

Wait, yes I do. I'd be able to see my abs.

Here's the method to my dynamic dough-o's madness:

🍩 Activated the yeast:

🍩 Mixed the ingredients:
🍩 Let it rise:

🍩 Formed the doughnuts and air fried them:
🍩 Got a little glazy:

I love Joe a hole lot for being my weird dough!

If you don't have a resident baker, donut worry! To find your center make your way to:

🍩 Dunkin' Donuts where they are giving away a FREE classic doughnut of your choice with any beverage purchase!

🍩 Krispy Kreme is giving away a FREE doughnut as well. If you show proof of vaccination, you can score TWO!

Both offers are good today, 4 June 2021 in the US. (Sadly there are no Krispy Kreme stores in Switzerland and only 1 Dunkin' store that I know of - in the Zurich train station. Not convenient.)

Today's poem touches on what motivated me to go to mass when I was a child.

I sit on the rigid

high-gloss polished pew.

Incense perfumes

my flowered taffeta dress.

Head bowed I ponder

my Heavenly Reward

for sitting so still.

My meditative state

has nothing to do

with the Kingdom of God

the priest is extolling

from the pulpit.

His words ricochet

off the pale swirled granite floors

and rainbow stained glass windows

but never penetrate

my focused concentration

on the compensation

for this hour of surrender –

a chocolate doughnut –

MY Heavenly Reward.


©2021, Bridget Magee. All Rights Reserved. 


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