Sunday, April 14, 2013. Hen a baby is first thrust from the womb and into our world, their tiny lungs fill with our air while a fresh cry rushes out of them. When you pry open their fist to savor the little, the wrinkles, the perfection, it appears their hands are empty. Brought nothing into their new existence but every mother, father, grandparent and relative of that baby knows this. How to help carry their burden? Walk with them in this journey? And while the ba.

Musings of a Gal Trapped in the Suburban Carnival. I started Belle of the Carnival as a fun outlet for writing and connecting with other like-minded people. It morphed into this beautiful place that I visited weekly sharing thoughts, ideas, and humorous antics along the way. I had the pleasure to connect with so many people throughout the years. The Knack of Letting Go. Join Me On My Journey.

Friday, February 4, 2011. This is beauty as defined by the Merriam-Webster dictionary. A perfectly executed double play. The sound of a Louisville Slugger making contact with the leather hide of a ball. The sound of 60, 000 people singing. The ease of the foot-first slide.

Saturday, March 16, 2013. I know that I cannot include every bit of my past year on these pages here, but I do want to share a glimpse of that year between graduation and this new phase. 2 poblano chile peppers, diced. 1 red bell pepper, diced. 1 large Vidalia onion, diced. 4 garlic cloves, minced. 1 28 ounce can diced tomatoes. 1 10 ounce can tomatoes with green chilies. 5-6 cups shredded smoked chicken.