Where’s Jenkins?

kids are counting down and looking diligently for our “elf on the shelf”

( “There’s Jenkins!”)

there is a panic in the air when one of them realizes they are not “being so nice”

shopping bags fill the back of our car–and the smell of brown sugar floats around the kitchen listening  to conversations of “…what’s left on the list?”

this time of year is so entirely the same as the last

songs of rudolf, peppermint mocha’s at Starbucks, gift bags with tissues and tags

so familiar–the holidays are like eating a gallon of ice cream or a pot of mac and cheese,

comfort food for the soul


another “entire year”


BUT somehow each year always finds a way to stand on its own

a year is a long time

long enough to create it’s own identity

a year that stands alone

full of

birthdays, school days, nights with friends, celebrations, and day to day —EVERYDAY LIVING.


this year is old and new all at the same time

giving me a bowl full of mac and cheese


a box full of surprises…..


Author: openlifestudio

I am a self taught photographer and mixed media artist with a degree from the North Carolina School of the Arts in classical theatre performance. Stage was my first love and brought me into the world art while photography is what made me want to stay. I am married to superman, and am the mother of three little super-ducks. I studied creative writing at the Univeristy of Tn and classical drama at the NC School of the Arts, and a Masters in Education with concentration of inclusion and curriculum. I've liived in NYC and LA for the past decade and moved back to TN for some home cooking and back yard fun . I spend most of my days getting little ones through life and playing in my studio. I sell my work through different venues and am really happy where I find myself these days. I love to drink a bottle of wine (with my hubby) coupled with extra cheddar blast goldfish! Having kids has changed my life, the arts has shaped my life, and my soulmate continues everyday to walk through my life beside me. What else could a country city girl like me need.

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