good morning to you m’loves, have you recovered from a night of treats and tricks?

last night mr. goodbar and i went tantric. which means i’ll now be working the trapeze silhouette all damn week.

typically november is one of my favorite months. it, at last, cools downs, and miss autumn finally settles into her high-back rocking chair. although tomorrow shows a high of 78′.

with the start of each month, year, day, week…i begin, eyes moon-wide, hopeful and excited that i will embark on something brand new and earth shattering. remember, my first, morning cup of coffee has me genuflecting silly, so i don’t need much to rock my world.

today i can barely sit still i’m so buzzed about the inner thigh work i’m doing in today’s coreplay™ class. like i said, it’s the little things that roller coaster my universe.

at the top of my ambitions for november is to use my kitchen more often. during the courtship, i cooked, baked and cultivated stove top goodness for hunkiest all the time. cobblers, cookies, pastas, meals with at least two courses, you name it, i made it.

now the only things i make are reservations. actually, i even leave those up to him.

i feel i sold him a false set of goods.

sunday night i made chili for halloween. he was so happy to see me there at that island, chopping, dicing, stirring, browning.

but also, swearing.

i just don’t have the LOVE of the culinary that i once had.

i’m hoping to find it this november.

any suggestions of how to re-procure this lost affection?