I almost wrote “kitten adventures” for the title of this post. Entirely different connotation, far creepier. But, alas, I wrote kitchen adventures. Recently, I purchased a book called 1001 Foods You Must Taste Before You Die. I had been lovingly thumbing through the book every time I went to the bookstore. So, finally, inevitably, I… Continue reading Kitchen Adventures
A return
One of the things that I have been struggling with this year, actually for a little more than a year, actually, is writing regularly. I think that I attended my writing group twice in 2009. I used to go religiously. I need to give myself a good, firm kick in the pants with sharp, pointy… Continue reading A return
Everyday for the rest of May
I was looking around here and there and was reminded, mid-May of the “Every Day in May” thing that folks do to encourage themselves to post (or create or do something) every day in the month. I thought to myself, “Man! I missed it!” Then, I thought that I could do it for the rest… Continue reading Everyday for the rest of May
On reading and writing
Some things are simultaneously shocking and duh-worthy to me. For example, each and every time I resume reading a lot, I find endless desire to write. When I am not reading, I am content to forget that I have ever written at all. So, currently, I am reading all of the Thumbs Up final 20… Continue reading On reading and writing
Disbelief
I can’t believe that I have let, not one, but over two months pass without so much as a peep on this blog. Lame. If I can’t do better during garden season, then harvest season, and putting things by season, well, I just shake my head at myself.
Sunday is for resting dough
I have this crazy fantasy of being all Ma Ingalls and making all of the food that my family needs and sewing clothes and just being that ultimate mother figure that Karen Grassle evoked as she played Caroline. I am sure that Michael Landon figures in there somewhere in this fantsy, but that is neither… Continue reading Sunday is for resting dough
Sleepy Saturday
Due to a snowstorm, I did not venture outside beyond the car at all today. But for once, I knew that this weather was coming and was able to plan appropriately. So, I did my grocery shopping yesterday and was stocked up for a good weekend of cooking. This morning I made pumpkin waffles. They… Continue reading Sleepy Saturday
getting there
I spent the morning doing a lot of little organizational things. I taped labels to the tops of all of my spices so that I can actually tell what I have. Fancy that! I also alphabetized them so that I could get to them easily. AND created a file that lists the spices that I… Continue reading getting there
Thinking, changing
Here I am on inauguration day thinking about everything but. It feels like I’ve decided not to go to a big party. I woke up last night several times with a racing mind. I’ve been thinking a lot recently about how you’re always laying the foundation for something, whether you know it or not. In… Continue reading Thinking, changing
Meeting black authors
Someone from my writing group, uh, the group I was going to when I was writing regularly, linked to a blog, White Readers Meet Black Authors. I checked it out and as a direct result checked out Getting Mother’s Body by Suzan-Lori Parks, on CD. So the CD is in my car and I am… Continue reading Meeting black authors