Isn’t it glorious to get outside? Neighbors stay at least six feet back! Good neighbors discuss shared plans for how you will leave produce for each other, or pitch it over a six foot distance! Bad neighbors and random dudes (sorry, but informed by experience) still shout admonishments at your shoddy gardening skills, but now … More Gardening in the Year of Our Pandemic 2020
We are on the mend! And did not have to go to ER. More later, but E’s doing better. Fingers crossed things keep on this way. And also here is my favorite sleepy neglected old b:
Surprisingly? Even with all the daily re-re-re-underscoring of our current president’s incompetence? Nope. Ugh. SAGA OF MY ATTEMPTS (AKA INABILITY) TO DOCTOR MYSELF, DESPITE NO POSSESSION OF MEDICAL DEGREE Me two-three months ago: I am so tired. Why am I so tired? Oh, right. Life is hard for everyone. Me a week ago: I am … More A Symptomatic Monologue
I know someone who types their entire email text/body in the email’s subject line. This fascinates me. It is not a choice I have ever made, until now. Yes, unnamed acquaintance, I dedicate this ridiculous blog title to you. So! How’s everyone doing? Me, I’m going on to Twitter long enough to get upset and … More Notes from Isolation: AKA COMPLETE MISCELLANY BECAUSE I CAN AND WILL ALSO WHY AM I SHOUTING WHO CARES IM IN MY HOUSE
As promised: pictorial proof of honey oatmeal bread! It raised and ultimately looks a little like a quick bread. It has a very soft, but not quite gluey texture. So much more like real actual bread than I was expecting. Loaf has about 13 slices, and I probably should have baked it in a slightly … More Honey Honey
I’m busy not eating anything in preparation for my colonoscopy (although I haven’t yet begun the Prep of the prep, thank god) so instead I’m getting stuff done. Getting ready to paint 80% of the house interior. Why did the previous owners have such passion for heavy brown tones? Olive. Hot latte. Tobacco. Other stuff? … More Forget all that — here is a dog.
She’s, uh, old.
And you hoisted yourself there anyway, so you don’t care. AWFUL SHORT MEMORIES IN THIS CROWD whatever, they remember perfectly well and they don’t care. Oh, and since we ALL have short memories, this pic was taken by my husband at a lawn-chair protest staged at Texas A&M in College Station, Texas. It was October 16, … More I am not going to define “petard” for you.
Cancel all the things– the snow is here!