So my brother got a Fitbit recently. I have a Fitbit. He realized there is a “challenge” feature were we can compete against each other for weekly step counts.
I have never walked more in my goddamn life.
Continue reading “Walks Like a Bhutan Death March and This and That”
You know my old soapbox about staying home and staying safe? I still feel that, deeply. But considering I just flew to and from Florida for work means there should be a big ol’ hypocrisy asterisk on the side of said soapbox.
In my defense this was a required onsite for me to test out my product on a massive construction project north of Tampa.
Continue reading “Life off the “Urban Homestead”in Texas and Air Travel in a Time of Coronavirus”
We are very lucky.
We have a yard to get out in and good weather, good health, and both my husband and I are still employed. The children are doing well and adjusting nicely to this learn-from-home scenario. The baby chicks are still all going strong. Marital bliss prevails. We have a well stocked fridge and pantry. And we have masks provided by our talented neighbor who sews.
Continue reading “A Good Friday and Other Goings On”
~40 years from now~
“Grandma, what did you do during the pandemic of 2020?”
“Well sweetheart, mostly I let laundry pile up and surfed the internet in pajamas until 2pm, but I did put in a row of okra that one time.”
Truly we are the next Greatest Generation.
Continue reading “Rhymes with Systemic”
My skin has gone crazy this winter. This could be the result of many things. Age. Winter and the the dry, heated air that comes with it. Could also be the dumpster fire that is my TSH levels.
Continue reading “Tips and Tricks: Facial Moisturizer, Thyroid, and Irises (Weirdest blog title ever? Maybe.)”
Sheep (ish). Sidenote- Sheep are honestly WAY more disgusting than this picture lets on.
So, like last things first here… thanks for letting me get that bit of self flagellation out on the last blog page instead of real life. I feel much lighter, as these things go- not sure we’re all meant to carry our burdens alone- even if those burdens are impossible standards for ourselves.
And just to clarify- I don’t think that one slip means I’m alcoholic- but just that drinking is so damn fraught because I always hyper-analyze it in myself. But it has been on the heavier side lately, and so I’ve lightened up this week and taken it as a lesson. And I lost two pounds, so there ya go.
And how did it turn out, when faced with all the same neighbors yesterday at the Christmas Cookie Party? Not ONE person treated me any differently. They all told us what wonderful parents we were and how much fun the craft show was. We talked and joked, and I had 3 beers and then the toddler got tired and we went home after having a stellar time. So my personal catastrophizing I do where I imagine myself to have been gossiped about or becoming a pariah or anything- yeah, that’s a nope. So there you go- as Tom Petty said: “Most things I worry about, never happen anyway.”
And weirdly and quasi-embarrassedly, it had to be BY FAR the most read post I’ve ever done- so you know… there’s that.
As for the look of the blog- I’ve looked over the last year for a new WordPress theme to update to, and just haven’t found one I’ve liked… until now. I like this one and am STILL trying to tweak it a bit more. If anyone knows how to do a dropdown link to various post categories please just let me know, that’s what I’m still trying to find.