Samantha and I have a bedtime ritual that cracks me up. Samantha is my lap cat. Usually, at bedtime, she’s dead asleep on my lap, and really not interested in moving to the bed. I sleep in the bed, though, so we are at an impasse, and that usually means that I have to physically
For the last few weeks, i have been on a quest to cook new things. I made an omelet casserole with a biscuit crust, and something called “Marry Me Chicken” both of which are going in regular rotation. I also made that viral Crescent Roll bread, which was tasty but far too expensive to do
Let’s start with the confession. I am a person who owns six E-Readers. I can see you gaping at me. Why, for the love of kittens everywhere, would a person need that many? Well, friends…it started very innocently. I had two kindles. One was a new ColorSoft, and one was my beloved but so-out-of-date Oasis
During the summer, every fourth Friday, we host our friends for cheeseburgers and games. The deal is that FL makes the burgers, I make dessert and everyone else brings…something. We usually end up with a mix of things, from side dishes and desserts to whole pizzas to butter mints. It’s delightful. Yesterday, everyone brought cake.
So, I said that I was going to meditate every day this month, and after that I was going to write something. Gotta tell you, I really envy people for whom that is easy. It’s not easy for me. But I am starting to understand that it is important. Both the meditation and the writing
So, I started meditating in 2018, and I took a class at the TM Center in DC in 2019. I wrote this story in December 2020. I had been meditating like this—as described in the story—for a while, and I really liked how it focused me on what I needed in the moment. I would
So, I was all bouncy on Monday, and I really overdid it. I woke up so excited to be here on this planet, and I meditated, which made it better, and I wrote and I thought…what can I make for dinner? So, I made a new crockpot recipe, then made some pasta to go with
I think it would make me interesting in a way that I am not currently. I mean, picture this: I’m at a dinner party and my available conversation topics are smutty hockey books, the breadth of my e-reader collection and my favorite colored pencils. Perhaps the meditative nature of diamond painting, or, if I’m really
So, things yesterday didn’t go the way I planned. I am a mood reader, and after I announced that I would be reading The Romance Revival, I just…didn’t want to. Unfortunately, I wanted to want to read it, so I kept trying and getting distracted by meditation apps and book shopping, and sour patch kids
I finished a book last night, around 2 am, and my first thought was “I’m still awake…I should get a head start on tomorrow’s blog post.” Friends, that way lies madness. I am someone who is quite prone to hyperfocus, and doing something I love so hard that, after a fashion, I don’t love it
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