A Random Thought in a Busy Day
Today’s random thought is brought to you by Fab Husband. Some things just make you scratch your head…and wonder. Fab Husband took this photo and said I should put it on my blog:
Thoughts on Patience
Tonight, I was halfheartedly poking around looking at quotes and short pieces on patience – because I’m not feeling very patient right now. Not with anything. Not with the pizza guy or the Rotten Cats or the weather. Not with myself or the people around me, not with the circumstances in life that we’ve been…
Know What Really Bugs Me?
I hate bugs. A lot. Actually, it’s more accurate to say that I am terrified of bugs, therefore I hate bugs. I can’t explain it (guess where they get the term “irrational fear”). I cannot recall any particular bug ever doing anything unspeakable to me, other than a mosquito bite or a bee sting. But I…
On Grandmothers and Tradition
My Lovely Italian Grandmother made terrible polenta. Seriously. Terrible. Polenta. She was the kind of Grandmother who, when you entered her home, asked about your last meal before she asked who you were. “Here…sit. Eat,” she would say. Her Mother did the same – it’s how we got one of my in-law uncles. He sat…
My Bad Day Monday
Monday was kind of a bad day. Although after sitting here for a while with a cup of hot homemade soup, poking around the headlines and getting a few reminders that there are far worse things in other people’s lives than I had to deal with. Everything in perspective. Forgive me for sounding like the proverbial…
Love Letters from the Kitchen
I am not a woman who takes food lightly. I love good food. I love to cook. I love to cook good food. When I find a recipe that is particularly delicious or easy or family friendly – or whatever – I am a happy girl. Best of all, I love how good food coupled…
He Cooks! – Mac & Cheese Edition
Kidzilla wanted macaroni and cheese for lunch today. From a box. The kind with powder for cheese. Bleah. This is quite possibly the most disturbing meal on the planet. It has powder for cheese. Orange powder. White powder, if you get the fancy cheddar on shells variety, which is what Zilla wanted today. Either way,…
A Lobster Tale
I have decided today is Lobster Tale day because I just saw this story in the headlines ten seconds ago. In addition, Fab Husband is wearing a t-shirt with a lobster on it. A large lobster. So in honor of both versions of lobster that crossed my path today, I felt compelled to share our Lobster…
Overwhelming Abundance
Today was one of those days where there was simply too much. Too much…everything. Too much input. Too much to do, to decide, to think about. Too much expectation. Too much lack of sleep. Too many books on the “gotta read that list”, piles of “I really gotta put that away” in the house, vegetables…
The Tragedy of Three Rotten Cats
Shakespeare. The Tragedy of Macbeth. Act 4, Scene 1. Setting: A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron. Thunder. Enter the three Witches. First Witch: Thrice the brinded cat hath mewed. Mew. Mew. Mew. There is a Rotten Cat staring at me. The Others are here as well. Staring. All Three Rotten Cats are here…