The Best Laid Plans

My love and I were slated to go to the Powder House last weekend to tromp through the forest with friends, put up a wee tree and some lights. We weren’t going to go all out because we are only going to be there a couple of days over Christmas and then I probably won’t...

Courting the Christmas Spirit

I’ve blogged about my apathy toward the holidays this year—It’s different. It’s different for all of us. So this weekend I made a concerted effort to do the things that usually encourage the Christmas spirit. No one can say I’m not trying. In between regular chores...

Early Saturday Mornings

Weird week. In fact, I don’t even remember it all. What happened Monday? Tuesday? I dunno. Seriously, there is so much news happening so fast that I can’t remember it all, not to mention the banal things I’ve done. I cooked a lot, I know that. Five dinners since...

Food, Exercise and Writing

You would think that forty minutes of activity wouldn’t be difficult to get, especially when working from home, but it is, oh, how it is. Forty minutes is the goal because that’s how much the CDC or some other health authority said we needed to get if...

Stupid Toothpick

We got home from the Powder House on Saturday. Like I wrote in my blog, it was a quiet holiday. I told Al when we left that I felt like all I did was drink and cook, which isn’t a bad thing, necessarily, but not conducive to productivity. I did manage to pull it out...