Dear female coworker of my same generation,

I am a grown-ass 41-year-old woman. Please don’t refer to me as “girl.”


Dinosaur Rider and Pac-Man

Halloween 2017: Dinosaur Rider

The neighborhood was so generous with their Halloween candy — full-size bars, giant handfuls of fun-size treats, and double-dipping into the candy bowl — that Connor’s pumpkin bucket was full after only half an hour of trick-or-treating.

Preview weight on the bathroom scale showed me exactly the same as last week. Official #weightwatchers weigh-in showed me down 1.2 lbs!

Old-School Blog Braindump

Some ten years ago — maybe more like thirteen — my blogging M.O. was to sit down at my computer every evening and tell my friends what was going on in my life. One blog post could run the gamut, talking about my weight, my job, vacation plans, photography, candlemaking, links I’d found online… which made categorizing those blog posts later on quite a trip.

I don’t do that much anymore. Matter of fact, I don’t blog nearly as much as I used to, and most of my blog entries are more of digital journaling or scrapbooking or whatnot — I feel obligated to keep up with documenting what’s going on in my life. I’ve kept a journal since I was seven or eight years old (off and on at times), and my journal nowadays is my blog. (I do still keep a longhand journal by my bed for stuff I need to get out of my head that isn’t appropriate to share with the entire internet.)


About to do something I haven’t done in a Very Long Time: go on a walk alone, sans phone. No music, no camera, no books or podcasts. #MeTime

Garden Bloggers’ Bloom Day: October 2017

Monday morning finally, finally felt like autumn here in Zone 6. We’ve been enjoying an extension of the summer weather, mostly… although my garden has been looking like it’s just about done for a while now.

Honestly, I’ve Lost That Lovin’ Feelin’ when it comes to my garden this year. I remember that I’d decided this spring that, come fall, I wanted to plant some crocus sativus — the kind that produces saffron — but I never got around to ordering them, and I’m certainly not in the mood to plant them.

I need to take a day or three off work and do some serious weeding, on top of the usual fall cleanup. I haven’t been weeding regularly since midsummer, and it’s obvious. I just feel… overwhelmed.

My main goal has been to make my borders low-maintenance, and this is exactly why. I don’t need this stuff getting away from me for a couple weeks, and then me just giving up on it for the rest of the season.

There are a few bright spots amongst the Bermuda grass and the weeds and the overgrown ground cover, though.

For once, I’ve left a stand of Passion flower long enough for it to fruit. I’m not even sure if I have the yellow or the purple variety, but I’ll find out soon!

GBBD October 2017: Passion Fruit

Tonight’s @butcherbox dinner: pan-seared rib-eye, the @altonbrown way. Turned out perfect! Nothing better than grass-fed beef on cast iron.