Reading Superfudge to my kindergartener was going great — until we read Chapter 10 tonight and I had to real quick skip some pages that dealt with a truth about Santa that I’m not ready to reveal. Such are the risks of reading a 4th-grade-level book to my six-year-old.
This is the year.
It’s finally time to go on a family vacation.
I know that other families with young children go on vacations all the time, whether it’s a road trip to Disney or a plane trip to a Sandals resort. That wasn’t the right choice for us, though — that wasn’t how we thought of vacations. We were used to exploring, letting fate guide our experiences — things like finding our way back to our hotel in Tokyo via the subway system, or walking 45 minutes (one way) from Waikiki to an anime/toy store on Waialae (granted, that was a poor idea), or going snorkeling or parasailing for the first time.
In addition to documenting these delicious reasons my boss is awesome, I also enjoy capturing these stealth upside-down reflection portraits of my co-workers. Hi, N! Hey, S!
Waiting for Women’s Olympic Figure Skating coverage to continue when my cable goes out. Perhaps this is a hint that it’s time for bed.
I have recently rediscovered the fabulousness that is @JohnnyGWeir. Not only did I fall down a YouTube rabbit hole of his figure skating performances last night, but I’ve also realized that he’s a pretty fantastic human being who “gets” social media.
I hadn’t really been into the Winter Olympics this olympiad — I’m still not, really, although I watched the Men’s Snowboarding on a whim and was surprised to see that Shaun White was still competing, since that’s a name I actually know, and I haven’t followed extreme sports for some ten years.
Then I stumbled upon a fascinating article about Olympian Adam Rippon, and upon reading of the author’s love for watching figure skating as a youth, I myself was transported back to high school.
It’s 8:30am and I’m the 1st one at work in my department. Four of the nine are on vacation today, so the others must be either working from home today or running later than me. 🙂
I had to pick him up before lunch on his 100th day of school for a doctor’s appointment, which led to a trip to the lab, after which we stopped for lunch at a place that used to be a lot speedier for dine-in service than it is now. As a result, he missed both gym and music class… but he was excited to eat lunch with me, anyway.
Right after I snapped this “Hey, Connor” pic, he gave me a grin and a thumbs-up that I failed to capture. So it goes.
Yes, he is wearing a homemade 100 Pikachus iron-on t-shirt, fabricated by Yours Truly.
In 2017, I resolved to cook 50 new-to-me recipes. In the end, I tried a total of 55 from various sources: online, magazines, cookbooks, the recipe box.
This year, I decided that I’d delve into my collection of cookbooks. We inherited several old-school cookbooks and compilations from my husband’s family, plus I’ve gotten some as gifts over the years, bought some for cheap at garage sales, and gotten some freebies from Weight Watchers meetings.
I’m planning to devote each month to one cookbook, and cook at least one recipe per week from that cookbook. January’s cookbook was from Trinity United Methodist Church in Swanton, Ohio, published in 1990 — from the estate of my in-laws.