Strawberry Salsa-ish Chicken

I’m just going to write about food a lot.  Let’s face it, I think about food a lot, so that makes sense. Today’s food excitement was a carry-over from yesterday.  I mentioned a recipe that I love a week or so ago, Scott not so subtly hinted that I should make that sometime soon, and…

19 Again

As I type this, I’m drinking out of a 2-liter Coke Zero bottle.  You’ll see why that’s relevant in a minute. I was going to write this long story about my bad eating habits.  Instead, I want to quote something that Scott said last night.  I told him about my dinner as my stomach growled…

Homemade Goodness and Pecan Spinwheels

Yesterday was Christmas baking day, but I didn’t factor in time for the dough to do its thing and for the oven to preheat and bake and bake some more, and for me to then take care of the trillion dishes that baking produced.  My kitchen looks like a disaster area or an example of…

Bonnie Blair, Michelle Kwan, and Me (Of course!)

Ice skating appears to be something that I do every thirteen years.  The first big event was for my thirteenth birthday, and the second looks like it’s going to be tonight.  Even though I’ll probably need the double-blade skates in the picture above, I’m excited about it.  I’ve even set a goal (because what worthwhile…

Your Girl Monday, Wednesday, Friday

The secretary at the library wrote me an email on Monday afternoon to remind me that I have twenty-four hours of personal time left in the year, which means free vacation time I have to use by January 1 or it disappears into the abyss of lost opportunities.  Everybody and their brother has already asked…

Cooking for Other Folks

My family goes out to eat with guests sometimes instead of cooking.  It saves prep time and dishes and stress, and I totally appreciate that.  Oddly enough, there’s also some sort of link between proximity to my house and going out instead of cooking.  Come to think of it, I’m not sure if I’ve ever…

Color 4.0 and a Touch of Realism

I might be using house painting jobs as procrastination for the stuff that really needs to be done around the house.  It’s possible.  Let’s face it, painting for a few hours and creating a different look for an entire room is just more fun than mopping, weeding the garden, or installing a ceiling fan. My…