Yesterday was one big step away from any hopes I had of achieving Martha Stewart status. I had a day off and what did I do? I didn’t make homemade guest soap or whitewash my fence. I didn’t prepare a roast or weave my own linen napkins. Nope. I met up with a few friends…
Patron Quirks
There are more and more patrons coming into the library covered in calamine lotion, with oozing eyes, and suffering from other very obvious and probably contagious health problems. Mmm. I just love helping someone find a book when touching the same surfaces will very likely make me rush to the store to buy calamine lotion,…
Happy ‘Maters, Awkward Hannah
Almost all of my plants are alive a few weeks into the garden project. The only casualty so far was the snapdragon cluster. The tomato plants, basil, and hibiscus tree are all really happy. They looked like this on Saturday: You might notice that these plants are in pots. There are also plants in the…
Years of Careful Shopping
I could currently recreate the scene in Bridget Jones’ Diary where she’s scraping mold off a block of cheese and the camera pans back to an empty fridge. In my case, I would also be able to drink some old chicken broth with the moldy cheese. I lead a very gourmet daily existence. Instead of…
Back in the Saddle Again
I’m kind of excited. My mom recently inherited a family farmhouse in North Carolina and the random contents of that house. One of those objects is an enormous photo of me on the beach around age 4. I was all smiles and cuteness then, but who wants a giant picture of themselves hanging on anyone’s…
Day of Clumsiness and Pain
Yesterday really did have its good moments, so as you read this, please realize that I’m writing with a smile on my face. I basically had my very own America’s Funniest Home Videos episode last night, minus the camera and the canned laughter. First, I’ll set the scene. I have a really nice bruise on…
Little Black Dresses at Work
Compared to most household chores, I really like doing laundry. I like how it smells when it comes out of the dryer and the warmth of the clothes for those first thirty seconds or so. I also feel like I’ve accomplished something with relatively little effort. Other than the folding factor, it’s okay. That doesn’t…
Small, but valuable. 