Just a few thoughts on a Tuesday morning… I need to use my crockpot more. Especially on the weekends, when I can make multiple meals and then have them ready for the week. And during the week, I’ll happily get
Hairstick Damage = 1d12?
So it took me about 8 months, but I’m wishing I’d not cut my hair quite so drastically last year. (Granted I didn’t actually get much of a CHOICE about the second haircut, but that’s another story…) One of the
One Last Amazing Find
Today was my second to last day working at the bookstore. It’s a little bittersweet, thinking about leaving. While there are definitely real and good reasons for me to take my new job, it’s sad to leave a community of
I have no idea what to post
So here’s a picture of me with a cat on my head. (he did this of his own accord)
Ursa Alumna
Being that today is all about football* here in the US (for anyone who isn’t out shopping), I thought I’d talk a little bit about being an alumna from a Big 12 school. I frequently tell people I don’t like
Happy Thanksgiving
Yesterday and today have been all about cooking – cooking pies, making side dishes, setting tables. All the setup just for one meal sometimes seems kind of overdone, but then I remember the number of times I can count having
What do you use for a Bookmark?
I ran across a really interesting book/website yesterday when a customer asked for it (we didn’t have a copy, sadly). Forgotten Bookmarks is a collection of things found or used as pagemarkers in old and used books. The author is
Phoning one in
Today’s intended blogging time was taken up by an (unexpected) trip to the walk-in clinic for antibiotics. Not exactly how I’d hoped to spend my morning (or the next week), but there you go. It’s not much of a post,
Hooooo’s your favorite?
I have two favorite animals. They are, oddly enough, a predator/prey pair – owls and rabbits. I’ve loved bunnies since I was very small, when I had an enormous collection of rabbit plushies, as well as a lop-eared rabbit named
The Best Soap Ever
*crossposted from Seven Deadly Divas* Back when I was in college, I decided to start growing out my hair. On a long hair care board, I ran across a discussion of something called a “shampoo bar”. My hair is somewhere