Little Sunshine had her birthday recently, and she chose cherry cheesecake for her celebratory dessert–a new departure for her, and one which made her mother very happy. Joan loves cheesecake. I don’t, really. To me, it’s just too reminiscent of the 80s. Everyone made cheesecake, and they made a big deal about cheesecake in a [...]
Archive for January, 2009
Another Birthday
Posted in food, recipes on January 28, 2009 | 3 Comments »
Chilly Musings
Posted in Idaho, home, local, righteous on January 28, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
I’ve been surprised to discover this winter that I’m a demon with a snowshovel. That’s right. I keep the sidewalks clear around here, and I do it with a certain innate talent. I’m not a superhero, like William Macy. But I’m good. I’m consistent. And I get the job done.
Until I look at the neighbors’ [...]
Sixteen Things About Me
Posted in Uncategorized on January 14, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
This meme inspired by Brene Brown over at Ordinary Courage–hey, Brene!
1. I love Victorian hair jewelry and hair wreaths. I don’t own any, though, because the mere idea of such a thing makes my whole family gag.
2. I have been admitted to 2 nursing programs (Case Western Reserve and Lewis Clark State College) since I got [...]
The Art of Worldly Wisdom
Posted in genius, righteous on January 7, 2009 | 1 Comment »
33. KNOW how to withdraw. If it is a great lesson in life to know how to deny, it is still greater to know how to deny oneself as regards both affairs and persons. There are extraneous occupations that eat away precious time. To be occupied in what does not concern you is worse than doing nothing. [...]
Turning Over a New Leaf
Posted in bento, food, gourmandise, recipes on January 4, 2009 | Leave a Comment »
After the spicy, sweet, buttery, spongy, syrupy, creamy abundance of the last two weeks, farewell, vacation! It’s time for a change. A new leaf, if you will. (Sorry.) The kids start school tomorrow. Joan and I go back to work. The year starts in earnest. No more lolling on the couch knitting all afternoon. No more [...]




