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Notes to Self

Manhattans are really tasty. We knew this, this is just a pleasant reminder. I’ve wanted one of these since Friday morning. Badly.
Pitas require a 500F oven to cook. Consider this next time you decide that pitas are required on a hot day. It’s 88F still in the main room of the house at nearly 10:30pm […]

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Back To Work

And back to “reality”. Of sorts. Although frankly some things shifted in my heart this past weekend that reminded me that the day-to-day fuss is only a shallow resemblance of reality. Every now & again, I’m reminded that there are parts of me that deserve more than what’s left over after taxonomy…
Regardless, […]

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Well.

This has been quite a weekend. Suspenseful in not quite the way I had hoped for, for sure. There’s been something in the air the last few days since Thursday that have caused my “PANIC!” neural pathways to light up and every little thing that happens that is minor cause of concern just keeps […]

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Full of Win

I have a dental appt today in the Very Near Future & I just *totally* burnt the roof of my mouth on hot cheese.  Awesome.

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The Post I Meant to Make

Before I got sidetracked on other things. I did a lot of baking yesterday. Two loaves of challah, a dozen rolls, apple pie, apple crisp with the left-over apples. I also made a black-bean quinoa salad thingy & then for dinner stuffed potatoes. By the time the potatoes were ready for […]

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Mundanities

It has been a surprisingly accomplished Saturday. Went out and got my Mom’s birthday present — a “double delight” rose. I let the girls pick & they decided this was best.

On our way “home” we stopped at the pet store, bought water plants, two replacement rasboras, and a couple cat toys.
Once home & […]

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Random Sunday Update


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Random Sunday Morning


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The Motto Of Pierre: Care!


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MOAR!


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