I started this blog post a couple of weeks ago... before life got real again. Before school meetings and then classes started. Lord have mercy. How on earth did I manage it all when I had two little boys depending upon me to feed them? Anyway... back to finishing what I started. I have …
Category: desserts
Procrasti-baking and the Power of Love
Yes, it's a thing. I saw it on Facebook and, frankly, I was relieved. The article, from the New York Times on-line, entitled Why Work When You Can Procrastibake? starts this way: All procrastibakers do not bake alike. Procrastibaking — the practice of baking something completely unnecessary, with the intention of avoiding “real” work — is …
Searching for serenity
http://www.actsstore.org/ It's been one of those weeks. I am lucky that I have the Ex-Ex, some very good friends who love me, listen to me, and make me laugh (google tarantula burger and you will see what my BFF has been up to- hearing about that made me guffaw during our walk/therapy session this morning). …
Feeders
I am stealing from Sean Dietrich again today. Can't help it. I am head over heels in love with this man, his writing, his wife, Jamie, his hound dog, Ellie Mae, and his drawings. I will confess to him that I am using him as my guest blogger once again. I can't help it with this morning's …
126,662 steps/ 55.1 miles
These New Balance cross trainers were made for walking... And that's just what they did. For six full days in Paris. Wednesday with Ghislaine (21,017 steps, 9.3 miles). It's no wonder that I have a sore muscle (or something) around my left ankle. No blisters, though, I am happy to report. One sore toenail, but …
Entre les Bras update
An article written by Adam Nossiter for the New York Times partially republished in this morning's Durham Herald-Sun immediately caught my attention. It is about French chef Jérôme Brochot, owner of Le France in Montceau-les-Mines, giving up his Michelin star. https://www.nytimes.com/2017/12/27/world/europe/france-chef-michelin-star.html This is practically unheard of. Those stars, however, drive up prices and bring a lot of …
Therapy
The BFF and I call our morning walks therapy sessions. And believe me, they are. We talk about just about anything and everything. This summer, we walked 3 miles every day that we could, usually beginning around 6:00 am. It gets hot and humid here in the North Carolina Piedmont and schvitzing (Yiddish for sweating- it …
