Yesterday, I decided to start a 20% off sale at my little Etsy store. It was a little odd spur of the moment thing. As a matter of fact, I was on my way to the grocery store when I thought, ‘ Hey. I should have a sale’. Set it up and left for the store. Mostly forgot about it until Dave asked this morning if my sale had gotten any views. Hmmmm. I should have left myself a note. Or something.
Everything is 20% off – including new pieces like the one above.
On Saturday, I planned a trip to the post office to mail my ballot. I thought Dave would enjoy a trip out too so I suggested he come with me and we could stop for coffee. As we sat outside, (across the street from the pick up window of the coffee shop), Dave said he had heard Barnes Noble was open. Did I want to see if it was empty enough to feel okay to go in and browse? I dithered.
there would be people…
I don’t know if..but then…
We went. Masked of course.
The parking lot was almost empty. We looked in. The store had been reorganized and the layout was far more inviting…more spacious in feel, while at the same time, more intimate. It was very nearly empty.
I spent the next giddy hour ducking and weaving among fellow patrons whilst selecting/rejecting/clutching books. Books that had not been preread by strangers nor purchased online, but fresh new books. Just for me!
After stalking the mystery section a time or two – along with a brief foray into fiction, (election season in a pandemic has quenched any thirst I might have had for both horror and nonfiction), I realized I was carrying the equivalent of my bimonthly grocery budget. Several deep cleansing breaths later, I narrowed my final selection to a far more reasonable number and almost – but not quite – skipped to the car. To round out the day, we had pizza for supper. Yay!
(a brief aside….Massey’s Pizza is the best! Being gluten free takes a lot of yum out of pizza for me – but Massey’s has a cauliflower crust that is great!)
And Sunday. Well nothing much done…. but watching NOVA and reading. But still pretty darn great.
The weather has cooled. The leaves are changing. I wore my favorite sweater yesterday. Tomorrow is the harvest moon. This seasonal transition always lifts my spirits. Time for a brisk walk followed by a warming coffee.
Have a great day! Thank you for reading and stay safe!
Gone is the unknown color invasion. The dry, unruly, and a bit scratchy pandemic hair. My should-have-been-natural color has been restored. My curls are soft and nonfrazzled. What’s more, I feel thoroughly pampered. I feel a bit less frazzled.
Interesting isn’t it? What was once merely something to be scheduled and maintained has evolved into an indulgent luxury. So what if I wore a mask the whole time? It didn’t deter at all from the moment.
(As a quick aside, I actually don’t mind wearing masks. At first it was a bit odd, but now it is just – well – what you do.).
Anyway, clearly I learned a little lesson about appreciation and self care – and one I will need to remember in the future. In the meantime, I’m already looking forward to next month’s appointment.
These past few months have been more than a bit trying for me. So trying that the pandemic is suddenly far less scary. Well.
I’ve been coping with little escapism. Sitting quietly with a lovely little cozy murder…with The Golden Girls playing in the background. My latest favorite cozy series is Kerry Greenwood’s Miss Fisher murders. Aahhhh…. For a couple of hours, disappear completely into the wonderful fictionalized world of Australia’s late 1920’s. Phryne Fisher is smart, sophisticated, stylish, and Uncle Scrooge McDuck wealthy. The stories are fun, the characters enjoyable, an overall mood lifter. But sooner or later, a person has to snap back to the here and now.
What snapped me back was a gift of a book. One of my Dad’s books. Dad enjoyed his mysteries – humorous, historic, gritty – all except cozy. I opened My Soul to Take by Yrsa Sigudardottir (the second in her series with attorney Thora Gudmundsdottir). This book is enveloping, gritty, and intelligent. While there are Agatha Christie worthy twists, she adds a bit of interpersonal humor – along with the gruesome murders. The characters have depth and substance. I also enjoy the taste of Icelandic history and description of the amazing landscape. I think I’ll have to ask Mom if any more of Yrsa Sigudardottir are lurking in her house.
so. It seems my grace period of floaty escapism is closed. Well – nothing wrong with the occasional tv rerun and Miss Fisher book as long as it is accompanied with a bit of grit.
I’ve had an unscheduled hiatus from… everything. Some ‘stuff’ and illnesses (not covid) have invaded house and home and family so everything fell away – for a bit. All is not ‘back to normal’ but now there is naught for me to do except fret and worry. Two things I do gracelessly. It occurred to me – I miss blogging – however sporadically. I miss reading everyone’s posts. Hence my dithering return.
During this time I had a birthday. I asked for and received bunches of lovely books. Just looking at them all is pleasing. I have everything to both distract and entertain myself….a couple of old favorites like Kerry Greenwood and Elly Griffiths. Also, Mom dipped into my father’s stash with an Edmund Crispin and Yrsa Sigurardottir. I’ve never read either author, but Mom handed them to me with an undeniable reverence. Recently, my favorite genre has been ‘cozy mystery’. I strongly suspect Dad’s books are out of that category. Hmm. I guess I’ll have to focus.
From October 9, 1996 to September 28, 1999, the BBC ran a wonderful cooking show called Two Fat Ladies.
I love cooking shows. I remember Mom watching The French Chef – not the reruns mind you – but as a brand spanking new weekly series. Mom marveled that the teeny tiny kitchen that produced those French gastronomic beauties was indeed Julia Child’s actual kitchen. It wasn’t until I was much older that I came to appreciate the show: recipes, petite kitchen, not to mention Julia Child herself. After Julia came a succession of cooking shows I enjoyed and watch(ed) loyally. Among the many titles and chefs, there is one series/chefs that has a special place in my heart: Clarissa Dickson Wright and Jennifer Paterson aka the Two Fat Ladies.
The premise of the show is simple: Clarissa and Jennifer travel throughout the U.K. cooking for large groups of people. Each show has a food theme such as cakes or one episode is simply titled Meat. These two completely unscripted women are bold, intelligent, outrageous, funny, and incredible cooks. (They were also throughly unique individuals. Their lives make a fascinating read.). What’s more, this dynamic duo do their traveling via Jennifer’s vintage motorcycle with a sidecar for Clarissa – which leads me to my virtual vacation: Last Sunday, I dusted off my Two Fat Ladies dvd set and settled down for a nice little trip.
I rode with the ladies along the waterfront of Mevagissey, Cornwall sniffing the the catch of the day, moved on to Hallaton, Leicestershire and marveled as they creamed butter and sugar with just a spoon. The drive to Lennoxlove House in East Lothian, Scotland took my breath away – as did Lennoxlove House. I had just sworn (for the umpteen time) that I would make those chicken breasts with walnut l’aillade, (surely my cooking skills are up to that recipe?), when my DVD player hiccuped. Unfortunately, like all hiccups bouts, the pops and burps continued sporadically until I admitted defeat. Or rather an extended pause – I ordered a new dvd that afternoon.
I hope to continue my lovely journeys with Clarissa and Jennifer very soon. I say give them a try!
Thank you for reading and stay safe!
Monday night, Ginger started sliding downhill.
She didn’t want to stand much less, walk.
She even ignored her favorite pastime – snacking.
Dave packed her off to our emergency center. Once there, the doctors decided on a course of treatment and a couple of days under their care. We brought her home yesterday evening.
Her improvement is astonishing. She is walking and eating and her breathing is nearly normal. She has two weeks of antibiotics and then a follow up. Her treating doctor, (I’m planning on shamelessly begging him to accept Ginger as one of his regular patients. Or at the very least recommending someone affiliated with the treatment center.), can’t be sure if this is pneumonia, bronchitis, or another lung disease until the follow up tests.
So. It is looking up here. Thank you for reading and stay safe.
Ah… the long gone days of childhood. Playing outside and getting the frisbee stuck in the tree – or the ball in the gutter – and shouting ‘do over!’. Everything stopped, the ball/frisbee retrieved, everybody back to their assigned places and the game is restarted. But, come to think of it… there usually was one kid – the one who yelled ‘No, not fair! I’m winning!’ – even though all had agreed to their earlier do over. Hmmmm…. food for thought … for another time.
Anyway, my wish for a do over today is about our dog, Ginger. She has fallen extremely ill and is struggling to recover. When she came back from the vet on Saturday, she seemed to be improving. Yesterday, she was eating and drinking. Today. Well, not the improvement we had been hoping for but not necessarily worsening. I think this illness is unnerving both of us. She’s almost 13 and that is a big age for any breed. Well. I don’t know when or where this came from, so on a rethink, ‘do over’ is incorrect. I want an undo.
I almost forgot – my opening photo: I took a quick shot of some of my newly created polymer clay pieces. These will be part of my new jewelry collection.
Need to check on my girl. Thanks for stopping and reading. Stay healthy and safe.
It seems surreal that May is at its end.
It feels like I have been in a tunnel? Cavern? Or just in my own head?for this entire month.
I’m happy to say I’ve started working on my jewelry again. I haven’t touched the stuff for ages now and one morning I said “it’s time”. I just finished assembling four necklaces and completed a couple of rings. Here’s one of the rings:
I haven’t listed any of the pieces on Etsy but will very soon.
I must say, it feels good to be updating my blog again. Perhaps my June resolution should be to update a bit more regularly.