Sunday Happy

Well friends we are on the home stretch of what is left of 2021. Another year gone (which happens every year) and I am not feeling much of anything about it at the moment. It was a year and that is pretty much it.

The past week, well it was hectic like I knew it would be but it was good. There was snow and that right there made me pretty happy. The mr and I were able to go to the woods for a nice snowy day hike and take in the goodness of all that I love. Then there was a lot of running around and last minutes this and that. There was grocery shopping at multiply stores for Christmas food which was just ridiculous. I had to finish up a few gifts things and did some last minute mug sales. I did some baking, waited in a long ass line in the freezing cold to get a couple Covid tests so we could be safe for Christmas, and had the littles over for snow globe making, cookie baking and paper candy cane crafting. The result of that was amazing but also now there is glitter EVERYWHERE! So yeah, you know, it was just all the normal days before Christmas stuff.

Then Christmas came. I woke up, went for an icy run, fell on my ass, and come home to prepare all the food and house for the mass of family that were to descend. All was going well, all the food cut up and set out. I was finishing up frosting Camerons birthday cake (Happy Birthday CAM!) when I heard a crash. The mr, at the top of the stairs, had dropped a jar and it tumbled down and shattered. everywhere. After the initial reaction of oh shit, then came the blood. Short story short, the mr cut his hand. Bad. And then everyone showed up. Luckily Shannon took a look and wrapped it up while Meg helped clean the glass. After the assessment of needing stitches, we feed the family, did quick gift exchange thing, did cake and then I shooed everyone out and we headed up the hospital. There we were sent to a room, the mr got his gash looked at and we then found out he sliced one of his tendons. And now he needs surgery for that. 5 and a half hours later, we were let go with, his gash stitched and up plus a cast up his arm, a stack of finance papers. a prescription, and a nice 1/4 inch thick coating of ice on the car. That was the topper there. We were both exhausted and hungry and I must of spent 10 minutes chipping ice of the windshield. Then the 5 minute drive to the hospital turned into a 20 minute drive home. The roads were shit be we got home, I shoved something into my mouth (not sure what) cleaned a few of the dishes from the day, and basically assed out. Merry Christmas. HA!

Today. I am tired but there is stuff to be done. I am going to spent the first half of the day cleaning the food and glitter the is imbedded into the cracks of the floor, wash everything that was touches by hospital air, and make sure there is no glass hiding anywhere. After that s trip to the pharmacy and then we are going to go see Anthony cause it is his birthday today. (HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANT!) As for the mr. He has to take it easy, not fuck around with his hand, and try not to go to crazy. It is just going to be an interesting next couple months with the mr having surgery and not being able to use his hand. (Bonus, it is his left hand. He is a lefty…) So yeah. Just hope good things for him and also wish me luck. The mr without the use if his hand is not a happy mr. It’s gonna get rough. But hey, could have been worse. We are good! 😬😁

Not internet links from the week because I wasn’t much on the internet.

Pictures from the week

Monday Happy

Last day of summer and guess what, the mr and I woke up to ice all over our tent! Yup. 30 degrees the past few nights that we have been camping. Not exactly what we had in mind this early, but heck, I had the right mind to pack the wool blankets so we were all good.

The week. Well it’s now Monday but we camped Saturday night too so you know, no computer stuff. Anyway, the past week was great as far as I can remember. Camped at Emerald State Park and ddi our usually hiking and kayaking. We hung out with the littles, made cookies, and worked when work was needed doing. Dad Jeff came to Vt and we got to spend the weekend hanging with him. We camped outside, he stayed indoors because well, no one besides that mr and I are into freezing cold camping. We did a long ass rail trail family bike ride, chatting up the nieces and nephews, did a little road side apple picking, and I tried to eat as much hot food to keep my body warm. After Dad left, the mr and I did another solo day of adventure and camped again because that is what we do. We did all the good stuff. I would go into more detail but I am on the trashed side of a human right, my body is freezing and sore, and due to the mr’s ever increasing snoring regiment, I have barely slept in the past few nights so my brain can’t really comprehend much. But yeah, a dang good week.

And whoa it is Monday morning. Just got home from the long camping weekend and now I have gots to get on with the day. The goal is to post this, finish unpacking camping stuff, maybe shower, start laundry, go to grocery store, make phone calls…. The list of things to do keeps growing. But right now I am boiling water and am going to make a hot hot cup of tea and hold the cup , with both hand, until I can feel my finger again. I am still frozen to the bone. And I love it! Oh, and Happy Birthday Jackson!

Some internet that I looked at the past week.

-When I read the news screamed many profanities. I wish was was able to live long enough to see the crazy psychopath fucker out of office. Ruth Bader Ginsburg’s legacy, and the future of the Supreme Court, explained. Now lets all pray for sane politicians to do what is right and not appoint another fuckface to the courts…. AGH!

-I love the winter but I am not going to lie, I am a little nervous about this coming one. Fucking pandemic. Good thing I don’t spend time with very many humans.  How We Survive the Winter

-A Reusable Food Wrap You Can DIY in 5 Minutes. I have done this, it works.

-Judah asked mw why Earth is called Earth….I had no idea. Now I can tell him. How Did Earth Get Its Name?

-Have you had this tea? I know it is easy but I love holiday teas but I don’t want to order it unless I hear it tastes good. Christmas in Paris Herbal Tea Stash Tea

-Sure, I’ll live here forever

-I don’t know this existed and nowI want to watch it..eventually when I feel like watching tv. The Soothing 'Great Pottery Throw Down' Makes Great Isolation TV

-I Asked 14 Parents What School Lunch Looks Like for Them During This Weird Fall. Must be such a pain in the ass for some parents.

-Very cool. Bees Encase Raw-Material Embroideries with Honeycomb

-Oh heck yeah. Welcome to my high-fashion, trash shopping mall’

Pictures from the week

-C

Sunday Happy

It is June. Already. That was fast.

The week started off great. We spent Sunday in Belvedere with family. The weather was perfect. There were barely any life sucking mosquitoes. Not to sunny, no rain. We just hung out, ate food, walked to the water falls, and basked in the glories of the world. Not to mention Judah invented a watch cookie, Shannon read my telepathically read my mind and picked me up the heart shaped baking tins that I was thinking about at a garage sale, and Sophia. She ate all my broccoli. All the littles played without fighting. All the adults talked without fighting. It was really nice.

And then we came home and by Monday afternoon, the shit starting to hit the fan. First off, it was the week before the June first rental turnovers. Always a hectic week. Always a lot of running around. It has been especially crazy for the mr this year because he was dealing with not only our tenant turn over, but a bunch of other apartments for other landlords. Painting, getting rid of garbage, fixing broken things. That in itself was not the issue. The issue was Monday afternoon, after the mr had been working all day, pulled into one of our driveways with the car to grab some paint, got back into the car, and the key wouldn't turn. And the wheel wouldn't turn. The car was stuck. Our newish (3 1/2 year old) car. The mr spent more then an hour trying to turn the key. I sent more then an hour on the internet trying to figure out what the heck was wrong. In the end, the car was just left for the night, the mr hitched a ride, and we ended up getting the car towed to the garage. (Note that this is the second tow in within a week.) After getting off the phone with the mechanic the next day, we were told it was going to be a few days before they can even look at it because they were so busy. We were feeling pretty screwed. Luckily for us, my mom is awesome and lent us her truck which if she didn't , well we would be stuck with the rental car that I rented one afternoon, drove home, had a massive anxiety attack about crashing (we are having bad car juju right now), turned around and returned. I just had a bad feeling about it. So yeah, I rented a car, for about an hour. They laughed at me. I laughed at me too. Then cried a little. HAHA.

By Thursday the shop was able to look at the car. After the mechanic took a look at the car, he told us the master cylinder was stripped and needed to be replace. Or better yet needs to be. Almost a week later. The car is still there. They had to order the part and it won’t be in until Tuesday. Yup. Just a week ago we were sitting pretty with a car and a sweet ass van and now, no cars. Oh, and the lawn mowers stopped working mid mowing. We think its the gas line or something.

Anyway. The week, hectic but not all bad. I found a bike on craigslist that I am going to fix up and call my new bike for a while (I am done bike shopping for the time being). Barb came over for a lunch and a walk one day. I made rainbows and popsicles another afternoon. Working at the studio was calm. That was nice. And the weather. I can’t complain about that at the least bit.

Then yesterday. June first. Tenant moving day. It was cray cray. New tenants moving in and out usually isn’t a big deal because most of the time our tenants are great and leave without issue. But yesterday the mr stopped over to check on all the apartments and found one in pretty awful condition. Long story short, we spent the day scrubbing filth and paint and hair (so fucking gross) off every surface then repainting the apartment while the new tenants were moving in. We did manage to have a little lunch picnic in th park with Miley and I took her on her first ever bike ride across town. That was good, but then it was back to the crazy apartment. Then we came home, ate dinner, cleaned our house, then passed the f out.

Today is going to be good. Why? I don’t know yet, but we need it to be. I am not looking for anything spectacular, maybe just to find a few new good books at the library. Maybe go the day without getting 100 mosquito bites. Or maybe even just be able to take a nap. Just a mellow day. Wish us luck.

Stuff I looked at and read about on the internet this week.

-There Is Too Much Stuff. I couldn't agree more and I hate it. Too much stuff makes me so anxious. And maybe a little angry. The piles of shit just keep getting bigger. AAGGHHH!!!!

-As a person who makes a lot of mugs with handles, this is very important. I have kept myself up all night on many occasions just thinking about mug handles. Shape, feel, visual ascetics. So much goes into a well made mug handle. But it is worth it and when you have a good one, you know.. Let’s Talk About Mug Handles

-Why You Should Use a Wooden Spoon to Taste Your Food. What about a wooden fork, would that work too?

-Bad making bad worse. How pesticides can actually increase mosquito numbers

-Simple and clean… My kinda place. A HOLIDAY HOME IN PORTUGAL.

-Would you leave your life behind for a house you saw on Instagram? These people did. I love the instagram account CHEAP OLD HOUSE. And yes, I have definitely imagined buying half of them because some of them really are amazing. Maybe one of these day. Drafty windows and crumbling foundations don’t scare me.

-Your Walls Need This Whimsical Magnetic Wallpaper. I don’t need it, but oh boy would it be cool.

-If Ikea is doing it, then it’s for real. Everyone is going vegan. HAHAHAHA. Ikea’s Meatballs Will Officially Go Vegan This Fall

-As avid outdoors people, we really make evey effort to leave the outdoors exactly (if not better) as we found it. How to leave the great outdoors exactly how you found it. How pissed would you be if someone cam into your place and trashed it and moved things and picked at you?

-I eat beets eveyr single day and my pee has never turned pink but I know everyone I feed beets to pees pink. Hum? Why Do Beets Make Your Pee Turn Pink?

And pictures from the week

-C

Sunday

What a week. What a year. So much has happened and is happening and is about happen. I guess that is the nature of life and time and all that good stuff.

The week started off fantastic. On Sunday the mr and I grabbed Judah, Emerson, and Barb, piled into the car, and went for a light drive. We walked around a light filled park, drove some more, then ended up at, of all places in this world, Burger King. And they loved it (I packed my own dinner because I do not, will not, eat at almost any place that the littles prefer) Funny, I don’t know if I have ever been inside of a Burger King before, and if I have, it was long before I had a choice in what I ate. Again, they loved it, even though it was trash food, they got their crowns. Coco cheered just about every French Fry that went into his mouth, and the mr got to use Burger King coupons that he had hiding in his pocket (that is basically why we ended up there) It was a fantastic evening and is now going to be a Christmas Eve eve tradition. Light drive with dinner (never Burger King again thank you very much)

After we dropped them off at home, we went home and that is when the mr succumbed to it. IT being the stomach flu. That was fun.

Christmas Eve the mr was an ill man so I forged it alone. With the help of all the Christmas music I could handle, I baked a bunch, prepared the house for the next day when the family came over. I cut up all the fruits and veggies, wrapped the few little presents I had, did bills and a bunch laundry, ran to the grocery store. My mom stopped by and brought me a lemon tree because just because. I just was so freaking productive. And best part, it SNOWED, like a good amount. What I thought was going to be a completely snow free Christmas turned into the most magical snow ever. Christmas Eve afternoon, Big fat fluffy flakes covering the world. I bundled myself up and walked around the neighborhood just taking it all in. It truly was the best Christmas Eve snow ever. And after a full on day of resting , the mr was feeling a bit better so that was good. And then both to bed by 7 because thats our life these days.

Christmas morning had all the right stuff. Woke up and watched the sun rise while drinking a butload of coffee. The house was all clean and glittery and the ltree lights were on and the ground glittered with the fresh snow. After the mr woke up and was feeling a little worse for ware but ok, we bundled up and went for a little stroll on the beach. We usually go for a hike but I was not trying to push the mr too hard. The beach, oh man, was that amazing. The water was still, the snow was like diamonds, and the air was crisp and clean. Not a sound to be heard other then the lapping of water. It was so good. We left before I decided to stay forever and because the mr thought he could walk on ice and ended up with a his foot in a foot of water so we headed on home to meet the hoard of family. Just about everyone came (minus Ryan and the girls and Anthony.. we missed them all) ate food, did a little gift exchange thing (I got some sweet new house plants), plastered Jackson with a very nice shade of lipstick that might have been called whore red, and had a Happy Birthday celebration for Cameron because it’s was Christmas, but it really was his birthday.

Then for the saddest part. We got the news that our uncle had passed away.

Oh Uncle Seth. He had been sick for a while now with Parkinson’s disease, but the past month or so it got so bad. His death was not unexpected but never the less it was not any less painful. My only uncle, the guy who gave me my first car, the man who built a cabin from nothing in the woods and turned it into a place that you could only imagine (or see in a design magazine) A man who taught (he was as professor at RISD), loved the world, loved to travel, loved his work, was so fierce in emotion. SO many little qualities that I saw in him, I see in me. ( I feel like I get a lot of who I am from my dad and my uncle and aunt) The world lost a great man, I lost a great uncle. He is and will always be loved and I know I was just lucky to have been able to have him as an uncle. It is still hard, I don’t think I have fully processed it still, It is kind of a not quite real feeling. Just an overall heaviness that has settled in on my mind and heart. It is so hard to loose any family, but especially hard when they were so full of life and had so much to give to the world. Agh. The words are not even close to adequate here, the full measure of him as a person not explained. To put it simply, he was an amazing, loving and generous person. I am so going to miss him, his creativity, his lust for life. And what I am going to miss most is his hugs and smiles and overall presences in my life. RIP Seth. You really were a fucking awesome uncle.

We got word of the funeral on Wednesday (which was also Anthonys 17th birthday….So old! I stopped by to see him and give him a big hug. Didn’t want a party or cake this year so I owe him granola bars.) and were in the car driving down to RI by Thursday morning. Shannon, Megan, the mr, and me, all packed into the car and off we went. A small family funeral which was very beautiful and full of love, then food with the family. Not a long stay, but we are all going back down next weekend for Seths memorial celebration bash.

We got home and it hit hard. I started to feel kind of crappy (sick wise) and have been feeling blue ever since. Driving to RI really kicked the mr down again. He was so good, no complaining about anything, not the cranked up car heat or driving straight while us ladies spent the entire time talking of childhood memories. He didn’t even put on the music. And by the time we came back home, the guy was sick again, or maybe never was not sick, but he has been down for the count ever since.

So yesterday we did a few morning chores together like got rid of the recycling and retuned amazon stuff to UPS, but by afternoon the mr was out. So I cleaned house, made another ice cream cake for Judah, and did more and more laundry. Another one of those feeling super productive days. Weird, but I am starting to see a pattern here. When the mr is really sick, I get a lot done. I think it’s mainly because. a) I want to stay away from him as to not get sick too. b) I am afraid that if I do get sick none of what needs to be done will get done so I need to do it fast. And c) I don’t have to worry about what he needs to do, it’s all me. Ha.

Today is Judah’s birthday. Nine years old! What an age to be. So basically I am going to the gym then coming home to do a few things and finish making his cake, then heading over to his house for a birthday dinner celebration. I told him and his sister I would go over early and give them haircuts (the boys hair is so long it covers his eyes, He looks cool, but if you can’t see, well looking cool isn’t gonna get you anywhere). It’s gonna be fun.

Goodness, is that it. The end of another year. Hard to wrap my head around so I am just going to ease on in to 2019. Low key and cool. Just like me. Ha.

Happy New Years Friends! Be safe. Be happy. Be good. Be kind.

Interent links from the week

-Just Admit It, You’re in a Bad Mood. All the lead up to Christmas then BAM, its over. Gets me every time.

-I am defintially one of those people who likes to bake when I am feeling anxious. The Rise of Anxiety Baking. Cookies are my favorite to bake too.

-Speakig of cookies. When 'Cookiers' Take Holiday Cookie Decorating To A Whole New Level. I had no idea there was a cookie cutter factory in Vt. I must see this place!

-Who doesn’t love a good tree picture? Black and White Photographs Capture the Striking Appearance of Bare Trees Against Snow-Filled Landscapes

-Explorer completes historic Antarctic trek. Some people do crazy things that make me jealous. Not that I want to ski Antarctica, but something crazy would be cool.

-How did I not know until now that there was a monthly round up of trucks spilling shit. We all need this information. This month in overturned trucks: Cash, Christmas trees, cooking oil

-How A Little Science And A Lot Of Shady Advertising Boosted Yeast's Popularity. I have never eaten a yeast cake, but I eat a shit load of nutritional yeast. MY favorite is a spoonful in the mouth where it gets stuck in my teeth and the roof of my mouth. For real.

-I am going to get a scale sometime soon. I just need to find the right one for the right price (free or very cheap at the thrift store) Until then, this is handy. Weight Conversions for Flour, Sugar, and Other Common Baking Ingredients

-This is something that I have wondered about. I am really happy that it doesn’t get wasted. We Finally Know What Happens to the Leftover Cake on the Great British Bake Off

-The year vegan junk food went mainstream. Yup. Just cause it’s vegan doesn’t mean it is good for you.

And pictures from the week.

Sunday Happy

It was cold last night, cold enough where I ended up grabbing a wool blanket to add to the bed. Sure,I probably should have just closed the windows and turned the fan off, but fresh, clean, cold air. Ah, so refreshing. And I love a good warm cuddle bed so I was not complaining.

The week kicked off camping at Little River State Park. We hiked, the mr fished, I read a lot and knitted. Lentils and squash for dinner, a campfire, a quiet world. So relaxing, so peaceful. Even if the owls hoot hooting all night kept me awake, or the rusting of the trees that the mr thought was the forest on fire (yeah, I think he was having a nightmare). Never a dull moment, even when we are being dull. And then we woke up, packed up, the mr fished some more, I read some more, and back to the world of things to do.

And we did some things, mainly work things.

Tuesday night I made dinner for Megan, So, and the boys. First Spaghetti squash of the season. We ate, we played, So showed me all of her art work while the mr tried so hard to try and pull her loose tooth out with no success. She told me late that it fell out the next day, and that the tooth fairy left her a book, some cool clip on stars for her bike, and money. What I want to know was where this tooth fairy was when I was a kid a losing my teeth, we only got a quarter per tooth. She then told me that is was inflation.

Wednesday and Thursday was weird days where I didn’t get as much done in life that I needed to. The mr got some painting done, a few other projects started, and we we kind of running around, doing this, waiting for that, thinking it was going to rain when it didn’t or that it wans’t going to when it did. Painting in unpredictable weather, a challenge. And the weather has been a little unpredictable. So sure, the time is ticking and we need to get the house painted before the winter, but really, do we? I mean what’s the worst that happens, we can't finish this year so we finish it nest spring? Yeah, that wouldn't be the worst. But no, we will finish this year because we are awesome and we just will, But no pressure.

Jackson 17th birthday was Friday. I worked all day at the studio then quickly ran home to finish frosting his cake. His family dinner consisted of two cakes because he asked me to make him a cake but never told Shannon. I told Shannon but she wan’t listening or something but yeah, two cakes. And the funny thing is that we both made chocolate peanut butter cup cakes, just because. We do shit like that all the time, thinking or doing the same thing with our knowing what the other is thinking or doing, because we are like the same person. #sistersister

After the party we took Miley and Judah home with us where we had conversations about global warming and natural disasters. That was an intense conversation, but a needed one. I pretty much told them they need to be smart, stay in school, take care of the environment, then save the world. I bet they will do it. Then they watched some comic book movie and I crawled into bed, listening to the wind almost blow the house down.

Next day we woke up, the house was still standing, so I made the pancakes. Barb came over, we picked up Coco, and off we went to pick some apples! What a gorgeous apple picking Saturday. Sun was out, but not to bright, it was chilly enough for a sweater, but not cold. The apples were amazing, the orchard was quiet, and the littles were ready to eat. Coco’s first apple picking experience and it was everything you could ask for. Walking around saying apple, eating apples and picking apples. All the smiles and laughing.. That Coco, he might just be the cutest baby ever.

After that, I was pretty wiped but I had a mission. First before I could takle the Saturday cleaning, I needed to to get on making hot sauce. I picked probably 100 jalapeños at farm share and needed to get them sauced and out of the veggie drawer and into jars. Took me at least a hour to de-seed all the peppers, even burned through a pair of rubber glove. And the fumes from the pot while I was cooking them… these jalapeños were hot hot hot, but hot so good. So I got it made and done and now my finger tips are burning, and my lips, and strange parts of my face (I might have touched my face a few times while cutting the peppers). Then it was time to clean house, and house I did clean. Some people might think I am crazy with my Saturday night cleaning ritual, but honest here, I look forward to it every week. I am happiest at home when my floors are mopped, the toilets are scrubbed, the pantry is sparkling, and all the walls and base boards have been wiped down. Then I can relax.

We are camping tonight and it’s going to be a cold one. And last night I noticed that it got dark out at like 730. This might pose to be an issue for some, but I am actually quite excited. Cold camping is fun, and rewarding, and crawling into the tent at 8 is my kind of night. Ha! And here to hoping that I get a good amount if knitting done while we are at it. I feel like I am falling behind on my knitting projects. Camping knitting, that what I am going to be doing.

Internet looking at from the week

-Listen to the world. This takes a little while to listen too, but it is freaking awesome.

-Not me,I have some plants that I have had for more then 10 years, but hey, maybe you are just the unlucky ones that are getting all the dying plants because all plant so in fact die.. Why Are You So Good at Killing Your Houseplants?

-Venture to Earth’s Most Extreme Places Through These Maps. Who doesn’t love a good map?

-I love when librbaries loan out cool things other then books. It really is a great community resource. If You Have A New York Public Library Card, You Can Now Borrow Ties And Handbags

-Wood-Burning Cookstoves for the Kitchen. I want the first one. It’s amazing

-I am not one to be scared of a little mold, except in bread. Sorry, but There's No Such Thing as the "Clean Part" of Moldy Bread

-Is Vermont Really Losing Young People? I know so so many people my age that have moved away but say they will be back. Wonder if there is going to be a move back boom in like the next 10 years… but all those people will be kind of old. Ha. Is Vermont Really Losing Young People?

-Introverted Doesn’t Mean What You Think It Means. I know I am very introverted. I can hang with the best of them, but people take so much energy out of me. I need to be by myself (without a phone or computer or any interaction) more then not, or else I freak out. Introverted Doesn’t Mean What You Think It Means

-Ballon goals. Balloon Sculptures by Masayoshi Matsumoto Present Air-Filled Interpretations of the Animal Kingdom

-I want to be an American woking in an Australian coffee shop. Why Are So Many Australians Working in American Coffee?

Pictures from the week