Hello, Sunday.
I got back from my impromptu vacation and hit the ground running on my move with a new sense of urgency. Two weeks to go, less next weekend when I’ll be in Vail celebrating Andouille’s wedding. So really, I’ve got 9 days to get it together.
I’m at that point where I look around, see what’s left to pack and have the urge to chuck it all, while at the same time wondering how on earth I could have accumulated so much stuff. I’ve resolved to never buy anything again ever.
Unrealistic, yes, but I’ve at least resolved to use to all the foodstuffs that I’m taking to Mom’s by the time I leave her house in three month’s time. Lots of cooking for me, that means, which is fine and not usually a problem when fall foods and holiday eats start to grace my plates. Anyway, food shall not be transported more than once.
Back to the world at large, yesterday was a heavy day, and I admittedly tried to stay off the news as much as possible. As if we don’t have enough depressing things to keep us sad and depressed regularly – I didn’t think I could handle the barrage of sob stories and the memories that horrible day brings back.
How about some happy things to distract us, at least through this morning’s coffee?
Ever wonder why McDonald’s ice cream machines are always broken? So do the Feds, apparently.
As we approach the holidays, know that there is a best way to mash potatoes.
Build you own happiness fence! I have to say, I have one and it’s doing a pretty darn good job!
The future of women’s tennis is bright! Way to go, Emma!
Is the definition of ambition changing?
Are we doing fall yet? If so, start here.
Or here, if pumpkin > apples is your thing.
That’s all I’ve got today. Have a nice week!
