Archive for January, 2013

I have a list as tall as I am of things I want to do. The problem is there are so many of them I never know where to start so I get completely side tracked and feel like I haven’t accomplished anything. The stupid thing is that in a matter of a couple of hours I made a batch of Honey Roasted Cashews and Almonds, started blowing out eggs (holy CRAP that isn’t easy) and made an oven baked omelette with mushrooms and broccoli for dinner. Amazing by the way. So, not completely UN productive. Just not in the way that will open the door for potential income. Unless someone wants to buy some nuts because crap they are good. I would buy them. See? Distracted. This was my day. And is most days, just with some variation on the recipes lately.

What I really want to do is get my hands on some fabric so I can start making Batik prints. Or prints in general. Maybe I should just write out the entire 6 foot list. Then I can at least have something to cross off. Or hang on the wall because I haven’t made any prints yet! Good grief.

How are you reacting to the swing of things?


So here it is a brand new year. The world did change as I know it over the holidays, as promised. No fire and brimstone, I just decided I really like to bake. And cook. Not shocking because we have been blessed with this super awesome kitchen. What is shocking is my love for entertaining. My entire adult life I think I’ve had people over for dinner maybe twice – if you don’t include the big dinners I used to make for the random roommates and crashers 20 years ago. I still have that crock pot. I worry that it’s going to catch fire occasionally. Hmmm.

Where was I going with that? Oh yeah, the idea of me hosting a dinner was akin to the idea of Dracula using garlic breath mints. That’s a terrible comparison but I’m sticking with it. The point is with some help from my Auntie C we had 8 people for dinner Christmas Eve and I was giddy. That motivated me to do New Years Eve which was only for 6 but I went a little crazy and we are still eating leftovers. Anyway, I’m having a blast in the kitchen. Possibly because it gives me something to take pictures of inside the house when it’s cold out! My love got me a macro lens for my phone. Uh- oh…