The Phone Rang…

I had just barely sat down on the couch to eat my dinner of soup and toast and crackers– a balancing act on a good day. But I have the skills of a ninja.

Then, my phone rang. It was REEEEALLY loud. So, loud that I jumped just the teeniest bit. It was enough of a jump that my plate with my soup bowl started to slide on one side of my lap while my phone slipped off the other side. With cat-like reflexes I swung my hands out to save the plate and the phone at the same time.

Alas.

I was not successful.

I did, however, manage to drop the phone and flip my bowl of soup up off my lap and right into my purse. Yep. The whole bowl. What I learned from this experience is that there are a few places on this earth where soup just does not belong.

Make a note of that.

If you need me, I’m having cereal…

at the kitchen table.

Meadowbloom Cupboard Curtain

Well, here it is my dears! I got tired of waiting for the painting muses to give me the oomph that I needed to refinish the cupboard doors. This was a waaay better option–for sure!

The fabric is my daughter April’s own Meadowbloom from Moda– which she designed herself. Isn’t it gorgeous? I’m a lucky duck to know that girl, alright.

I have to say–it’s a good thing that cupboard curtains are all the thing right now because, well, I’ll take a sewing machine over a paintbrush ANYday.

Let’s Take A Vote

Ok, I’m all for stone baked, authentic, back east, New York Style pizza and all that.  I know I’m kinda old and I know that I’m kinda picky with what I choose to use my calories for. I know things aren’t the same as they were when I was a young whipper-snapper.

So, maybe it’s just a personal problem, but let me just ask you…

Is this pizza burned? I think it’s burned. I think it’s REALLY burned. So burned, in fact, that I scurried right back to the pizza joint and said, politely, “Hey, I think my pizza is burned. Like, REALLY burned.”

Why did I say, I THINK my pizza’s burned?! I’ve been alive a long time and I think know burned when I see it. There, I said it again. I THINK. I need to be more decisive…more assertive…more…more…something. Sheesh.

The girl at the window said, “Oh, sorry.  We can make you another one. We thought it was fine.”

Fine? FINE?!! FIIIIIIIINE? What on earth?!! How is this fine?! What are people eating these days that they are calling food? Fine. Burned. Pizza?!

My soul is shuttering.

ANY way….

My new pizza was waay better…

and only slightly burned.

I’m progressing.

My Daily Mantra

Things are reeeeally strange these days. We have been “locked down” for several months now due to the Covid 19 stuff. Some people are struggling with the disruption in their normal lives–while I–on the other hand barely notice the difference. I wasn’t really going anywhere anyway. Haha.

The negativity online was the only thing that was actually distressing me so I came up with this little ditty. Whenever– and I mean WHENEVER I have a not-so-positive thought go through my mind I’ve started trying to retrain myself to stop and prattle off this more helpful thought. It’s become somewhat of a mantra.

Try it.

It helps…really.

Hear Ye, Hear Ye…

Summerfest 2020. Canceled.

Wretched, wretched Covid19.

We can take the “lock down” and the “stay home” and the “wear a mask.”

We can take the six-feet apart and the no bath tissue and the closed everything.

But cancel Summerfest?!!! THAT’s going TOO FAR.

In order to console myself and others–I’ll link to the other Summerfest posts–of which there are many–so that we can dream of happy days gone by…

Summerfest 2018

Summerfest- The Big Blow-out

Summerfest Daytime

Summerfest Nighttime

Our Very Favorite Day

Summerfest 2009!

and hopefully brighter days ahead.