I Sold The Car

I shed a tear when I walked away from the man that bought my car for his wife. I loved that car. Still do. It was cute and young and fun… Three things I used to be and sometimes feel that I’m just not anymore.

As a 20-something it was perfect. My sister and I drove from Pennsylvania to Minnesota and back in that car, with the top down the whole way. Oh, the sunburn.

That car contributed to the air of coolness that surrounded me when my husband first decided he was interested in dating me.

In our early years together we spent countless nights driving around with the top down. He’d drive so I could watch the stars. We’d be covered in ashes when we got home, because smoking in a convertible is a messy affair. Once, on a day trip to the northern rural parts of our county, we were driving down a road that was intersected by a creek. We saw a sign that said “Creek Ahead” and thought, “Nah. They can’t mean in the road.” They did. There was a creek crossing right over the road. We took off our shoes and walked out, to

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The Sesame Street Cookbook

The Sesame Street Cookbook was first published in 1971 by the Children’s Television Workshop. The copy I have was published in 1978, the year of my birth. It was illustrated by Robert Dennis and written by Pat Tornborg. While the book is adorable, teaching lessons about utensils, tools, and cleaning, as well as cooking, most of the recipes are downright awful (sorry Mr. Tornborg!). My husband came away from his reading nauseous, though he admittedly has a weak stomach. Shall we take a tour of the book?

Here Bert and Ernie show you what all of the tools are called.

I gagged a little when I read “popcorn pudding.” Don’t feel bad if you did too, it’s a natural reaction.

The kitchen vocabulary list is great for a child. Sesame Street really knows how to educate!

Safety tips and general cooking advice. Always gather your ingredients before you start! That’s the best piece of advice I or Sesame Street or your grandmom will ever give you.

Could this be grosser? I think not.

A basic tossed salad. Sure, why not have a recipe for that?

Remember how much Oscar loved sardines? I thought it was so gross that my dad

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Last Week In Our Garden

Last week our square foot garden was in its prime. With everything looking good, I thought I should snap some pictures. Above is a head of “EZ Serve” lettuce, which is a compact variety of romaine.

Spicy Arugula

Our arugula is growing so well. It’s really sad that we planted it in the wrong season, and as such it is way too spicy. I mean, it could not be any spicier. One leaf will burn your mouth off. It’s terrible.

Heads of Endive

This is the endive. It’s delicious, and almost all gone now. What is left will be made into salads this week, as next weekend we’ll be tearing out whatever is left.

Our plan is to remove a whole heap of the soil and start amending it. We’ll take out about 1/3 of the clay soil that is in there, and mix it with a bail of peat moss and 1/3 of the compost we’ve been making since March. Then we’ll have a nice fresh bed to plant our salad greens in, and we plan to keep a rotation going in this box throughout the winter, since it is the closest one to the house.

Young Basil Plant

Our basil is finally growing, but there is

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My Craft Station

10 days ago I took this picture. I was in my crafting/storage/laundry room, working on some necklaces for my Etsy store. I made myself a lunch of blackberries, cherries, and grapes, and a huge cup of coffee. I was listening to NPR while I worked, I was content, and I thought I should snap a shot of the gorgeous colors. That blue surface is my cutting mat. My nice, clean, devoid of clutter cutting mat.

The next day I decided that my crafting/storage/laundry room just had too much stuff in it for me to continue to be productive. So I set out to solve the problem. I removed everything that was in the room, threw away half, and resolved to put the rest back in a more organized and accessible manner.

I spent the better part of last week trying to accomplish that goal. I assembled furniture, unpacked and repacked tons of stuff, threw away a mountain of papers and boxes, and sneezed 2,000 times from all of the dust.

The room I live in is complete, but my craft station looks like this:

I don’t yet know what to do with the water pump, I don’t have anywhere useful

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