There may be nothing like a heat wave to make you almost believe that a pixie cut might be worth the trouble of growing your hair back out later.
But not quite believe it, at least if you're me, at least at present.
7.19.2013
7.17.2013
Numbers Three, Ten, and Twelve...Check
Here's photographic evidence for #3 and #12:
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The shot of the berries may still bear some thanks-to-Picasa adjustments in lighting and contrast. I think not, but honestly, I can't tell. And I don't have evidence for #10, but believe me, my fridge contains a considerable quantity of chickpea vegetable curry right now. My insides do, too.
I felt like checking those aspirations off today (well, we'll say "today" even though the official timestamp means that I should be saying "yesterday"), so I did them even though the temperature was already something like eighty-five degrees by the time I got to the fruit farm sometime around 11 AM. By the way, though I don't have any complaints about the quality of the berries (the riper blueberries that I sampled off the bushes were delicious and, as it turns out, possibly pesticide-free), and the picking experience itself was fine, I don't think I recommend the place unless you've made up your mind to get the experience (it is a pretty place) and/or the goods no matter what the cost; the berries are very expensive, the blueberries even more so than organic ones would have been at the supermarket. (The same may be true for the raspberries as well, but I didn't check.) The farm market's prices (I don't mean for berries, but other things, like sandwiches) are also high.
I used the majority of said blueberries (I'm not sure yet, though I've got an idea or two, what I'll do with the raspberries) to bake the pie, which you see in its state before we Thrivers ate it. I'd wanted to bring it anyway, but by the time the meeting began (well, as early as this morning, really), it'd officially become Ryan's birthday pie, hence the ice-cream accompaniment. As you may have guessed, I didn't look up how to do lattice-top crust...it would probably have looked better if I had.
So picking and cooking made up a lot of my Tuesday. Now it is my intention to grab a snack, brush my teeth thereafter, take my contacts out, and read myself to sleep.
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The shot of the berries may still bear some thanks-to-Picasa adjustments in lighting and contrast. I think not, but honestly, I can't tell. And I don't have evidence for #10, but believe me, my fridge contains a considerable quantity of chickpea vegetable curry right now. My insides do, too.
I felt like checking those aspirations off today (well, we'll say "today" even though the official timestamp means that I should be saying "yesterday"), so I did them even though the temperature was already something like eighty-five degrees by the time I got to the fruit farm sometime around 11 AM. By the way, though I don't have any complaints about the quality of the berries (the riper blueberries that I sampled off the bushes were delicious and, as it turns out, possibly pesticide-free), and the picking experience itself was fine, I don't think I recommend the place unless you've made up your mind to get the experience (it is a pretty place) and/or the goods no matter what the cost; the berries are very expensive, the blueberries even more so than organic ones would have been at the supermarket. (The same may be true for the raspberries as well, but I didn't check.) The farm market's prices (I don't mean for berries, but other things, like sandwiches) are also high.
I used the majority of said blueberries (I'm not sure yet, though I've got an idea or two, what I'll do with the raspberries) to bake the pie, which you see in its state before we Thrivers ate it. I'd wanted to bring it anyway, but by the time the meeting began (well, as early as this morning, really), it'd officially become Ryan's birthday pie, hence the ice-cream accompaniment. As you may have guessed, I didn't look up how to do lattice-top crust...it would probably have looked better if I had.
So picking and cooking made up a lot of my Tuesday. Now it is my intention to grab a snack, brush my teeth thereafter, take my contacts out, and read myself to sleep.
7.14.2013
Return of the Well-Intentioned-But-Possibly-to-Be-Largely-Fruitless Listing of Summer Resolutions
Well, after a fairly epic two-ish weeks of hosting family and friends, traveling hither and yon, and tending to have a good but busy time, I still have just over four weeks left of vacation from the community college. To that end, here are twenty-eight things I'd like to do with it, in mostly no particular order:
1) find a doctor (not that I'm actively sick, at least as far as I know, but because I should have one here now that I'm a real live medically-insured New Englander), preferably one with whom I can be on a little bit more of a wavelength than my previous one
2) start/finish most or all of my bedroom mini-projects (get more books on new shelf, hang full-length mirror, start photo display, get rod to hang Alfred hanging that Jess gave me about two or three years ago, etc.)
3) pick raspberries and blueberries (this isn't two items; I'm hoping to do both at once)
4) tour Adams National Historical Park (because I am just that kind of John Adams fangirl, apparently...thank you, David McCullough and possibly the musical 1776)
5) reread the aforementioned McCullough biography of John Adams
6) actually get through the Thomas Jefferson biography I bought
7) restart my public blog
8) be better about updating this blog
9) make this...
10) ...and this...
11) ...and, if I can get my hands on some decent cider that isn't too expensive (also a candy thermometer), these...
12) ...and, if it ever becomes cool enough to use the oven, bake another pie (perhaps blueberry?)
For the record, I've made #9 a few times before this, and have eaten and possibly made #10 before as well. They're winners, although I'd better have some omeprazole standing by when/if I make the curry, as it (said curry) probably did me no favors last year in my last days (hours?) before the gastritis struck.
13) get regular exercise (in part to counteract the effects of such things as #11 and #12!)
14) have Leah visit
15) go swimming at my cousins' at some point
16) get up early at least a few times to go do interesting things, whatever they may be
17) spend at least a little bit of time with my feet (and possibly more of me, but we'll see) in salt water
18) kick back and read at the good library
19) learn to check my car's fluids
20) take the T into Boston one day and do something interesting there
21) write back to the several people whose "what are you up to?" Facebook notes I've accidentally blown off for months at a time
22) read a liiiiittle scholarship for work (because I want to)
23) find excuses to eat non-supermarket ice cream
24) be better at keeping in touch with Carrie and the Kovacs and possibly Tom
25) get to know my new town better (since most of what I know of it spans just two roads)
26) catch up on at least some of the Good Shepherd sermons I've been meaning to hear over the past months
27) ditto backlogged podcasts
28) keep from getting sunburned
All right - I wonder which ones I'll actually do.
1) find a doctor (not that I'm actively sick, at least as far as I know, but because I should have one here now that I'm a real live medically-insured New Englander), preferably one with whom I can be on a little bit more of a wavelength than my previous one
2) start/finish most or all of my bedroom mini-projects (get more books on new shelf, hang full-length mirror, start photo display, get rod to hang Alfred hanging that Jess gave me about two or three years ago, etc.)
3) pick raspberries and blueberries (this isn't two items; I'm hoping to do both at once)
4) tour Adams National Historical Park (because I am just that kind of John Adams fangirl, apparently...thank you, David McCullough and possibly the musical 1776)
5) reread the aforementioned McCullough biography of John Adams
6) actually get through the Thomas Jefferson biography I bought
7) restart my public blog
8) be better about updating this blog
9) make this...
10) ...and this...
11) ...and, if I can get my hands on some decent cider that isn't too expensive (also a candy thermometer), these...
12) ...and, if it ever becomes cool enough to use the oven, bake another pie (perhaps blueberry?)
For the record, I've made #9 a few times before this, and have eaten and possibly made #10 before as well. They're winners, although I'd better have some omeprazole standing by when/if I make the curry, as it (said curry) probably did me no favors last year in my last days (hours?) before the gastritis struck.
13) get regular exercise (in part to counteract the effects of such things as #11 and #12!)
14) have Leah visit
15) go swimming at my cousins' at some point
16) get up early at least a few times to go do interesting things, whatever they may be
17) spend at least a little bit of time with my feet (and possibly more of me, but we'll see) in salt water
18) kick back and read at the good library
19) learn to check my car's fluids
20) take the T into Boston one day and do something interesting there
21) write back to the several people whose "what are you up to?" Facebook notes I've accidentally blown off for months at a time
22) read a liiiiittle scholarship for work (because I want to)
23) find excuses to eat non-supermarket ice cream
24) be better at keeping in touch with Carrie and the Kovacs and possibly Tom
25) get to know my new town better (since most of what I know of it spans just two roads)
26) catch up on at least some of the Good Shepherd sermons I've been meaning to hear over the past months
27) ditto backlogged podcasts
28) keep from getting sunburned
All right - I wonder which ones I'll actually do.