Craptastic. That is the official word of the day. I don't normally devote whole posts to bitching, but I think it's about time. I've about had it with today, and it's only 1:30 p.m. Elena's been, to put it kindly, a challenge lately, both … [Read more...] about I Could Swear It’s Monday
Year Three of the Over Ambitious Gardener
It's time once again to delve into gardening. I waffled back and forth this year over what to plant. Last year I used the neighbor's raised bed in addition to our raised bed. The previous neighbor was quite the gardener, but the guy who moved in last … [Read more...] about Year Three of the Over Ambitious Gardener
Work It, Baby
I have never, not once, in my 35 years of living, had a picture taken for a photo ID that I liked. It's not for lack of trying. Makeup on, chin up, smile . . . and Click! Helloooo, horrible photo. Somehow I don't think Elena's going to have … [Read more...] about Work It, Baby
This Time Last Week
I've been playing one of my favorite mind games this week. It's the one where you say to yourself, "This time last week I was (fill in the blank)." This time last week I was getting this party started: It was the annual Girls' Trip to Florida. … [Read more...] about This Time Last Week
Smuggling Love Disguised as Pork
My mother, my abuela, and me. Moron de la Frontera, Spain. 1980 I read an article in Saveur the other day that made me smile. It was a piece by Elissa Altman titled "The Smuggler," and it tells the story of how her father became a threat to Canadian … [Read more...] about Smuggling Love Disguised as Pork