I don’t sleep much. This may not be a surprise to those of you who know how active I am and how much I get done on any given day. Unfortunately, often on any given night I’m pretty active, too. Even though I always get to sleep easily, I wake up often. Many nights I find myself wide awake at 2:00 or 3:00 a.m. (for a while, 3:30 a.m. on the nose was my body clock’s daily wake-up time) When I don’t have these wide-awake-in-the-middle-of-the-night episodes, I get, on average, five to six hours of halfway-decent sleep each night. Believe it or not, five hours is really quite enough for…
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The Message
I am having a very odd problem right now when it comes to blogging. It’s not writer’s block: I’ve been lucky enough to have rarely wrestled with that beast. The problem I’m having doesn’t–to my knowledge–have a name. I feel like I’m having all the wrong ideas. I’m annoying myself. Every time I sit down to blog, I get the urge to type out a post full of warm and fuzzy advice about living your best life (hat tip to Oprah), having a great attitude, surrounding yourself with people who lift you instead of drag you down, making things happen, reaching for the stars, being kind to yourself and others.…
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Plate Prop Demo, Or “Evidence of My Crazy”: You Pick.
I learned this week that Fiestaware knives, when combined with dinner plates that are completely flat (rather than having a deeper part in the middle), don’t cut it (see what I did there?) when it comes to propping my Thanksgiving plate adequately enough so that the gravy stays on the turkey where it belongs. I had to use a spoon instead, bottom-side-up. Backstory here.
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Disordered Eating
I’ve got some food issues. They’re not the kind of food issues you might think of, though. It all started out with being a *little* bit on the picky side as a child. (massive understatement, by the way.) As an adult, I am much less picky (thank goodness) but I do have a thing about my foods mingling together on my plate, especially when it comes to liquidy things like gravy. I do realize that it all ends up in my stomach together, but I prefer my foods to have some personal space on the plate. In fact, ever since I was a kid I have put a knife under…
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Trick…Or Treat?
What feels like a trick to me (a trick I am playing on myself) will hopefully feel like a treat to you. November is National Blog Posting Month and I’m in, again. You knew I was a little crazy, right? I’ll be posting each and every day during the month of November with all of the other crazies on the still-in-progress November NaBloPoMo blogroll, including Ally Bean, Kendra, and Momo Fali (WHAT? Are you nuts, Momo????), who are already in my reader. Speaking of my reader, I am placing an additional challenge on myself to actually get around and comment on more blogs because I haven’t been able to do…