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Monthly Archives: October 2010
Potato-onion-garlic drawer: goodbye, forever.
Today in my office, my coworker Liz said, “Did you know that you can store an apple with your potatoes and they won’t sprout?” I did know this, as my mother I believe (or my sister, or someone I know…) told me this. However, she went on to explain that you are also not supposed to store potatoes or onions together. Or else.
I’ve already separated the happy family, don’t worry. Where will I ever keep the onions now?
you get in, you get done (and then you get gone.)
My hairdresser last night said, “Cutting your hair makes me feel like I am cutting Veronica Lake’s hair.”
This weekend I have the following plans: yoga, date with JH to crepes and a movie, sleep, soccer, peach crisp, nothing, sleep, farmer’s market, yoga, pot roast, nothing.
My hairdresser last night said, “You have great hair. Do you like your hair? Because some people with great hair don’t like their hair.”
It’s Friday. Cinnamon rolls are made, and ready to be eaten. 37 to go. There are mixed cds to mix, to mail, to pour my soul into, and to hope that (and know that) the recipients will get, and love.
My hairdresser last night said, “So the sister wives were on Oprah today…”
I’m going to do a lot of s t r e t c h i n g this weekend, and cooking, and deep breathing in and out through my nose, and alternatively relaxing my face muscles and smiling through Warrior 3.
My hairdresser last night said, “What is your heritage?”
I said Italian.
My hairdresser last night said, “Oh my God, I knew it! I knew you were Italian!!”
$5 Orange Marmalade: a lesson in not giving up.
Corelyn and I are almost there. Well, sort of. 10 weeks left, and the PW Challenge will be behind us.
Things that I’ve done lately for this challenge?
1. Bought corn syrup. Those of you who know me know this was a challenge in itself.
2. Bought $5 Orange Marmalade (the only kind at our grocery store without high fructose corn syrup.)
3. Agreed to make cinnamon rolls. On a weeknight. After hair cuts.
4. Asked the question, “Do you think we could make prune cake for Thanksgiving?”
5. Realized that yoga might not be cutting it anymore…
We’ll be glad when it’s past us, but the next 10 weeks will be difficult. Here goes nothing. Wish us luck.
This ain't your mama's yoga, boo.
This is what Skip, my lovely yoga teacher, said to me at 6:30 am while I was in elbow side plank.
Happy mid-week, everyone! I am feeling good after two sessions of yoga 12 hours apart…maybe I am turning into my sister…