Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
14,719 Days Alive
5+ Hours Spent in the Car Round Trip
2 Chicago-Style Hot Dogs Eaten
I drove down to Chicago with Lucian this morning. My brain had the structural integrity of a goddamned damp sugar cube right now.
Continue reading “Of Sport Peppers and Siblings”
14,130 Days Alive
$33.33 Spent on Dinner
6 Cups of Stock Used
2.05 Pounds of Stew Beef Cooked
1 New to Me Soup Recipe
So I used this recipe, sans barley, as the basis for dinner tonight. Mellon is sick and requested soup. So soup I made!
Continue reading “Of Beef and (No) Barley”
14,028 Days Alive
14.65 Pound Turkey Cooked Yesterday
1 New Sweet Potato Casserole Recipe
Yesterday was Thanksgiving. And Wolfenoot. And Family Food Day. But mostly the latter.
Continue reading “Of Wolfenoot and Witchy”
13,799 Days Alive
1,299 Days Straight on Duolingo
1 New Recipe Tried
I did not get enough sleep last night. I overslept today but was barely late for work. I had to drink a Monster to get through the day, though. Zero Sugar one, of course, but still, caffeine was needed.
Continue reading “Of Breezes and Bedtime”
13,723 Days Alive
90+ Minutes Spent Cooking
7 Days Working Without a Day Off
I am a little annoyed. One of my coworkers called off tomorrow and no one on my team was able or willing to cover the shift. So it falls to me, I guess, as manager.
Continue reading “Of Cookies and Casseroles”
It’s time for another recipe! First, the recipe. Then, me blathering onward about my occasionally questionable culinary capabilities and the memories this particular treat holds for me.
Read the recipe and more…It’s time for another recipe! First, the recipe. Then, me blathering onward about my occasionally questionable culinary capabilities and the memories this particular feast holds for me.
Read the recipe and more…It’s time for another recipe! First, the recipe. Then, me blathering onward about my occasionally questionable culinary capabilities and the memories this particular feast holds for me.
Read the recipe and more…It’s time for another recipe! First, the recipe. Then, me blathering onward about my occasionally questionable culinary capabilities and the memories this particular treat holds for me.
Read the recipe and more…It’s time for another recipe! First, the recipe. Then, me blathering onward about my occasionally questionable culinary capabilities and the memories this particular feast holds for me.
Read the recipe and more…
It’s time for another recipe! First, the recipe. Then, me blathering onward about my occasionally questionable culinary capabilities and the memories this particular treat holds for me.
Read the recipe and more…It’s time for another recipe! First, the recipe. Then, me blathering onward about my occasionally questionable culinary capabilities and the memories this particular feast holds for me.
Read the recipe and more…It’s time for another recipe! First, the recipe. Then, me blathering onward about my occasionally questionable culinary capabilities and the memories this particular treat holds for me.
Read the recipe and more…
Postmark Wonderland 