Coming back from the other side of my Bipolar Wonderland through medication, creativity, and moxie.
13,099 Days Alive
Today was Mother’s Day in the US. It’s a holiday I quite rightfully have complicated feelings with. So I ignored it, slept in until after nine a.m. after getting up at six to feed Spock. And just generally chilled at home.
Continue reading “Of Homebodies and Humdrum”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.
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13,085 Days Alive
2 Accidental Cat Naps
1 Cafe Con Leche
I was drag-assing today. Got up at six to feed Spock and promptly went back to bed until I felt more human, around nine.
Continue reading “Of Coffee Con Leche and Cat Naps”
13,020 Days Alive
5 Episodes of Kitchen Nightmares Watched
4 Slices of Pizza Eaten
I had planned to make cookies after attending Crafty Women via Zoom this morning. But with Spock waking me up yet again at just past five thirty in the morning, I was exhausted.
Continue reading “Of Plans and Pizza”
12,736 Days Alive
3 Episodes of Forensic Files Watched
1 Cup of Coffee Consumed
I got to have a drink with my old friend Fen this evening. We went to a half-opened Kawa Coffee House. Outside seating and such.
Continue reading “Monday Meanderings”
12,604 Days Alive
It’s the end of the month, year, and decade.
Continue reading “2019’s End: Cards, Coffee, Cookies, and Crocheting”
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