I love days like today. I found out that not only is the writer’s strike very possibly nearing a conclusion (strong rumor is that it’ll be over by end of December), but both Chuck and Life have been picked up for full-season orders! Woot!
And…a co-worker gave me a LE CREUSET DUTCH OVEN! In red! Heart-shaped! Yep, just gave it to me, since she “never uses it” and knows I “like this brand.” I was speechless and giddy. ;-) Pictures will be forthcoming.
I sleep now.
So, I’ve been sketching out layout ideas for the blog, thinking about how I wanted to best display all the holidays goodies I want to display, yadda yadda yadda. Then I decided to redo my quilt first, as it would be “easier” since the program I use for it is fairly simplistic. Uh huh.
Well. It’s 10:30 on Friday and I am woefully, woefully late to Joy’s blog party about blogging! I got so immersed in NSD stuff today, and a bit of writing, that I completely, utterly forgot to post this!! But better late than never, I suppose…so here’s my take. I started blogging back in…er…2000? 1999? Can’t…
I am finally actually developing an idea I have for a short film! It’s going to be a sort of funny, campy, horror-ish type story. It’s based on a silly joke roomie & I have, but I think it will end up being a mildly amusing film short, and if nothing else it’ll give me…
A bit late, but better late than never…for today, from Dorothy Morrison’s Yule: A Celebration of Light & Warmth: “Today marks the last day of the Roman year at which time the Festivals of Laurentia and Lares are celebrated. To make it special, look back on important personal events that happened over the last year,…
…that Mount Everest is growing 2 inches each year. I never knew that. Pretty wild!
So in my quest to find pastured/healthy/real eggs I came across quite a few stumbling blocks that I didn’t expect. I wanted to find a local source of eggs from actual free-ranging, dirt-and-bug-pecking, organically-fed-when-needed chickens. I have not found that yet, at least not in any of my local stores (big or independent). I’m going…