Monthly Archives: February 2015

Parking Encounters

Sometimes, when you’re having a tough time, you just need to go to Safeway.

You just need to go to Safeway, so that on your way in, you can bump into the woman parked next to you, who is on her way out.

She looks (and sounds) like “Yoga Jones“, the hippie sage from Orange is the New Black. She’s carrying way too much crap, and smoking a cigarette at the same time. In her armloads of crap is a full vase of roses.

Which she drops. Right behind the wheel of her car (luckily, not yours).

And she just laughs, and smiles through her cigarette, and says “Ah well, f#@% it!” She sets all her crap down, bends over, picks up the best rose from the bunch, and gives it to you.

To me.

“You look like you could use it.”

Indeed I could. And I did.

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Tenacity

This chapter of my life is obviously about tenacity. About not giving up. I get it now, Universe.

Case in point…

Three weeks ago, Trent and I stuck the nubbins from two green onions (we eat green onions several times a week, so we go through a lot of them) into a mason jar full of water on our kitchen windowsill. Within two days, the onions started to grow back…

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Post-Script: Mardi Gras

By now you might be wondering if Team Mardi Gras Cheesaversary 4-0 survived the madness or not.

Showing off our booty from the King of Rex parade.

Showing off our booty from the King of Rex parade.

The answer is, YES. Yes, we did. But the far greater feat was surviving the COLD.

Not joking, people! Bitterly cold, in Louisiana. It was a Michigan-style Mardi Gras for those two Detroiters up there, for real. It seems climate change may be out to thwart Mardi Gras, making us even more glad we crossed this one off our bucket lists sooner rather than later. Trying to catch beads while your hand is literally frozen to your beer can is a bit of a challenge… Continue reading

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Cheesy Gras

One week until I'm eating hangover food NOLA style, like these brie fries from Baie Rouge.

One week until I’m eating hangover food NOLA style, like these brie fries from Baie Rouge.

It’s officially ONE WEEK until MARDI GRAS!

I have to admit, I got a little nervous this past weekend, thinking I juuust miiiggghhht have set myself up for such an epically off-the-charts cheestastic Remissaversary celebration… I actually started to doubt whether I’d be up for it. I actually got a little AFRAID of my own Remissaversary plan. Continue reading

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Full of Life

We’ve returned from laying Grandma to rest in San Antonio, and it feels like we should focus on the new life all around us right now. So, since I’ve been telling everyone all about how her spirit seems to have settled in our houseplants, I thought some more photos were in order…

Here's the orchid she taught us to care for. This is the second time Trent has successfully re-bloomed it in the now 2.5 years it's been alive in our house!

Here’s the orchid she taught us to care for. This is the second time Trent has successfully re-bloomed it in the now 2.5 years it’s been alive in our house! See the bloom stalks? (and that stained glass behind it in the window is by Grandpa, btw)

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