Wannabe Martha

Still trying to figure out which Martha

Where Did Ridiculous Video Go?

So, I did take it down.  Granted, I thought it was funny, but then, I have a massively warped sense of humor.

Thing is, it’s not really reflective of what my little sandbox here is all about, so I’ll just laugh at it on my own time (while planning a suitable revenge)

Besides, it’s not like you can’t find it all over YouTube ya know!

Now, I’m off to plan not-so-little-tiny-any-more-baby-girl’s birthday dinner (because she turned 15 today Le Sob).


(She’s with her Dad tonight at a lacrosse meeting, so we have the celebration scheduled for tomorrow – must plan the cake too – I’m thinking Red Velvet right now….)


A Little Something Mack Forwarded to me Today


I don’t really know what to add here except to shake my head.


(It’s good for him that I have an excellent sense of humor.  Or I’d kill him.  Then make him pay.  and pay.  and pay.  Also redheads are not crazier than other people)

Edited to add:  Maybe this is a good place for me to note that Mack was giving me a hard time because I (and the daughters) are natural redheads; I made a point of quoting the secret man of my dreams, Imhotep, (yes – the one from The Mummy – don’t judge): “Death is Only The Beginning”.  Mack is now hiding from me.


I haven’t actually decided if I’m going to keep this post up.  Have to think about it some.


The Sun Rises, Sure, But So Does The Moon

You know how you can’t look directly at the sun without incurring significant ocular damage, right?  Not so much with the moon.  Last night amid another tedious bout of insomnia, I did just that – went outside, parked myself in a lounge chair and just did a little moon gazing.  I let my thoughts roll over me and I noticed that the slight veiling camouflage of moonlight lets me actually see and appreciate the loveliness that is my home instead of all the little imperfections that I know are there.

I think I see better in that softer light – maybe because it’s also a filter of sorts, and there are fewer distractions.  Sure, you can see everything very clearly in the sun – but that’s the problem, right there – EVERYTHING.  I don’t need to see everything.  I don’t even need to see everything exactly the way it actually is all the time.  Sometimes the stark coldness of reality obscures a better truth – that there is beauty and love and grace all around us, just waiting to be noticed and appreciated.

So I’m putting my rose-colored glasses back on – at least during the day.  What’s the worst that can happen – I fail to notice some other flaw somewhere?  I’m sure some helpful person will be more than happy to point it out to me.  Meanwhile, I’ll get my head (and heart) right again.


Desperate Times Call for Desperate Measures

So, umm, just what the heck is that Maevey?



Maeve’s General-All-purpose-Mood-Enhancer

Why it’s a spoonful of peanut butter with chocolate syrup on it.

Isn’t that sort of the universal female answer to all our travails? You got something better?


Some Fun Things to Celebrate in September

I’m still feeling very meh and I’m not getting over it the way I think I should (so in addition to meh, I’m also highly annoyed with myself). Happily, there are some very tasty happenings in September, and that should sweeten me up a little bit. Check out The Nibble for the complete list, but I’m sure you’ll agree that the ones I have listed here are plenty fabulous.

  • National Biscuit Month
  • National Breakfast Month
  • National Honey Month (I plan to make a little trip to my local Savannah Bee Company store for some Tea Honey
  • National Potato Month
  • National Rice Month (perfect excuse to make paella or gumbo or both)

Other lovely observances:

  • International Bacon Day (Saturday Before Labor Day) – I believe it should have it’s own YEAR
  • National Waffle Week (2nd Week)
  • September 1: National Cherry Popover Day
  • September 3: National Welsh Rarebit Day
  • September 3: Birthday of Anna, Duchess of Bedford, Creator Of Afternoon Tea
  • September 5: National Cheese Pizza Day
  • September 6: National Coffee Ice Cream Day
  • September 9: Wiener schnitzel Day
  • September 10: TV Dinner Day (I might just freak out my family and buy TV dinners for that night)
  • September 11: National Hot Cross Bun Day
  • September 12: National Chocolate Milkshake Day
  • September 13: National Peanut Day
  • September 14: National Cream Filled Donut Day (Hello Krispy Kreme ™ )
  • September 14: Eat a Hoagie Day (or whatever they’re called in your neck of the woods)
  • September 15: National Linguine Day
  • September 17: National Apple Dumpling Day
  •  September 18: National Cheeseburger Day (another joyous day for my friend Elspeth)
  • September 22: National Ice Cream Cone Day
  • September 23: National White Chocolate Day (let’s not have a fight about this)
  • September 25: Crab Meat Newburg Day (any day involving crab meat is a good day)
  • September 26: National Pancake Day
  • September 27: National Chocolate Milk Day
  • September 28: Strawberry Cream Pie Day
  • September 29: National Coffee Day
  • September 30: National Hot Mulled Cider Day

Some Boozy Observances:

  • National Bourbon Heritage Month
  • California Wine Month
  • September 15: Halfway To St. Patrick’s Day (have some whiskey or Irish Coffee)
  • September 20: National Rum Punch Day
  • September 28: Drink Beer Day

Dishonorable Mentions for Extreme Killjoy Preachiness:

  • National Organic Harvest Month – blah blah blah some more
  • Whole Grains Month – meh already
  • Vegetarian Awareness Week (2nd Week) – I did not notice a Carnivore Awareness Week and I object vehemently



Trudging Through Molassas

So I finally went back to Mass.

Which is better than not going, right?  Maybe?

Then I cleaned house.

Both have been highly cathartic experiences for me in the past. 

Not so much anymore.

Maybe next week.

Maybe if I could just sleep.


[Edited to add – Tuesday Edition – there is every reason to believe that I’m going to stick my foot in my mouth and choke on it – probably all day long.  Or pick a fight I don’t even care about winning.  Le Sigh.]


A Little Friday Randomness

There is, apparently, such a thing as “Artisanal Lard”. I KNOW. WHO KNEW AND HOW HAVE WE SURVIVED SO LONG WITHOUT IT?

You can use a regular old mason jar as a blender container (well, as long as you’re not using one of the extremely special ones that have an odd shape). I don’t have a blender at this time – we had a bit of a falling out.

The best way to clear your coffee/spice grinder is to use rice. I’ve actually used kosher salt, and that works pretty well.

Feeding coffee beans to elephants so they can hang out in the pachyderm’s intestines and them be pooped out apparently produces the most fabulous coffee. And I’ve discovered that there are limits to my love for coffee.

Some kid at Summerville High School got arrested at school and suspended because for a creative writing assignment, he wrote about shooting a dinosaur. SOUTH CAROLINA’S EDUCATIONAL SYSTEM…THE GIFT THAT KEEPS ON GIVING (see, apparently other states were having all kinds of fun arresting their students for stupid s**t instead of just, you know, telling the kid to knock it off – of all the things SC was jealous of and wanted to match other states, this had to be it? Really? Le Sigh)

Oh yeah – I still haven’t been convinced to read “Outlander”, nor The Book Which Shall Not Be Named (nor any of it’s sequels). But I did pick up Hannah Jayne’s newest Underworld Detection Agency novel, “Under A Spell” in actual paper format so I can read it in the water.


Le Meh – It Continues

It would appear that I’m jonesin’ for a fight.  You know how that is, right?  You’re cranky and irritated and you just want to duke it out (preferably with someone who’s feeling similarly inclined so you can be friends afterwards).

It’s sort of a dangerous state for me, because I get just a leeeeeeetle free with my words (verbal/written, doesn’t matter) and you know how hard it is to take back things you say.  I’m always skating a thin line anyway, so it’s especially important that I get a grip.

I’m trying to figure out what’s eating at me.  There’s this massive crisis of faith I’m dealing with (or not dealing with); there’s the pending finalization of my divorce; there’s the insomnia; there’s the worry over my girls. Then there’s the mass insanity going on all over the world.  But none of this is exactly “new”, so I’m not quite sure what has me all riled up this week in particular.

Maybe I need some down time – real downtime.  Or sleep.  Or a good book.

Or cheesecake.


I’m Cranky Today

And so I’ve allowed myself to get into a bit of an argument about why Outlander IS NOT my cup of tea (so much to choose from – adultery; beating your wife; rape; the list is just endless).  I’m actually really very liberal in my reading – as in, there ain’t much I won’t read (just finished re-reading The Bees – FANTASTIC and I might write a review of it – Thank You Miss BC for the recommendation), but even I have some “nope – not going there” territory.  Part that gets me is that there are CATHOLICS making excuses about the adultery because of “time travel” – and this with CATHOLIC “hero/heroine” (I deliberately use the quote marks because I don’t find any of it particularly heroic.

Anyway – I’m annoyed.  Mostly I’m annoyed that my objections are being dismissed as “not fair to the books” and “you shouldn’t talk about them if you haven’t read them” – well, I think it’s fair to say I don’t want to read them because there are elements which just revolt me (I’m certainly not saying others can’t read or even enjoy the books; I’m just stating WHY I don’t want to read them – and that is apparently not fair or some such BS).

So anyway, I’m annoyed.

[Edited to add – really – I’m very broad in my reading tastes:  Mystery, Romance, SciFi, Fantasy; Historical Fiction; Biography; Dystopian stuff; PNR; Urban Fantasy – yep – I read it ALL with great pleasure]

[Edited again, because clearly I’m not done here.  It’s not that I can’t read a book with rape in it – quite the contrary; in fact, one of my favorite series has the main character suffer a terrible rape, but – and this is the salient point – IT’S NOT BY THE MAN WHO CLAIMS TO LOVE HER, it’s by the villain.  I consider this a rather important distinction.  Also, I don’t mind Le Sex in my reading either (I’m not actually a prude) – but there just isn’t anything romantic or sexy about adultery – deceiving your spouse and violating your marriage – yeah – uh, nope.  And finally – man hits his “beloved” – I’m DONE; just NONONONONONONONONO.

I might be back again.  I’m not sure.]

[Yet another addition – And apparently I can’t keep away from the discussion.  Maybe getting some work done would be a nice diversion, no?? Le Double Sigh]

[Also I am a glutton for punishment, apparently, because I can’t keep my mouth shut; er, fingers off the keyboard.]


But Wait…there’s more – Day Two

Tuesday’s task – clean out the fridge (NOT clean it) – just get rid of expired items, things past their prime, science projects, etc.

Le Before:


Where avalanches are born


OK, so not winning any prizes for organization

Le After (better – not great, but better)


Not too bad – but more importantly, will be much easier to actually do the cleaning part

It was more untidy than anything – there were a few items which looked a bit iffy, but really, once I pulled out tonight’s dinner items and then organized a bit more, it’s just not as bad as I thought it was. Thank goodness.