Is it just me or is Monday getting sneaky and jumping back into the rotation more often than its fair share? There seem to be a lot of Mondays.
So many Mondays.
You know what that means. I’m having more coffee. I mean how is one measly (and by “measly” I mean flagon of) coffee going to get me through an entire Monday?
Exactly, hypothetical reader. It isn’t.
So do I finish the post first? Or make the next cup first?
I think we both know the answer to that one.
And it’s brewing. I bet you didn’t even miss me.
It’s a bright, sunny day, though it’s probably chilly. Yesterday for the Chicago Marathon, I couldn’t stay out long, it was colder than it’s been for a long time. And it took me forever to warm back up.
Better ready myself. This is only the beginning.
It will be a week of editing, so I’ve sharpened my metaphorical pencils. Have a great Monday, whichever Monday you’re on.
I’m not yet, but I hope to be. I’ve decided that all of my problems stem from not enough coffee.
Next week, all my problems might be stemming from too much coffee, but that’s Next Week Me’s knot to untangle.
So it’s definitely going to be a two cup day. Truth is I decided that before I even made cup one. Which is empty.
I’ll be right back.
OK, that’s brewing. Sometimes I miss the utter ease of those single-cup coffee makers with the pods, but then I think about all those plastic pods, one after the other, in the garbage headed for the landfill.
Just couldn’t do it anymore.
It’s brightly sunny today, but Fall is absolutely in the air. The trees are changing in earnest, I can see some firm reds and deliberate yellows.
Soon the boats will leave the harbors and the last trace of summer will slip away.
As it is bound to do.
I’ve got a deep dive into a finished manuscript ahead of me. Wish me luck.
Have a great Monday.
So “eh” that I got as far as the headline and then…nothing. Why yes, I’ve had my coffee, and even a little bit of chocolate, but it just doesn’t seem to be doing the trick.
It’s a Monday, all right.
My thoughts are mushy and muddled, though the rain and fog and gloom seem to have packed up and moved on. It’s sunny, not sure how warm though.
It is the end of September, after all.
Sorry, I got distracted by Shakespeare’s death. True, it’s not exactly recent news, but like I said, my brain is mushy. Apparently he died on his 52nd birthday, it’s assumed, in 1616.
Now you’re distracted by Shakespeare’s death.
Anyway, I’m going to try to shake some thoughts loose. Have a spectacular Monday.
So here we are back at Monday again. This weekend I spent a lot of time being scolded in response to a tweet. The nice thing about twitter, though, is you can just make those people disappear.
No worries, I was scolded unjustly as there is nothing people enjoy more than blaming a woman for the faults of men, in this case the Speaker of the House while pretending the turtlely Senate Majority Leader is as innocent as a brand-new hatchling.
In case you were worried.
Nonetheless, here I am on Monday feeling the full Mondayness of it all, and more than a little nonplussed. Which is probably the point, I’d guess at least two-thirds of the scolders were fake accounts.
Social media is so strange. It’s an entirely made-up world, and you have no idea if the people in it are even remotely real. Meanwhile it’s sunny and perfect outside, and there’s no question that that is real.
So that is me on this Monday. I hope you have a great one.
Is it just me or does it feel extra extra Monday today? Like as though a month of Mondays got together and said, “Hey, let’s make a SuperMonday and by SuperMonday we mean ugh!”
It does, doesn’t it?
It’s gray today–fitting–though no rain, I think, only an impression of rain. My coffee refuses to go to the top floor, instead settling in somewhere around antsy.
I made marshmallows this weekend for the first time, and I discovered that gelatin doesn’t smell good. I thought it had no smell, but it turns out, that is not the case. Live and learn, I guess.
I may be trying out agar next time.
They taste good, though.
I also made some pretzel rolls, which were meant to be pretzels but I couldn’t get the dough to roll out so finally I said to heck with it, shaped it into balls, and proceeded.
They’re actually kind of yummy.
Sometimes you just have to go with the flow and experiment. It may not work out, but then again, you might get pretzel rolls.
Have a great day.
Well, I filled in half the title and this post sat blank for at least ten minutes as I looked at recipes. So goes this holiday Monday.
It’s Labor Day here in the US, our annual mark to the end of summer, and a tribute to the labor movement (read: unions.) For some reason, organizing for fair working conditions has become a bad thing, probably because the people who tell us good things from bad things don’t want to pay wages and benefits to organized employees.
Food for thought.
Apparently limitless profits are the new morality. Happy Labor Day to all.
Back to the recipes. I am newly into baking for some reason not quite explicable, even to me. I do love sweet things; it’s tough to find them now without additives, so that’s a part of it. The other is figuring out the science, the tricks, I think.
And it’s a good exercise in controlled chaos. Messy kitchens, even those with cheesecake batter strewn far and wide, can be cleaned. Sure, the strewn cheesecake batter was for illustrative purposes only.
Of course the calories are something to consider. I think I’m going to turn into that person who hands off baked goods to strangers, just to save myself from eating them all.
Anyway, I’m going to go holiday it up (trust me, I live a wild, wild life, and by that I mean I’m probably going grocery shopping). Have a great day.
Didn’t even think twice about the second cup of coffee today. I got down to the bottom quarter of the cup, it was cold, I was going to reheat and I thought, hey, a fresh cup would be so much better.
And a fresh cup it was.
I started my day with technical difficulties, my the livestream of my workout didn’t work, and eventually I just did the one they’d aired on Saturday. It’s a bummer, today was one of my favorite trainers, but I love the one from Saturday too.
Still, it put me behind. I don’t know what is happening with Daily Burn, but it seems to be a frequent issue lately. It’s frustrating.
It’s a gray, rainy day and I love it. I can feel Fall in the air. I’m not ready for it, but it’s not like we can fight it off. The seasons change, that’s what they do.
Meanwhile, finishing my first draft means time to work on some other things that have been brewing, and this time I don’t mean coffee. I hope you have an awesome Monday.