I told my son yesterday during his first time roller skating, “Here’s what we’re going to do: you’re going to move your little roller skate feet back onto the rink and we’re going to try again. We were invited to this birthday party and your friends are all trying it, too. I’ll come with you and help you.”
To sit at the table and watch would have been a wasted opportunity. Better to jump in and try than wonder what could have been.
I can’t believe I’ve been away from my blog for so long. I thought I was done taking such long absences. Pretty sure I had promised myself that it wouldn’t happen again. There are probably lots of excuses as to why it happened. I’ll sift through them and try to find some of the best ones.
November (specifically, after Nov. 8): depression, hopelessness, despair, shock, sadness, worry
December: the holidays
February: a string of illnesses
March: continued illnesses and lingering laziness mixed with depression
April: I remembered that I like the A to Z Challenge. Figured I should get over all that other stuff and start blogging again.
Hi again. I hope things have been going well for you.
But trying also to enjoy things and not get too bogged down.
We have picked asparagus and strawberries so far this season.
I tried to make strawberry jam without added pectin, but due to a number of errors ended up with 4 pints of strawberry sauce. Tastes great, but a little too runny for sandwiches. So far I have added it to yogurt. Maybe pancake topping will be the next experiment.
In the field of journalism, tktktk is a placeholder meaning “to come.” It’s inserted into a story when you intend to add something later. It could be a quote, a date, a name, etc–usually something you need to double check or research. The combination of “tk” rarely appears in normal words, so a tktktk in a story will get flagged by spellcheck, letting you know that something is missing, whereas “insert date” would not (and might even end up in the final version of the story if everyone is in a rush while editing that day, haha).
Why talk about this today? Because I can’t think of anything for X. I think I hit my peak last year with X is for X Marks the Spot. That’s as good as it gets in my frame of mind right now, and there’s nothing I can do about it but try to add something later. So, be sure to come back again sometime and enjoy the brilliance of whatever that idea turns out to be. Prepare to be amazed when you find out that X is for tktktk!
I’m participating in the A to Z Challenge for the month of April. The idea is to post every day, except Sundays, and end up with one post for each letter of the alphabet. It’s a good challenge to help me to blog every day.
I got a note from WordPress today that says it’s my two-year blogging anniversary today. I want to say THANK YOU to all who read and follow this blog! I love hearing from you, and I think it’s cool when I’ve posted something that you think is interesting enough to discuss 🙂 Thanks for stopping by and making my day more fun!
I love reading your blogs as well, learning something about your part of the world, seeing the photographs, reading the recipes–and learning more about you! Thanks for sharing, and thanks for being fun and interesting friends!
Nutella crepe and coffeeeeeee, sit together in perfect harmony, Side by side on the table let’s try, oh my, so yummyyyyyyy!!!
I’ve had “Ebony and Ivory” playing in my head since seeing the photo challenge on Friday, and I’m not complaining. I like that song, and love Stevie Wonder and Paul McCartney.
And taking a note from the challenge post about the museum’s music that was both chaotic and melodic, I thought about Times Square in the same way. It’s made up of so many people, each trying to get to a different place, all at the same time, yet somehow it works out in its own unique way. One moment a guy is pushing a nuts cart down the middle of 7th Avenue, and the next minute he’s back up on the sidewalk and traffic resumes.
I love the music and energy of Times Square. For some people, like my dear friend, it’s practically cause for a panic attack. I suppose I get energized and inspired with the possibilities found in New York. It is full of surprises and potential. This concept seems to be distilled and exaggerated in Times Square, but I love it anyway in all its loud and neon glory.
We got a touch of snow today. Just an inch or two, but it was enough to make me happy. I’m feeling in-between, like the weather is right now. I’m ready for spring to come, but I’m also happy to get one more snow. Just to have a chance to appreciate it and say goodbye.
Once more into the snow boots, dear friends. One more pass on the car with the scraper. A few hundred more tiny flakes on my face, and then I’ll be ready to put it away for the season.
We might even get a dusting on Sunday. Then next week it’s temps in the 60s and 70s, so this feels like the end of the snow.
But, you never know, there’s always a chance of getting one more monster snow storm in March/April that will completely blanket the town in ice crystals. The in-between times can be kind of fun.