We dont get too many trick or treaters BUT I am bound and determined to keep up this tradition, no matter what!
Ours is an older neighbourhood but as people die and younger families move in, things will pick up. I’m sure of it.
One plus of not getting all that many kids is that I can afford to give out lots of good stuff! Chips and full sized candy bars all the way Baby!
We dont have kids at home anymore so this doesn’t apply but still…there were definitely some shenangigans played on ours when we did!
Most notably a candy tax. I never tried to limit them on their loot though. They ate it and made themselves sick with wild abandon and that was that!
Do you/did you -or your parents- have a candy policy with your kids? Have you heard about the “Switch Witch”? What do you think about that? ( My views are ranty so I’m declining to answer fully, ha ha)
We had a family dinner yesterday -the third one in two weeks- and it was a hoot! Lots of laughs, silly dancing and singing, kids and dogs -well, DOG- racing around my teeny tiny house, and of course delicious food! I’m still enjoying the whipped cream my daughter in law brought over!
I take my coffee with whipped cream from now on, ha!
Have you tried Coconut Whipped Cream? It comes in a can like the regular ready whipped stuff and it’s DAMN GOOD!
I’ve got troubling news 😦
My old boy, Mooshum is starting to have major mobility problems. Now he’s always been hitchy. We think he was hit by a car when he was younger and the injury healed screwy because he most likely didn’t get veterinary care. (He’s from an under funded community originally and was a free range dog) Plus, he’s part Golden and Goldens are known for their hip dysplasia and such. So there’s that. He’s also 14 years old or so. So there’s that too! But the other day things really went down hill for him after our walk.
He lost the ability to rise up and when he did finally get his legs under him, his limp was pronounced. It was obvious he was struggling and in pain. Gah! We actually had to lift him up to standing a few times. I’ve massaged him and laid my hands on him and given him some emergency meds. It’s all helped and he seems stable for now. BUT I think the time has come to talk to the vet about maintenance pain meds for my boy.
Then after that…well, we’re one step closer to his death, me thinks. I wont let him suffer. He’s one tough MOFO, that’s for sure but there will come a day…and that day is coming soon. 😦
Grief is the price we pay for love.
If there ever was a dog who deserves to die in his sleep, its this boy. I don’t pray but every night I ask the Universe to take him from us gently in the night over anything else. It is my fondest wish at the moment ❤
The big freeze is on its way. We’ve still got some leaves on our trees but soon they’ll be gone! Anything after Halloween is weather that means business, but the weather has been most lovely these past weeks! I hope it continues. I want to take my granddaughter to this trail I found this weekend. We were stalked by hungry chickadees who had no problem landing on our outstretched hands. Squee! I’m coming back with seeds -or else! Have you ever been bit by a chickadee? I have, ha ha it was hilarious but I’ve learned my lesson!
Ha! More like 8 years. Although I’m in the uphill climb now.
My personal circus and monkeys have calmed their shit. THANK YOU GODDESS! It’s still a challenge to live in this world but it’s a challenge for most people. So there’s that 😉 We’re all in this together right?!
I hope you breathtaking people have the most amazing week!
Awhile back after seeing a video on social media ,I was inspired to make myself a pickle pizza. You might remember that post HERE.
It was good, but I thought it could use a few improvements. I finally got around to doing just that and made version two for dinner the other night!
It was a pretty simple procedure so I’ll be presenting this to you in half assed recipe format
Grab yourself a tube of pizza dough from your super market. Don’t accidently pop it open whilst putting your groceries away, like I did! Either way roll it out into a round or squish it out into a square. Get that dough out there in the shape that you want!
Make up some garlic oil and brush that over top of your prepared dough. Top your pizza with some goat cheese.
Smear it around a bit. Add some grated mozzarella and your thinly sliced dill pickles. Top with more mozza cheese and then brush a wee bit more oil over the crust of the whole thing. Sprinkle the edges with some good kosher salt and then give it a bake at whatever temperature the dough requires. I like to broil the top a bit too.
How was it? It was pretty good! The first few bites were excellent but over time I found the goat cheese to be most irritating. Too tangy and sweet. We still ate every bite and it was not a waste. Would I eat it like that again, sure but I’m driven to make the recipe match the taste I have in my head so expect an attempt #3 in the future!
I have curly hair and frankly, it can be a pain in the ass.
It’s not curly enough to be well defined in any predicable manner but it’s just curly enough so that wearing it straight requires a lot of work. Oils, and creams, a special hair dryer too! Wearing it curly requires a lot of work too. The products, the plopping, the scrunching…ugh.
I’m not a high maintence person. Hell I’m barely a person! I cant be bothered to do the work. I usually manipulate it into some sort of neat (er) placement on my head and let it air dry , hoping all the while I don’t end up with what I like to call ” witch hair”
Spoiler alert, I usually have witch hair. But it’s MY witch hair and I’ve stopping hating on it. At least it’s versitile, right?!
Despite my moaning, I do LOVE curly hair. When I see it on another human I am struck by how appealing it is to the eye. And when those curls are on one of my Beloveds? Well, that is pure bliss!
I feel for him later on but still…LOOK AT THAT HAIR!!! *swoon.
What’s your hair type? Have you accepted it’s existance on your head or do you long for something else? Do you have any simple pleasures regarding hair? Mmmm….head massages….there’s a good one!
Oh my goodness! If you experience S.A.D and you are not using melatonin in your treatment plan, you are really missing out! I’ve been taking a very small dose of melatonin in the late afternoon pretty regularly for two months now to treat my very own seasonal depression and the results have been most pleasing!
It’s September 27th as I write this, our temperatures have fallen- 0C as I type-, the furnace came on and I am not even mad!
New Lael, who dis?
Old Lael would have been mad – about everything really – and whining and complaining. But this year, I’m kind of…excited about the change. The cold air feels nice against the warm air in the house.
I am unbothered! I find I am unbothered about most things. And I have developed an awareness of the sneaky tricks my brain plays on me. I have a clarity. I question the mean thoughts that pop up and I’m less suseptable to being swept away with them. I’m not feeling that heaviness inside or the really deep blahs that steal away your motivation and joy, as often. And when they do show up, they leave me within days. I’m not experiencing the body aches and joint pain, at all. I have energy!
It’s too soon to call the whole thing a success just yet but I am experiencing a marked improvement in the S.A.D symptoms. Woot Woot!
If you experience S.A.D as the light fades away with the seasons, it’d be worth it to do your own research to determine if it’s right for you! I’m amazed at how this one simple thing – .5 mg in the late afternoon!- can have such a positive effect.
Happy Monday! How was your weekend? Did you get up to anything fun? Tell me all about it!
Mine started off with a bang! Well, actually mine started off with a baby and a friend. I met my pal for coffee and got to meet (and cuddle) her new baby boy. He is the sweetest little guy and while I’m not interested in having any more of my own body, biology had me aching for him. I miss him still, lol. Give me all the babies!
Saturday had me shopping for home security stuff because on Thursday evening, two young people broke into the neighbours house. They walked up to the front door boldly like they owned the place. I dashed out quickly to investigate but they got themselves into the house lickety split! Another neighbour took over from there and they were caught but still…UGH! So the Hubs and I did some stuff to our doors and my house is now near impossible to get into -without making a huge racket- I feel slightly better about it and am grateful the assholes inspired us to upgrade some things but still…it makes me SO mad. Over the next couple of paydays we’re going to light this place up and get a few cameras. Just try and get in here…just try it! It sure does feel satisfying when I lock my doors now, ha! “Ker-chunk” go the deadbolts. I love it!
II made this lovely thing:
Parmesan Zucchini Bread. You can get the recipe HERE. It turned out pretty good! I was so proud of how pretty I made it. We were supposed to have it with Chicken Corn Chowder for dinner but we ended up having A&W at 3pm SO I couldn’t bring myself to make the soup after all! The Gouda Buddy Burger was technically my second lunch so yeah…you’ve gotta draw a line somewhere! I did have a slice of bread, slathered thickly with butter for an evening snack though. Yum! My brain is going crazy with all the cool combinations I could do using this recipe as a base. I seem to get really creative in the kitchen this time of year. I made Peanut Butter Banana Brownies the other day….
Seriously, that’ll do it! Will swoon for food.
The weather is still most lovely here! I think it’s supposed to be 16C today and the leaves are still their colourful, gorgeous selves on all the trees..It looks like this is the last real day of awesome weather so I’ll be spending today finishing up the garden stuff.
I hope your Monday is AMAZING and please, enjoy the heck out of your week ❤
I’ve started it and am working my knuckles off like crazy!
My new granddaughter’s baby blanket.
Usually I am a yarn snob. I like to work with natural fibres only, no Red Heart for this chick! BUT, the thing of it is…I don’t think any of the mums I knit for, give a rat’s ass about the yarn I use. They just want something that looks good and washes and wears well. A person can buy washable wool with a low itch factor but I haven’t found one that is as soft as I’d like for a baby and I;m certainly not knitting in cashere. SO this time I’ve stepped out of my comfort zone and chosen a synthetic yarn that feels SO GOOD!
BERNAT Baby Velvet in Tiny Teal.
Isnt the colour glorious?! Very mermaidy.
This is what I’ve got so far:
I found the pattern for free on Ravelry and it’s super easy and knits up quick. Exactly what this late and lazy Gigi needs. I’m on ball two already and I’m confident I can finish it before the new Bean arrives. You can find the pattern, by Lucie Sinkler – SUNNY BABY BLANKET- < HERE.
Keep your fingers crossed that I don’t suffer a horrific hand accident in the meantime, ha ha. Maybe I should get them insured…do people still do that?
The new Bean has a name now too! Olivia. I’ll be calling her Via. OV and Via.
Speaking of OV:
This kid loves selfies. He especially loves it when you use one of those silly filters that gives you puppy ears and the like. I’m not cool like that but we still managed to get a pretty good photo together anyway!
In my quest to suffer less from a wonky seasonal brain, I’ve become very aware of the seasons and how they change.
( Although to be fair, I am an Earth Child anyway )
A few Winters ago, I realized that while we count the Solstice as the beginning of Winter, it really wasn’t, seasonally speaking. Solstice is when the light comes back and we begin our slow climb back to Spring. It just didn’t make sense to me that Winter began then, when we were returning to the light… it seemed Winter began much earlier!
Anyone who lives in a Northern climate knows this, even if they don’t KNOW they know this. We know that snow before Halloween is light and impermanent. It’s not going to stick around long. But snow after Halloween is a different story! That’s the stuff that stays, along with the much colder temperatures. After Halloween is when weather gets real. November 1 felt like the true start of Winter to me.
Once I learned this for myself, I started to question the other seasonal discrepancies. Spring starts at the Equinox, right? Sometime in mid March.
Well, if you’re paying attention you may notice Spring in the sky at the beginning of February instead.
How about Summer? June 21 is the Solstice…BUT it always felt like Summer in late April/early May. Right around May 1!
The Solstice is the mid point of Summer. The days start their descent into darkness. How can any of us call this the beginning?!
When did you notice Fall this year? For me, it was in the end of July. But the Equinox and start of the season isn’t until mid September! Doesn’t the Equinox really feel like the middle of Fall? We’ve all “called” Fall, well before the Equinox!
Our calendar doesn’t match up with reality. No wonder I feel so discombobulated! I’ve been out of sync with Nature for most of my life!
I came across an excellent piece that finally put all the pieces together for me. The author puts into words all the things I’ve noticed and reading it was clarifying! Way more cohesive than my jumbly observations. Written by Hyggejem on their blog – How to hygge the British Way- this FABULOUS post, tied it all together. Humans have been noticing these things too and celebrating them, most differently than we do currently, since forever! Go and have a read. I hope it resonates with you too!
I’m changing the way I mark the seasons now too. This appeals to my witchy self of course but mostly, it just feels right. More in tune with reality. In sync.
I have a long and storied past when it comes to neighbours and while this isn’t the worst street I’ve lived on, problem neighbours still abound.
The cop killer/armed robber/ heroin addict. ( Who died. Right across the street. From an over dose. Thirty days after being released from prison. Awaiting trial for new charges of armed robbery)
The family next door who expected we’d all be BEST FRIENDS FOREVER!!11 but then told anyone who would listen that we were unfriendly simply because we kept to ourselves and then accused us of being racist. All the while asking extremely nosy questions about our finances and life AS well as unabashedly trying to look in our windows to snoop.
And then these guys- the assholes who have outdoor parties ALL SUMMER LONG, from Tuesday to Saturday and blast awful music on their outdoor speakers accompanied by out of key sing -alongs.
About a month ago, it looked like they were moving! I didn’t get my hopes up because I’d thought this before. They’re the type who have friends and relatives moving in and out all the time. One never really knows who hell lives there at any one time.
But then one day, POOF, they were all gone. And the home’s owner was there doing work and contractors were brought in and my hopes and dreams for one quiet evening in my meditation garden came back to life!
Until a familiar black SUV pulled up, and an old familiar face came walking up the sidewalk with a box in his arms.
I was just stepping out onto my porch and my heart sank when I realized what was up. I stood there, openly scowling with a mix of disbelief, horror and open animosity.
Well. They must have felt my rage and before I could conceal my true emotions, they looked up, right at me, glaring away at them. Ha. Ha. Ha.
Caught in the act!
I kind of feel like an asshole but also kind of not. I stand by my feelings.
I am more concerned that I’m losing my filter. That’s the REAL fuck up.
Have you ever had a moment of unfiltered honesty? Or do you have a firm hold on your emotional reactions no matter what?