Note to self: Get a screen protector for the new iPad.
Once I decided to postpone my annual holiday shipments of fudge and candied nuts until after Christmas (and bring batches to colleagues on the East Coast when I join them on a work retreat in February), my stress levels subsided considerably. Maybe I’ll do this every year.
Several hours after ingesting a peppermint mocha, I’m actually ready to call it a night and dream of impending blizzards. So much for working late.
TIL that Mastodon is not immune to mansplaining. 😬
Finally made it to H Mart. Guess you could say I like this stuff.
Flurries and gray skies require new manga and spicy udon ramen with extra pork.
Aaron Judge stays in pinstripes. As a Padres fan, I’m relieved that San Francisco didn’t sign him. But as much as I generally dislike the Yankees, he seems meant to be one, in the best sense.
Just found this ad in my Insta feed. I don’t think I want to buy a candle that smells like stale Old Style and tear-stained Bryzzo T-shirts.
What would a scented candle from your favorite ballpark smell like? ⚾
Maybe it’s just me, but Alexi Lalas is what I imagine a younger, more lucid Bill Walton would be. ⚽
NYT Spelling Bee enthusiasts: Should people post their “Queen Bee” status if they make it clear that they used a cheat resource for it? I’m seeing a few folks doing that on Mastodon, and it’s kinda bugging me (and not because our household has yet to achieve that level).
Down to my last couple of Korean instant coffee packets. Hoping to squeeze in an H Mart visit this week to replenish my stockpile.
Now I know why they sell these things in boxes of 100.
Our first attempt at kolacky looks like a murder scene – and then we put powdered sugar on them.
F: “Now it looks like a murder scene in winter.”
Hello, Amazon customer service? I’d like to register a complaint.
Good morning. Here’s a gratuitous photo of our cat Raymond watching a ballgame, which I wish I was doing right now. ⚾️🐱
THERE IS NO MALTESE IN THE NATIONAL DOG SHOW. Why am I even bothering to watch this, then?
I’m not a soccer (sorry … I mean football) follower, and I understand that this year’s World Cup is particularly toxic.
But part of me really wants to go back and watch those Japan and Saudi Arabia upset games. ⚽
I have not missed frosty mornings.
Been on Twitter longer than my daughter has been alive. But I’m gonna have to find new sources for breaking baseball news, which for me is the only thing it’s been good for.
Between here and Mastodon (@garciabuxton@home.social), I’m getting as far from Space Karen as I can get.
After a very long but grueling week off to help family on the West Coast, it’s odd to look at a day off tomorrow back here at home and think, “Oooh, I can go to bed early tonight. Woo-hoo!”
Ironic to look up the address for a parking garage and have Google Maps tell me “Parking is usually not easy near this destination.”
I don’t think this is what the Church had in mind for the season of Advent.
This year for Halloween, F dressed as Luz from “The Owl House.” That cloak from last year’s Ren Faire came in handy.
Gratuitous cat photo.
CCD student wisdom of the day: “Adultery is when a kid tries too hard to be an adult.”
Finally done with one half-bushel bag of apples from last weekend’s orchard picking. Apple crisp, plus apple butter in the crockpot. Two more bags of apples to go.
