Two years ago on this day, I got on a plane to Portland, Oregon. I had just been laid off of my job of the previous 4 years and had taken my severance package, my unwisely cashed out 401k and moved to a city I’d chosen nearly at random. I had no family or friends there. I had a been there for a mere weekend a month before with my grudgingly supportive parents to choose a place to rent, and that was the extent of my knowledge.
Now, two years and a lot of mistakes and shitty luck later, I’m back in California planning a new exit. Continue reading “Minimizing the Minimum”
Okay this one was one of the tastier things I’ve made. I don’t understand why it turned out so good since I was winging it the entire time, but I don’t think I would change a damn thing next time around which is weird for me. Usually it takes me a few trials and many errors to decide I’m happy with a recipe. Continue reading “Foodsperiments: Mini Pizza Pies”
The necessity of walking to an interview for a dog-sitting job came up, prompting me to revisit the concept of Urban hiking again. I feel that the first attempt I made with my dogs was not as successful as it could have been and I hate leaving things half done. Continue reading “Urban Hiking: The Revenge”
I have a giant box of strawberries in the fridge and the knowledge that if I do not do something with them tonight, my mother will give them away tomorrow before she and Dad go on vacation because when staying here alone, apparently I do not rate strawberries.
So? So I shall make them into a thing!!! After consulting Twitter, I have decided to make Continue reading “Foodsperiment: Strawberry Bread”
So, here in Southern California it has been warm enough that the rattlesnakes are out in force and this means less of the hiking at Deukmejian, land of slithering death, and more of finding alternative ways to stave of human and husky insanity. Continue reading “Urban Hiking (aka walking)”
In most camping destinations there is both an Off-Season period and then the open time…for many places the off-season means the place is shut down, repairs, and resetting for the active season takes place and things are basically dead.
But some places let you camp when the season is so totally off that you are the only one on the mountain. Now, being a sufferer of social anxiety, I am attracted to the less known, quieter camping grounds, but, being a single lady, I’m also drawn to the safety and Continue reading “Off-Season in a Tent: People Burritos”
Phobias are ridiculous. Seriously ridiculous.
My phobias? Fish and dead grasshoppers. Ichthyophobia and Acridophobia.
With the grasshoppers, its not the living ones. No. It’s the idea of seeing a dead one, and then what if it moved?! Zombie grasshoppers. The Leaping Undead. Stuff of nightmares. I cross streets to avoid them. But that fear is not something I have to face every day. Continue reading “Facing Fears: Fish aren’t Friends”