Yeah, right.  Well, at least the fridge purge is done.  I'm really pleased, actually.  We're being more aware of what we have, eating leftovers, using the pantry, and throwing out WAY less ( Read more... )

"Thee should have known better,"  And then there came the slap ( Read more... )

"Lord willin' and the creek don't rise ( Read more... )

When I started my new gig, I said I was unable to work Sundays due to the bus schedule.  I now know for sure that I will have one day a week off.  It's kind of weird.  I've been working weekends for YEARS ( Read more... )

We look at the bank account, shared finally after digging my heels in for about eight years ( Read more... )

That's been pretty much it lately.  Still loving the job.  Some of my co-irkers, not so much, which is to be expected.  However, I DID tell Overprivileged 19 Year Old Twitwaffle--and this is his first kitchen job, mind you--that he WILL NOT mansplain shit to me, because I have been in this business almost twice as long as he's been alive and I have ( Read more... )

I love the kitchen curtains: white duck cloth with cherries, a print that echoes the tattoos on my ankles.  I ended up stitching them by hand, because I have no idea where my sewing machine in the rubble of boxes that are the cairn for my past life ( Read more... )

I always loved the song.  I hoped, imagined I would join right in ( Read more... )

Check the pockets.  Sharpie.  Box Cutter.  Lip balm (Burt's Bees if possible).  Wallet in back pocket.  Keys...somewhere ( Read more... )

In the kitchen, that is ( Read more... )