I don’t know if I mentioned it here, but I’ve started a new blog. I share this one with Glinda North, and it’s called “Those 2 Nice Girls Next Door.” Why? It’s a complex story and has to do with the things we talked about when we were contemplating our move, searching for a house and all the rest. We joked that people would probably not remember our names and would call us “Those two nice girls next door” or something similar. So when we were sitting together having coffee a bit ago, Glinda suggested that we start a blog with that title and talk about our life here. How we got here, what we think of the arrangement, the house, our lives and so on. I thought it was a terrific idea and set up a blog, which I’m currently monopolizing because she’s been so over-worked lately. When my quarterly calls start in a week or two, she’s going to have to take up some of the slack. It was her idea after all. Fair warning: Right now we’re obsessed with the garden and probably will be so pretty much through June. Spring is always our most active time out there, so many of the posts are going to be garden-related.
The other thing we plan to do is open an Etsy shop with that name. We’re both crafters and it would not only do us good to earn a bit of money, but I think it would be good for us to have that outlet. (The bracelet to the right is one of mine, I sold it under the name “Belle Epoque Originals.”)
We need to clean up the basement first, and set up the Art Box I won. God knows when that will happen. There never seems to be enough hours in the day.
I’ve been working on “Winter Rose” aka, “The Russian Novel” and “The Time Travel Novel.” It’s coming along slowly but the characters drag their feet abysmally. And today I decided that I was going to… not rewrite an old novel, exactly, but revisit it. Many years ago, around 1980 or so, I wrote a novel called “Cat Tales,” and I’ve been thinking seriously about taking some of the original ideas and developing them into something different. I won’t be reselling an old story, just cannibalizing the best of it to make something new.
The Pantry Project is still ongoing. I’m not doing as well as I’d hoped I would be by now, but we’re eating better and wasting less. I cook more often and we’re eating less meat and ordering out less. I can’t expect habits to change overnight or even in a year, really. Not when they’re this ingrained. I want to get back to trying new things. Tonight we had Hasselback potatoes for the first time. They were very successful, though the mess in the baking dish is scary. And a trip to a new Sur la Table store on Saturday ended with me buying avocado oil for our salads. We are trying new things.
The cats are great. Leo is having a lot of asthma problems since I started using a supposedly asthma-friendly clay litter, so we’re going back to cedar. And Peeb seems to be not having a lot of ‘sodes since I plugged in the Feliway. I don’t think to ask for miracles.
So… new and old, and old made new again. We work with what life gives us.