Confession time: I woke up Sunday morning in a panic because I had no post prepared for Monday and just realized it. Yes, I typically write 2-3 days in advance because my posts need plenty of polishing. My brain goes faster than my fingers can type, which means I miss words and write clunky sentences. They are not good posts (yet) and I am insanely envious of those who can write an awesome, error-free post in 30 minutes. I am also not 100% convinced you exist. You might be a unicorn. Or Emperor Baby Fists making wise, nuanced decisions. So in other words, imaginary.
I don’t believed in forced writing because nobody wants to read that. But I do believe in planned rambling, which is what you’re getting today, folks. You are so lucky to get insight into my weird mind. 😀
My Nephew Graduated from High School
That’s right! Aaron survived high school and officially graduated on June 2! It was fantastic to watch him graduate in person and to see much of my extended family at his reception.
Congratulations, Aaron! I’m so proud of you!
My Mom’s Flowers
My Mom has lots of superpowers and one is being a great gardner. I, on the other hand, have a black thumb. I’ve killed virtually every plant I buy. I forget about them. Under water them. Over water them. I plant too many flowers in one container and on and on. But my Mom has knack for them so these are a few shots from her garden. Her vegetable garden is doing well too, but I forgot to take pictures of it.
Banana Pudding Dessert
Since I wouldn’t be there on Father’s Day, I made banana pudding dessert as an early Father’s Day treat while home so …
A) My Dad could enjoy it
B) I didn’t need the temptation by myself.
Our family celebrates four June birthdays, so I made this special dessert for our family gathering and it was a huge hit. I love that this creamy banana pudding dessert is no-bake, which is perfect for hot summer months. It’s simple to make and serves quite a few people too. And yes, I made my Mom her Mother’s Day dessert too.
I Did Not Do Any Spring Cleaning
None. Zero. Zilch. Nada. This is how bad I feel …
I Have Been Exercising Though
I am very proud of myself because if anyone can find an excuse to not exercise, it is me. With a bit of grumpiness, I also had to change my swim time. More people are hanging out in the pool at night, which is when I normally swim. So now I swim in the morning in the sunlight with cellulite in full view versus hidden in the cover of night. But I #persist.
Yes, those are my toes in the hot tub. That’s my reward for swimming!
A Mindful Migration Redesign
Is still in progress. I’m pleased by how it looks but have a bit of a dilemma. As you may know, I also run another blog: Eat Laugh Purr. My original plan for A Mindful Migration was personal finance, which it obviously is not. Today, they are both similar enough to be combined into one (and to be honest, my enthusiasm for food blogging has waned to where weekly is even too much). But I’m still not sure if that’s the best idea. I wouldn’t mind moving over the recipes but not everything else. At the same time, I don’t want to delete the other posts either. I don’t know what to do — your thoughts?
Everything Political Makes Me …
Act like this …
Ann Coulter is even turning on him, which I find hilarious. I mean the woman wrote a book called “In Trump We Trust”. Emperor Baby Fists will be in a world of hurt of his most rabid fans start turning on him.
But everything with Comey, Sessions, Russia, Obstruction of Justice, Trumpcare (this one really scares me because they are being so secretive about it) make me need my happy place even more.
My Happy Place Keeps Me Sane
Thank you adorable animals and funny memes for bringing light into my life.
The Max Man loves shredding (and eating) toilet paper and I no longer keep toilet paper on the TP holder because of him. If you’re ever at my home, you can find the toilet paper sitting on the towel rack. 😀
I have signed that contact and have no regrets. None!
Go ahead — have the men in your life read this. They will all be staring at their thumbs.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA … Jokes on you!
Such a good, naughty boy!
They Never Told Me It Would Be Like This
Adulting. It kind of sucks.
Yeah. Yeah. Yeah.
A Happy Thought for Monday
Yes, Ma’am. I will.
Now you tell me what’s on your mind!