Look who took an impromptu blog break!
Last week was a crazy one, and what (as usual) had to suffer? The blog (sorry!) A lot happened. Have some highlights:
1. I had a birthday. It was pretty cool. There was cake:
I am now twenty-two, and not an ounce wiser. Here’s hoping for next year!
2. People I Like Bought Me Cookbooks. Apparently 22 is the cookbook birthday.
(It maybe helps if you asked them to get you all of those cookbooks.)
Because I totally don’t like gloating about them:
I think I’m going to have to start doing bake-the-books, just so I use them all and don’t feel bad about it.
I think all y’all can get on board with that one.
3. I worked a lot. That part kind of sucked and I’m pretty sure you don’t want to hear about it, so I’ll just sum up: we’ve been busy for no damn reason and it’s made me generally a tired crab when I get off. Probably the biggest contributor in the ‘Bee isn’t posting’ plague that I’m hoping is finally over.
In the also-ran category: lots of crafting (curtains, two skirts, light mending, and drafting for a new apron that has pockets that actually function as pockets rather than very cute but entirely useless half-circles of gingham), light car-breakage (mostly a false alarm! Frank is pretty fine) and some day-to-day boring.
Now I just have to really, really work on the not-being-so-terrible-at-time thing. I do have something really fun planned for this week’s FF, and I’m itching to dive into the DIY cookbook for this weekend’s How To that might just make everyone die a little happier.