Local Eating!

Thursday, July 23, 2015

I like to shop locally whenever I possibly can, especially where food is involved. Luckily, we have a great year-round local foods store called the Wild Ramp that I visited this morning. I bought a few things and then realized it was about a day's worth of delicious meals!

First up, breakfast:

This delicious mocha zucchini bread from 3 Chicks A Bakin. What a great way to start the day!


I bought these grape tomatoes from 4got-N-Tymes. These cucumbers were grown by local veterans through the Veterans and Warriors to Agriculture program. (I will admit that the red onion is one I already had at home.) But the bonus? This bowl was crafted by a local artist, and I got it at this great event called Empty Bowls.


Purple potatoes! How much do you love these? They are so pretty! Sadly, I can remember which farm they came from, but I will try and find out and will update when I can.

I also got these great green beans from Back Acher Farms. I used one of my favorite recipes, which I eat about once a week, and this is by far the best this recipe has ever tasted!


I am not a huge fan of fudge to be honest, but this looked so good I decided to try it, and I'm glad I did! It has lavender in it -- yum! It's from Spirits of the Wildwood.


So this didn't come from the Wild Ramp, but I did stop in to our local beer place, Bottle and Wedge, to pick up a couple of new bottles to try. I haven't had one yet, but maybe when I get back from yoga tonight. I mean, that's how that works, right?

Thanks Kathy.

Monday, July 20, 2015

Some girls learn how to cook or sew from their moms. Here's one thing I learned from mine: how to bargain shop.

My mom basically has a Ph.D. in bargain shopping and can save money like it's going out of style.

There is an outlet mall not too far from where I live, and I have been wanting to check it out for some time. My birthday was yesterday, so on Saturday I decided to take myself on a trip there as a special treat for my birthday/break from my summer spent doing graduate work for four classes.

Now, being that 1. I am not rolling in money and 2. I am my mother's daughter, I set myself a budget of $100 because I had a little birthday money. I also decided to visit some stores that we don't have in Huntington but whose clothes I like. I shopped around a bunch of stores, and bought things in Ann Taylor Loft, BCBGMAXAZRIA, Banana Republic, and J. Crew.

Not to brag, but I did really awesome. (Maybe I'm bragging :) ) Without further adieu, I give you my purchases:

Ann Taylor Loft:

I got this super cute romper (I love rompers!) for $25.80 (including tax). It was originally $69.99 (not including tax).

Savings = $44.19 or 63%


I got this fun and summery skirt for $14.27 (!!! -- including tax!). It was originally $61.60 (not including tax).

Savings = $47.33 or 77%

Banana Republic:

I got this white sweater (been searching for one for a while) for $19.99 (not including tax -- you can't even do that at Target usually). It was originally $49.99.

Savings = $30.00 or 60%

I also got this super cute skirt for $16.19 (not including tax). It was originally $59.99 (not including tax).

Savings = $43.80 or 73%

J. Crew:

I got these black flats (which I have been looking for the perfect ones for some time) for $25.73 (including tax). They were originally $98.00 (not including tax).

Savings = $72.27 or 74%

So, to recap --

Total spent: $105.60 (all applicable tax included -- $5.60 over budget)
Total that would have been spent had I paid full price: $339.57 (actually more, this is without tax)
Total saved: $233.97 or 69%


I mean really.

I'm sure my mom is willing to take on some Padawan learners. Although there's something to be said for being schooled in this art from a young age.

Comedy of Errors

Friday, July 17, 2015

Something appealing,
Something appalling,
Something for everyone:
A comedy tonight!

... or in my case, A comedy today.

Let me explain.

I have been thinking a lot recently about how I need to work on being more easygoing. I am the epitome of UPTIGHT. I like order and rules. And when people stay in order and follow the rules. However, that is no fun and no one likes to be around someone like that. My sister, Emma, for instance is very easygoing. And I like that.

This morning I had a doctor's appointment scheduled for 9 a.m. I had scheduled it last summer during my last appointment so that I could go to it during the summer when I wasn't teaching. So I get up, shower, and trek the 20 or so minutes to the appointment and arrive around 8:50/8:55. ... Just to find out that apparently they had rescheduled my appointment and allegedly mailed me a card about it that I never got. And they rescheduled it for 9 a.m. on a day when school has already started again. Fantastic.

Then I drive to my parents' house to use their printer, just to find out that Marshall's parking pass fee has gone up since I last applied for one. Fantastic.

Then I went to my nail place to get my nails done, which is the one fun thing I regularly spend money on because, for whatever reason, having my nails done makes me feel like a more put-together person. (I don't know either.) There was an hour wait.

So I put my name in and went to Sheetz to get gas and fill my tires with air. This is where I found out that one of my tires is missing the valve cap.

Since today is the first day that it has been sunny here in what feels like years, I decided to head to the pool for a while. I packed my water and snacks and drove there, and when I arrived I realized that my water bottle had leaked out all over my tote, so ... no water. And everything was wet.

Then I realized there were about 84957394857320587 people at the pool today, but I decided to just find a spot and go with it. 'Cause that's what easygoing people do. ... Until I realized that the only thing there was more of at the pool today than people was BEES. There were bees EV-ER-Y-WHERE. I honestly couldn't read for a full minute before I had to swat a bee away. So I left after about 90 minutes.

Also, I started Go Set a Watchman today, and I'm really enjoying it, but suffice it to say there is a wompwomp moment near the beginning of that book that I can't elaborate on because *spoiler*, but trust me.


Goodness and badness,
Panic is madness --
This time it all turns out all right!
Tragedy tomorrow,
Comedy tonight!


Tuesday, July 14, 2015

Do you know what I am the queen of? (Which has totally been exacerbated by the fact that I'm home all summer doing homework for graduate school.)

Getting distracted by random tasks.

For example, I went to the bathroom earlier in the middle of working on a research study analysis for graduate school. I noticed that there were some cotton balls on the floor that had fallen out of the box I have them in, so I went to pick them up and throw them away, when I decided the floor was dirty and needed scrubbed, so I did that too. Or I'll walk into the kitchen to grab some water and decide I HAVE to clean out the fridge right that minute. A couple of weeks ago I went to get the vacuum out of the closet and decided there was too much stuff in there, so I spent the next hour going through everything in my closet and throwing it away. The time I do this most is if I go shopping. If I get some new clothes, I absolutely clean out my closet before I can put the new clothes away. I pretty much go through all the clothes in my closet at least four times a year. I just hate being suffocated by my stuff, you know? I love, love, love to throw things away! (I guess I should say "give" things away -- I donate a lot of stuff.)

I don't know about you, but it's like I cannot rest if this stuff is not done. Like there is no way I could be in here finishing my grad work if I still thought that floor was dirty. Or there's no way I can go to bed if I see those dishes still in the sink. Or (and this is probably the wackiest one where I should definitely stop), if I bring groceries home and have to go to the bathroom, I put all the groceries away before I go to the bathroom. I think a teacher would refer to this as being "off-task."

I know, I know.

I'll see myself out.

Baby S.

Saturday, July 4, 2015

I got one of the biggest compliments of my life yesterday that both made me feel awesome and awful at the same time.

I took Snicks to the vet for a checkup, but I was worried about a few things that I brought up to the vet and the vet techs who know us pretty well and are awesome. When I was getting ready to leave, one of the vet techs said to me,

"There are children who should receive the kind of care you give to him."

It made me feel great for obvious reasons, but here's why it made me feel awful: Snicks has been doing some things lately like piddling outside his litterbox and piddling outside his cage that are so frustrating. And I've been thinking about moving and how hard it is to find an apartment to rent that will either allow pets or allow them without charging a gazillion dollars. So, I guess I am ashamed to say I thought about how much "easier" things would be without him the other day. Now, I would never EVER EVER EVER get rid of him because he is my baby (and my responsibility), and I couldn't live without him, but I had allowed that thought into my mind lately of how frustrating he can be sometimes.

So when the vet tech said that to me, I honestly cried. Cried because I was so ashamed of myself that I even entertained the thought even one time about how hard he can make things.

Snicks will be five and a half in August, and when I brought up to the vet about him piddling outside his cage where his litterbox is, she did say that he is getting older and maybe having a harder time getting into and out of his cage, so she suggested I get him a little step to help him in and out.

I am sure you can imagine the emotional strain hearing "he is getting older" caused. So I cried a lot yesterday, that's for sure. He looks the same as he always did, and he seems to act the same as he always has for the most part, but the truth is, he is five and a half, not a year old any more. He could live another 10 years, but still -- he is getting older.

And the truth is -- he's my little bunny. He's my little pal. He's who is here every day when I get home. No matter what kind of day I've had or what I've done or what went on, he's still here hopping about. And you can't really say that about a lot of things.

So here's to you Baby Snicks, world's greatest bunny. I'd live in a crappy apartment and clean up your piddle every day if it meant you'd live forever. Cause I love you.
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