Showing posts from October, 2008


Mists hide
Future side
Desire flies
Hidden eyes
Lost me
Soon see
Run away
New day
Horizon view
Need new
Find mine
Dark shine

The horror, the horror!!!

What a massacre! Guts and gore as far as the eye could see (and the feet could step on. Ew.) The carnage was beyond measure.

It's almost as if she's toying with that poor thing. Just do it already!

See how everyone is so merrily at work? How truly sickening.

Ohhhhh Nooooo!!!!!!!!!

Omigodomigodomigod there's something over there guys!!!

Those poor, poor things. Forever frozen in time like that. It's hard to believe people can have so much fun doing something so gruesome.

Pumpkin Pucks.

That's what you get when you try to make pumpkin muffins but forget the baking powder. Whoops! They're flat and never completely cooked all the way through, but edible nonetheless. I inherited some real pumpkin (you know, the stuff that comes out of those big round orange things) when Robin moved, so I thought this would be a good use for it. Next time I'll remember all the ingredients and they'll be even better!

I also made the chickpea cutlets from Veganomicon today. Super easy, and I made these as a potential answer to the eternal question "what's Kate going to eat for Thanksgiving?" They're actually really good - I know some have had issues with them, but I liked them. Of course, the real test will be tomorrow when I go to warm one up for dinner tomorrow. Will it turn into another hockey puck? Only time will tell.

I also did some beading today. A little embellishment for the belly dancing costume. I have some more that I need to put on, but it's…

And so it begins...

We have wild turkeys in Vermont, and sometimes when you're driving around the less populated areas, you can see them foraging. These guys aren't stupid. They aren't those genetically altered, so stupid they'll drown in rain concoctions people eat every year during the holidays.

Anyway, the whole reason I'm posting this is because in about one month, it will be that time of year again. Thanksgiving. I love the holidays. I love getting together with my admittedly warped family and eating too much. But the inevitable questions is always "but what am I going to eat?"

I am the only vegetarian in the family, although everyone is generally pretty good about it. The problem is, I have to make whatever it is I'm going to have in lieu of turkey at least 24 hours ahead of time. The oven isn't big enough to fit anything other than the bird in it at one time, and most of the stuff I'd like to have requires more than a 20 minute cooking time - usually all tha…

Oddly Appropriate

My aunt forwarded this to me in an email today. I liked it so much I am posting it here. If this is yours, please let me know and I'll credit you thusly.

Here is a little something someone sent me that is indisputable mathematical logic. Remember, this is a strictly mathematical viewpoint. It goes like this:

What Makes 100%? What does it mean to give MORE than 100%? Ever wonder about those people who say they are giving more than 100%? We have all been to those meetings where someone wants you to give over 100%.How about achieving 103%? What makes up 100 % in life?Here's a little mathematical formula that might help you answer these questions:

A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z is represented as:
1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26

8+1+18+4+23+15+18+11 = 98%

11+14+15+23+12+5+4+7+5 = 96%

1+20+20+9+20+21+4+5 = 100%

B-U-L-L -S-H-I-T2+21+12+12+19+8+9+20 = 103%

look how f…

I have great friends.

Thanks youse guys, who emailed me after reading my blog on Wednesday. For those who didn't... WTF??? Just kidding. It was written more as an "I need to get this out of my head" than a "pity me, lavish attention on me" plea. It was one of those days where I felt every last little thing that was thrown at me, no matter how silly, trivial, or in my head. Thanks everyone who read it. I have issues with showing my vulnerable side, so just knowing that I was witnessed and heard means a lot to me.
It is Saturday, and I am doing much better, thank you very much. I took yesterday off and enjoyed having a week day all to myself. There were extra cups of coffee, cookbooks, long walks in beautiful autumnal weather, shopping, and a movie involved. Oh, and laundry and a bit of bathroom cleaning. But everything else made up for those two so it's all good.
Today I am meeting up with Marie (Knit One Purl Two at right) and her extended female posse. Of which I am honored to be…


Today, I am better.

Onion Peeling Time

I debated whether or not I should post this on my blog. It’s highly personal, and I’m not entirely convinced that anyone outside of me would even care about it. But, I feel the need to write it out. And if I can’t use this blog as my own personal therapy session, then what’s the point of having it?

I worry sometimes that I’ve been alone too long. That I am so used to relying on no one by myself that I’m unable to let anyone truly close to me. When it comes to my emotional needs, I am a very private person. The most I will ever really admit to someone is that I’m feeling low. To admit anything else would be a sign of weakness on my part. I may be many things, but weak is not one of them. But I think I’ve had it backwards all this time – a strong person puts it all out there and asks for what he/she needs. My stubborn insistence at doing it all myself is just hurting me.

Unfortunately, I then run into the issue that I cannot rely on other people to meet my needs. They aren’t responsible f…

Autumnal Interlude

It has been damned gorgeous the last few days. No bout adout it. It's been unseasonably warm (70's), with bright blue skies and colors so brilliant it is nearly blinding. Say what you will about all the rain we had earlier, but it's made a difference in the fall colors. They haven't been this intense in at least five years. So... today at lunch I felt the need to document the foliage. Herein lies a few pictures of what I get to see every fall. Be jealous.

An Ode to Cider Donuts

Cider donuts are so sweet
a bit of heaven you can eat
Perfect food for a pretty fall day
One bite melts your troubles away
One or two sits just right
Five or six and your stomach will fight
There are two leftover in the kitchen
But if I eat any more my hips will be bitchin'

Sunday Night.

This weekend went by too quickly. Then again, don't they always?

Saturday I spent the day in Montpelier taking a belly dancing workshop from Katia, a well-known dancer here on the east coast. The workshop went from noon to 5:30, with a performance by several area belly dancers at 7:30. The whole day was a complete blast, and there was a vendor on sight so I of course dropped a bit too much money. The outfits I truly wanted were far too expensive for me (most of the glitzy full costumes start at $500 and go up from there), but I was able to purchase a cute slit circle skirt and matching veil. I also bought a green veil. Because it was green. Shut up.

Today I haven't done much, although I did improve upon last Sunday and leave the house. Huzzah! I went for a walk because it was just too beautiful not to. Then I went up to TJ Maxx and completed my costume. Because the circle skirt was split alllll the way up, I needed to have something underneath. I also needed a top because, well,…

Matriculation Schmatriculation.

I’ve been thinking a lot about going back to school. I know at this point in my life that really to move things along career-wise I’m going to need something in the way of higher education. I have a BA in psychology, with a minor in Communication Arts (advertising). Odd combination, but it works.

The problem lies in the fact that I can’t decide what I want to study on the graduate level. I can go with something directly affecting my career (an MBA) or something that I might actually find fun and worthwhile (MFA). Or, I can just not go with a Masters at all and simply take some courses that would update my knowledge base (like, say web design and actual graphic design courses).

I know realistically an MBA or an MS in Public Administration would do me the most good. But as the struggle to find my niche in the professional world continues, these hold little appeal to me. I’ve seen degrees in historic preservation, non-profit administration, library sciences, communications, and psychology.…


If any of you have been paying attention over the last six months or so, you'll know that I've been taking belly dancing classes. Mostly just for the heck of it and for its toning properties. I've been dancing since I was five, so this was just a nice addition to my repertoire. I'm used to classical Western dancing - ballet, modern, jazz - so this gives my brain something new to chew on. Anyway, while going down to Middlebury College Monday night for a bellydancing workshop, one of my teachers asked if I would be interested in performing next month. Yipes! I absolutely said yes. Of course, now that means I have to pick some music, come up with some choreography, find a costume and, oh yeah, get good.It has been many, many years since I've performed on stage in any way shape or form (since college), so it's a little daunting. I'm also very flattered because really, one class a week for six months really isn't a lot of training.I'm sure I'll post…


No, not Kermit. Hermit. As in, today I played hermit and didn't leave the house. I spent my day in yoga pants, a t-shirt and a sweat shirt. I caught up on reading, I dozed, and I cooked. I didn't originally intend to not leave the house, it was something that just happened. I had zero energy for the majority of the day. Usually I can at least muster the energy for a walk. Napping was more interesting to me.

I did do some reading though. I finished Vegan Freak, which is the last of the vegan books I bought last month. I'm still on the fence about veganism. The most all of this reading has done so far is to make me more determined to be a strict vegetarian. I've been buying vegan clothes, shoes etc whenever I go shopping, but for some reason I am just not able to make that leap. And as I'm typing it, I am realizing that the main reason I am not able to is purely social. Which is a pretty lame excuse as most vegans will point out. We're talking lives here, not inc…

Hee hee..


Hee hee... just a little shout-out to the friend I've known the longest. 26 years, by all accounts (or, rather, hers). We would sit next to each other in the elementary school band. That's how we met, all those years ago.

My god, I feel so old....