1. In a single sentence tell us something about your 40's. If you haven't reached that milestone yet tell us (in a single sentence) something about whatever decade you're in now.
I started blogging around that point, so my forties are pretty much in-my-face here. It was the decade I started as mom-of-Squirrelings and ended as mom-of two-moved-out-and-one-teen-still-at-home.
2. Life begins at forty. Agree or disagree? Tell us why. And if not at forty, when?
No idea. Wouldn't it depend on your own life?
3. Share a favorite book, song, or quote with a number featured in it somewhere.
Will you still need me, will, you still barbecue hamburgers for me when I'm 64?
Courtney Carver's Project 333 wardrobe challenge, something I've been doing in a more-or-less way for over four years now. I've found, however, that I enjoy the creative side of a small wardrobe, and the positive aspects of thrifting as my own take on fair trade, more than I care about using it to stop thinking about clothes altogether and move on to higher purposes in life. I'm not a very good minimalist in that regard.
5. Last time you drove more than 40 miles from home? More than 400 miles from home? Where were you going? Was it before or after this current season of social distancing?
That's about 64 km...the L'Harmas retreat on Lake Erie, last October, and a couple of other day trips after that. We stick close to home most of the time.
6. Insert your own random thought here.
I did not expect to run out of flour this week, and I also did not expect the supermarket to be cleared out of all but the biggest sacks (more than I have space for and can handle). I settled for a box of biscuit mix, and I've been digging out my recipes that use it.
Apple muffins, adapted from this recipe
Linked from The Wednesday Hodgepodge: Numbering the Hodgepodge.
1 comment:
I do hope the supply chain regains its footing now that things are opening up some. It's crazy! I don't understand the hoarding. I do love a Bisquick shortcake and might need to make one for the holiday weekend. The first one always says Welcome Summer to me.
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