• 5 true confessions of a jaded mind

    * My moods are often seasonal.

    * When I watch a series of Vlogbrothers videos, I have to be sibling-fair. This means if I start with a Hank vid, then I have to end with a John vid. I swear, I’m not their mother and yet I love them both equally.

    * Sometimes I think that the only reason I want to win the lottery is so that I can sleep with my husband every night. And then I think of about a million other reasons.

    * I read Twitter backwards (oldest to newest), usually in 8-hour increments.

    * My sense of smell is supernaturally strong.

  • old couple

    Pass the salt, love

    You know those elderly couples who eat together, silently, at restaurants? Don’t pity them.

    Yes, some couples may be ignoring each other or have run out of things to say. But I’ll bet a few of them are having a grand time. They’ve just been together so long that they can communicate telepathically.

    (Photo by cjhallman)

  • csa

    To join a CSA or not to join a CSA? That is the question

    Every Spring, I think about joining a CSA.

    Community Supported Agriculture (CSA) is a program that involves buying a number of shares at a local farm. These shares help farmers stay in business and connect with customers interested in their wares. On the consumer side, the shares provide weekly access to fresh, seasonal and often organic foods and help preserve New England’s rural character.

    The CSA I’ve been thinking about joining is connected to a 35-acre farm that’s been in business since 1780 and uses sustainable farming practices. For $400, I can purchase a half-share (enough to feed two people) that provides 17 weeks of certified organic fruit and veg such as asian greens, beans, beets, broccoli, broccoli rabe, brussels sprouts, cabbage, cantaloupe, carrots, cauliflower, celeriac, chard, corn, cucumbers, eggplant, fennel, garlic, scallions, soybeans, herbs, leeks, lettuce, onions, parsnips, peaches, peas, peppers, potatoes, radishes, rutabagas, shallots, spinach, squash, tomatoes, turnips and watermelon. U-pick ’em blueberries, strawberries and pumpkins are also available.

    For a couple hundred dollars more, I can buy a meat share of grass-fed beef, lamb, chicken and/or turkey. The animals at this farm feed naturally at pasture, and are raised without hormones, antibiotics or steroids.

    Since the farm is close by, the weekly pick-up won’t take much time or effort. Customers who are unable to afford a share may still sign up in exchange for a few hours spent working on the farm. And, there’s no need to worry about unfamiliar fruit and veg; this CSA includes recipes in the weekly box.

    So with all of these advantages, why do I hesitate? Timing. We’ve been saving to buy a house for a while now, and our goal is to do so by the end of the year. We also hope to move to another part of the state or country (unless Nova Scotia or Scotland will have us, then we’re more than willing to become expats).

    Due to our uncertain circumstances, we could end up moving in a month or not until the Fall. As such, I’d hate to buy a share for the next 17 weeks and leave without completing it. There’s also a side of me that senses if I do buy the share, it will guarantee a quicker move, which, of course, makes me want to do it all the more.

    The deadline to join is looming. Should I live in the moment and go for it? Or be cautious and hope doing so will be more cost-effective? I’m open to your thoughts.

  • I am grateful for cool, dark rooms

    I’m of the firm belief that one of the greatest inventions of all time is the air conditioner. You may disagree with me, but come July, you’ll know your wrongness.

    Another wonderful invention for the working vampire? Blackout shades.

    I have these sun blockers on no less than eight windows in my house: three in my office, one in the downstairs bathroom, two in the hallway and two in the master bedroom. In my home, light shall not penetrate any area where I may be present during daytime hours.

    Over the weekend, I picked up another blackout shade. The front door has an east-facing window so when dawn breaks, I get blinded by the sun’s wretched rays.

    No more.

    Ra’s efforts to burn my brain shall be thwarted again. Take that, you evil star!

  • 5 true confessions of a jaded mind

    * There’s a Calvin-esque part of me that emerges after rain storms. I see a big puddle and I just feel the need to jump.

    * There’s another part of me that hopes for some sort of time or place travel to occur when I splash into dark puddles.

    * I can’t kill bugs that crunch. Doing so just creeps me out.

    * I like hot tea and iced tea, but I don’t like when hot tea goes cold.

    * Two years ago, my eye doctor said I needed bifocals. Despite my reservations (which foolishly involved me feeling old), I took her advice and bought a pair. When it was time to renew my prescription, I explained that my eyes had never really adapted to the bifocals and that I wanted straight specs instead. Turns out, she was right and I was wrong, and that’s why I’ve spent the past year squinting and removing my glasses to read anything.