Wednesday
May262010
Just another manic month
Things have been so busy around here that I’ve completely forgotten to savor the perks of “get shit done” mode: actually getting shit done. Wednesday seems like a good day for accomplishments of all sorts.
Two weeks’ worth of belated bragging, in no particular order:
- signed my book contract (finally!!)
- handed in 21,600 more words to my editor at HarperCollins (that makes 2/3 of the book drafted)
- sat in gum (and didn’t cry)
- removed gum with citrus oil
- investigated the potentially spider mite-like red bugs on my tomato plants with exceptional calmness
- pulled off our second successful Brooklyn food swap (BKSwappers) over the weekend with my friend, beekeeper Meg
Photo credit: Jo Santangelo - potentially found a venue (or two) to host the breadmaking for beginners inspiration party
- had two friend dates, one involving laundry and tacos (and ice cream and coffee) and the other involving sneaking out for prosciutto before serving tempeh and rhubarb preserves to a bunch of Hungry Filmmakers
- pickled cukes (from Florida, yeah, I know not in season, but at least in this timezone) for the first time. And, it. was. so. easy. No waterbath processing, just two quarts popped in the fridge after boiling the brine
- got accepted into Robert Hass master class (poetry workshop) happening this weekend at Poets House
- completed two surprisingly involved grant reports amidst book deadline chaos (remember, just signed my contract, so—ahem—income isn’t exactly coming in, yet, still working all my freelance jobs.)
All work and no bragging makes me a harried, frazzled girl. Tell me some thing(s) you’ve needed to brag about.
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Reader Comments (7)
Bragging
I finally learned to brag
I love the looks I get
I like me
I love me
I stand my ground
I am my best friend.
I've known me longer than I have known anyone.
I have been with me through thick and thin.
I love my life just the way it is.
I am 78 yrs old and excited.
I have many buddies..
They always call me no matter.
They knock on my door for whatever.
My kids love me and show it.
I just got this way, finally.
I AM SPECIAL!
Just ask my cat!
Shirley! You've done it again! I LOVE this :)
Son graduating from college Cum Laude (2 out 2 kids to do so!)
Daughter who still finds time to let her Mama know she cares while in the midst of leading a harried/hurried life in NYC!
I need to get into this "getting shit done" mode--I've got four open projects that need to get closed up stat. But yesterday Peter and I bought a jasmine bush and planted it, and we cleaned out the nasty cupboard we've never looked in since we moved into this house. That's the procrastination mode of "getting shit done."
But what did you find out about those mites? They are all over our place outside--even on the roof where there are no plants! Bizarre.
Sweet mama!
Zora, I discovered mine aren't mites at all, they're aphids! I've never seen red aphids before. check out this forum topic with pics
Are yours the teeny ones that when you smoosh them, they leave little orange dots on your skin and the wood?
you just go girl.. ;)
I'm tired just reading your list of accomplishments in the post, so you SHOULD brag.
And I heart Grandma Shirley!