Hello birthday month.

It's here.

Welcome March, month of my birthday, March Madness, daylight savings time, spring training, spring the season...My birthday is in 14 days, doo dah, doo dah. I'm sorry. I can't help myself.

How does one kick off the month of their 35th birthday? By buying gifts, of course. Mine: 

Hello, pretty. We're finally going to rendezvous. You will arrive in just a few days. I can't wait.



Ok, this is not a birthday gift, but it is on its way from Amazon. Free shipping and all.

I need it to make my own ranch dip mix and dressing and I can't find it in stores.

I will classify this as a useful birthday bonus.


A friend of mine from college had a book of poetry published, so I ordered that too. Check her out here.

HARK!

Guess what, guess what? I'm going to have my very own label maker.

Debbie gave me one of hers long ago, but it didn't work for long and I never replaced it.

Is it weird to be so excited over a label maker?

When you store everything in clear plastic containers and have handwriting like a serial killer's

(which I do) ...

I say it's very exciting to own a label maker. Very exciting indeed.

Thank you for the recommendation, Laura.

I have my eye on a few other things as well...specifically a dress, a cardigan and a glue gun after yesterday's blog.

Last night, I baked March two loaves of english muffin bread - my first time baking bread that was not a quick bread - as an offering of good will. It's quite good toasted. March, I hope you enjoy the bread and are a kick ass month in return.

Marching in like a lion,

SMD

p.s. Milo's Kitchen Treats for dogs might be recalled, they are making some dogs ill. Thanks Jennifer K for the info!

Waxing poetic on Wednesday

That title is a nice way of me saying I'm going to tie together on a wing and a prayer some random thoughts I've had over the past few days, none fleshy enough to merit a full blog post. The segues will be frail. Apologies.

Are you still with me?

Am I the only person on earth who doesn't own or know how to use a glue gun? I may or may not be a tiny bit afraid of them too. There are so many things I think I'd use a glue gun for, but since I haven't used one I'm not sure if that's the case. Thanks recently to pinterest.com, I'd like to be so much craftier than I am.

Maybe I could trade in a few organizational skills for some crafty ones? My cup runneth over in that department. I spend too much time researching food storage containers...

Small stackable glass storage jar from the inimitable Crate & Barrel.

which is what I took breaks to do on Monday to stay awake. Feeling like you're going to fall asleep at your desk sucks the big one. You're almost powerless to stop it, but you must keep fighting the urge to lay your head down and just doze off. That was me on Monday. Show of Show(s) weekend, I hate you.

At the Show of Show(s), Frank and Amanda asked me to do a reading at their wedding in October and to write both of the readings. I am truly honored. Thanks to Mrs. G for suggesting this to the to be weds. I can't wait for this wedding! Would it be wrong to start one of them like this...?

In other items relating to matrimony, my engagement ring needs to be redipped. Badly. You may remember that I tried to do this in January in a week when my errands went horribly awry, and haven't been back since. I did notice that MFD's wedding band needs to be redipped too. I think this one is getting farmed out to him.

Guess what this weekend is, kids? Another scheduled weekend  at home, only productive this time. The last one was not too productive but was designed that way. This weekend, I will produce. The basement, utility closet and my tiny library will be cleaned, purged, and reorganized.

I'm also trying a bunch of new recipes, including making my first ever loaf of bread that is not a quickbread. Wish me luck.

Wax on, wax off, Wednesday.

SMD

The weekend that was

Driving to Atlantic City in insane rain

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Stringband Show of Show(s)

Sequins and feathers forever

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MFD staying up all night...but winning big at three card poker. So, yahtzee.

Like Christmas in February...seriously though, these were on the ground floor of Trump Plaza

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lack of sleep/hangovers/not drinking enough water/back spasms from asshole concrete

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Team Meatball

Plus Chris

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lots of quality time with the soon to be Sannellis

Almost mawwied

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Losing a lovely woman to a truly awful disease. Rest in peace Elaine Celenza. You will be missed.

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A1 hibachi for my mother-in-law's 60th birthday

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Oscars:

I'm not a Billy Crystal fan.

I love you Emma Stone. Why do you keep wearing ugly things?
The sound was awfully grating throughout.
I loved Christopher Plummer & Meryl's speeches.
I am entranced with Jean Best Actor's eyebrows.
Can Will Ferrell and Zach G host next year?
Melissa McCarthy, you crack me up.
Was Milla Jovovich taking xanax?
I wasn't in love with any dress. I liked Michelle Williams and a few others, but overall, meh.
Worst dressed: Melissa Leo, Meryl Streep, Sandra Bullock, JLo, Rooney Mara.

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the weekend that was

I'm tired. Is it Friday yet?

SMD