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Just Keep Talking

I keep harping on this, but I’ve fallen down on the blogger job. Perhaps you noticed. Posting dried up because I couldn’t think anymore. I couldn’t see my way through 500 words, let alone a 1,000. Coherent topics suddenly became daunting. And I’m not sure we were all that coherent to begin with. I’m writing about this in the past tense. Like its behind us. And I’ve produced a little, so maybe it is. Or… I am lowering the bar. Ding, ding, ding. That feels righter. Righter? Yes, righter. For right now, its righter. Sorry. Watch that bar fall.

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A wise commenter recently suggested I do a week of just pictures. Back when I was only contemplating breaks. Instead of firmly embracing 3 weeks of them in a death grip bear hug. I dismissed that as poppycock. Slacker poppycock. Why bother with pictures of chickens dogs and vegetables? Words! I need words! I chose zero over half ass. That was probably wrong. I’ve come to realize. I criticize my own content. I clothesline myself on that high bar, and leave you hanging for 19 days or so. Oops. Read more

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Over and Over Again

I’m running the risk of repeating myself. The same content creeps through my fingers and threatens to swallow this blog in a tide of repetition. Too many posts are becoming the redux version. Thoughts I’ve thought before, translated into content you’ve read before. Or that would at least be eerily familiar.

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How’s about a picture you’ve already seen to top it all off? Well, it was only on Facebook, so that doesn’t really count. (Does it?) Lady Gaga and Rocco face off via Chicken Tractor. They’ve since come to terms with the act of mutually ignoring each other. Good for them. However, their temporary stale mate reminds me of my own. Why am I writing about the same topics over and over? Is it because I’m not making any forward progress? Am I stuck in a rut of my very own creating? Am I not giving myself the time to work my way out of those (perhaps imaginary) ruts to find the shiny new content on the other side? Are my post really that similar or do they just seem that way to me? Have I taken the act of navel gazing blogger to a new high (or low, as it were)? Read more

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Aaaand We’re Back

New? Improved? Better? That you’ll have to tell me. Although I can certainly attest to being rested, from a writing perspective, after my week hiatus. Now I’m back. Back, to business. Serious business. So, let’s start again, shall we?

Hi. I’m Sarah.

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That’s The Husband and I, last year, looking all senior photo-ish. Read more

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No Owls Required

My birthday is coming. I like my birthday. A lot. Even as I edge closer to being ‘of a certain age’, I refuse to surrender the sanctity of my own personal holiday to the adult relics of ‘just another day’. Nope, I have birthday parties. With cupcakes. And friends. I celebrate a ‘Birthday Week’ in fact. I’d take the month if I could get away with it. I usually manage to accomplish somewhere around 10 days of birthday bliss. The places I want go, the foods I want to eat, the movies I want to see, and yes, even the things I want to buy, all a little easier to negotiate with The Husband and myself during my birthday vacation. I didn’t mention that? I take the week of my birthday off. Every year.

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Why? Because the most important gifts are the ones I give myself. Read more

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UnSustainable Sickness

We are generally healthy people. We exercise. We eat well. We don’t get sick often. When we do, as we did last week, it catches me off guard. I’ve things to do, dammit! Sitting on my duff for three days is not on the schedule. Like a fool, I resist. On Saturday I was out mowing the lawn, transplanting basil, sowing seeds and setting up cucumber trellis. All the while feeling like death, cursing Ugly Garden’s existence. I lose, inevitably. I spend those three days on my butt despite my best attempts.

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My Battle Station

Being ill is not conducive to our lifestyle. It doesn’t work. Not for our schedule. Not with our food. Normal operating procedures do not apply.
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Welcome

I’m very excited to have a guest post up at NW Edible today. Check out what I’ve learned during my first year with Ugly Garden in Be Not Discouraged.

If you are new to Dogs or Dollars, Hi! Hello, howdy do. Welcome.

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If you’ve got a sec check out some of my greatest hits.

Read about my Journey from Corporate America, back again, the lessons I learned, and am perhaps still learning.

My thoughts On Being a Foodie and the egregious amount I spend on groceries. Contrast that with the things I don’t buy and my attempts to nickel and dime myself into an increasingly robust emergency fund.

If you’re a dog person, Meet My Mutts, see how much I spend on them (eek!), what I don’t buy for them, my thoughts on pet food (and making food), plus the all important dog bed manifesto.

Not a fan of dogs? How about Chickens?

Existing Dogs or Dollars readers, sorry for the interruption today. A regularly scheduled post will be back manana. I’m hoping you are all already NW Edible readers. If not, you should be. Even if you don’t live in the Northwest, there is loads of info on starting seeds, why you should grow them under lights, and how to save money on those seeds in the first place. This blog has been a lifeline for me when I inevitably screw up all thing Urban Homestead. Plus, Erica is no Personal Finance slouch. I’ve really enjoyed reading about her No Spend Month Challenges and some of great tools she’s developed like Fun Cards (freaking genius!). I’m hoping she’ll do another challenge this year!

And finally, a big Thank You shout out to Erica for featuring my post!

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Foster Dog Bribery

I am out sick today. Flu sick. Body ache and cloudy brain, bleck. One would think that with all this sedentary time, I’d have loads written. I don’t. See aforementioned cloudy brain. I could have stared at a blank screen and tried to muster something. I didn’t. You wouldn’t want to read it if I did.

Instead I will bribe you with a gratuitous foster dog picture.

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Grandiose Overtures

As I write this, I’m noticing a theme of late. Lamenting my (and everyone’s) expensive life, at the same time I’m defending Stuff and getting bogged down in the slowness of projects (at least when done frugally). Sheesh, what a whiner!

Clearly, “somebody” is struggling with the day to day drudgery of frugality. Somebody. I get like this on occasion. I know it. When I do, there’s a little day dreaming I’m prone to. That is, I start to muddle over grandiose overtures. Big moves. Leaps. To fix or at least completely alter my situation. I’m curious to see if you do too.

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What do I mean by “big moves”? Over sweeping actions that would effectively render that penny pinching drudgery I’m rallying against moot. To be more specific, our go-to “what if” is moving.
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