Ten years ago I was in the 11th grade. Ten years ago from this morning, I sat in anatomy class watching our daily morning news shows- remember Channel One? When the news ended, my (slacker) football coach of a teacher took his time turning the tv off. I’m grateful that he did, because what came …
Author Archives: Elizabeth
apples
Forrest brought home these lovelies from the All Local Farmer’s Market on Wednesday evening. Aren’t they gorgeous? They’re from Windy Hill Orchard in York, SC and they are SO delicious. Beats the pants off anything you’d find in the produce aisle.
happy cooler weather/almost fall!
The weather is so much cooler than it has been. Yesterday when I hopped in my car, the thermostat said it was 62 degrees! Now, I’m sure there are more stifling days still to come, but fall is coming to South Carolina! Of course, you know college football began last weekend (Go Gamecocks!) and the …
au naturale
My roommates (husband and brother) are still teasing me for mixing up my own dry shampoo. It was a good plan, but it convinced me I had lice every day made my head itch like whoa. But my days of mixing up natural cleaning stuff aren’t over yet! I saw this recipe for a natural …
a match.
I found a dead cicada on the deck the other day. So naturally I brought it inside. And just after I perched it on the cake plate in the kitchen, Forrest walked in with the shell of a grasshopper he found in the garden. Perfect. <3, Liz
one minute flat.
Do you remember that old college trick for cooking an egg in a dorm room? It’s embarrassing to admit, but microwaved egg sandwiches were a staple of my diet all summer. Don’t judge me- it’s kind of funny when you think about it, right? No? Okay. Start with an egg, a flat bottomed coffee mug, …
you are like the hurricane.
I’m worried about New York. It’s probably the least hurricane-ready city on the east coast and all of this Irene nonsense scares me. Please evacuate, people. It isn’t worth the risk of trying to stay. Fingers crossed for a sudden shift in the winds. <3, Liz
wowzah.
Earlier I wrote a crazy, ranting post. Then I took a long nap and deleted it. I was a little too exhausted and it was just a little too crazy. Instead of a crazy rant, here’s my version of our week. Last night, I decided that I wanted to hang with the boys. That is, …
wild week.
It was a big week. I started my fourth year of teaching. It seems ridiculous. I feel like I just got started and yet, the district trained me this summer to mentor first year teachers. Yep, I’m a veteran. Forrest officially left his job on Friday and began his new one Saturday morning (he’ll write …
hipsters and reading.
The Evolution of the Hipster. You’re welcome. hehe. On another note, I started reading The Help over the weekend and listening to The Secret Life of Bees in my car. I’m loving them both, but they’re both set in the south at the dawn of the Civil Rights movement and I’m getting my story lines …
Domesticated Artists 