Have you missed this? I have. Two weeks without Table Talk is too much. Truth be told, I underestimated the toll that back-to-school preparation and execution would take on me. I do it every year. I say to myself, "How hard can this all be?" As it turns out, quite hard. The build up and the adjustment are a lot. Bottom line, I did not manage my time the way I wanted to, and I left Table Talk by the side of the road.
But now I'm back! And ready to tell you all the things we talked about this week....
I got a pop socket. I know, I know. Welcome to 2018, Katherine. But for me, this was huge. Do you have one of these snappy contraptions? I don't even have a case, so for me to adhere something to the back of my cell phone is really a jump for me. The functionality I have gained is absurd. Call me a walking info-mercial if you must, but this thing makes my phone even easier to manage than I ever would have imagined. It is always anchored securely, and I'm not worried about whether or not I am going to drop it. I did have to adjust the location three times to get it just right, but once I did, there was no looking back for me!
Guys, let's talk about Ina. It's Eye-nuh. Not Eee-nuh. Long "I," like the word "eye." Eye-nuh. Say it with me. Ina. Ina. Ina. That's better.
When was the last time you ate sliced cucumbers? I hate to sound dramatic or basic (too late?), but they are so good. We had some extra on hand this week, and every day at lunch, we sliced them up and went to town. Top them with pimiento cheese. Top them with chicken salad. Top them with avocado. Top them with salt and pepper. Top them with balsamic vinegar. I'm here to tell you there's not a wrong way to eat a sliced cucumber.
Which is worse? Having nothing to do or having too much to do? We firmly decided this week that not only is it worse to have nothing to do, it is also much more exhausting. Having nothing to do brings a languishing fatigue that makes it difficult to execute anything. So while we should be more productive when there is little to do, the opposite it true. We are tired and do less. Give me a full plate, with tons to do, and I will show you my most productive and alert self. Strange, but true.
We have a new item in the Hurley House bakery case. Snickerdoodle Blondie Bars are as delicious as you would imagine. Buttery, cinnamon sugar bars with craggy edges and soft centers. Yum. The baking process gives each bar an edge or two that is raised and lifted, which also, when sliced, makes them look like components of a tiny sectional couch. Just look at the photo at the top of this post and tell me they don't look like sugar-coated furniture. Throw in a few Fisher-Price little people, and we have a perfect pretend living room. So, we now call them Sectional Blondies. You can too if you like.
Timm and I started watching a new show, The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel. I like it. We laugh. It's easy to watch. After a season of Handmaid's Tale and other dramatic fare, a show set in the late fifties, with the coifed hair and full-skirted dresses hits just the right notes for me. It has the quaint charm of a show like Call The Midwife, but with a bit of irreverence and unexpected profanity to make it salty and unexpected. The dialogue is clever. The characters are funny and predictable. The plot is compelling enough to keep me interested, but it never stresses me out. It's the perfect show to watch at the end of a long day. No tension or crying involved.
Have a lovely weekend!