Nothing so comforting as running into an old friend at a bookstore.

(Thank you, @diane.dianeduane.com, for all the comfort over the past thirty-mumble years.)

IT CIBATTAED. Omg, look ay that CRUMB. And it’s so soft!

Attempt 2 at ciabatta: higher hydration, delicate hands, and way more gelatinous pre-bake. We’ll see how this goes.

So, it’s not as open a crumb, but it is tasty! I think my dough wasn’t hydrated enough, and I wasn’t delicate with it, but still. Ciabatta!

Didn’t add to it, but this is where it’s been for the better part of a year. Pattern from Etsy.

This is my first cross stitch, and I LOVE explaining to people what it is. 🤣

It took a lot of f-bombs, research breaks, lots of trial and even more error, and the realization that painters tarp does NOT a seat make, but…

I MADE A FOLDING CAMP STOOL. Here’s hoping my Scouts can replicate this, with less f-bombs.

Light of the season to all who celebrate. Warmest, brightest wishes of peace!

And also, I really want to add googly eyes to my mom’s mirror to make it more biblically accurate… (May this image brighten the dark.)

IT’S DILL PICKLE PEANUT SEASON, BITCHES.

quote with a picture of yourself so people know who they're dealing with 🌈🔥

My mulled wine and I hereby declare this semester over. Let the holidays and/or hibernation begin.

A day early, and in spite of a week in Iceland, not writing. How did this happen? Writing 3-5k a day for the first few weeks of November. Holy crap, what a ride. This is the epitome of shitty first draft, but do I care? NOPE. Go, me!

I did the thing today. Did you?