Sharpthings
@vpofsharpthings.bsky.social
Nonprofit geek, writer, mom, widow, with an addiction to baking and Bayern München. Read me here: https://hippocampusmagazine.com/2023/03/what-a-widow-needs-to-know/
Portland last weekend. Too damp to burn.
October 21, 2025 at 9:27 PM
Portland last weekend. Too damp to burn.
Shoreline, Washington.
October 18, 2025 at 10:06 PM
Shoreline, Washington.
I haven't seen any antifa in Portland so far, but I did find a place that serves clam chowder with whole clams in it. Is this terrorism? 😯
October 11, 2025 at 11:27 PM
I haven't seen any antifa in Portland so far, but I did find a place that serves clam chowder with whole clams in it. Is this terrorism? 😯
She's already spooky
October 4, 2025 at 4:16 PM
She's already spooky
I'm not one to encourage dissociation, but here. Just for a minute.
September 27, 2025 at 2:26 PM
I'm not one to encourage dissociation, but here. Just for a minute.
I bake a lot of cakes (for fun), but I prefer eating pie. Pic is last weekend's chocolate cake with chocolate orange ganache and Italian buttercream.
May 23, 2025 at 5:55 PM
I bake a lot of cakes (for fun), but I prefer eating pie. Pic is last weekend's chocolate cake with chocolate orange ganache and Italian buttercream.
My friends from the old site liked my baking pics. Here's some hot cross buns for ya Easter.
April 20, 2025 at 7:39 PM
My friends from the old site liked my baking pics. Here's some hot cross buns for ya Easter.
Daughter said that I look like a business person, mall mom, or someone who would order a caramel mocha. "But in a good way, I mean." Just 'cause I put my hair up today. 🙄
March 20, 2025 at 5:29 PM
Daughter said that I look like a business person, mall mom, or someone who would order a caramel mocha. "But in a good way, I mean." Just 'cause I put my hair up today. 🙄
In the midst of my gloom, I still bake.
March 4, 2025 at 5:27 PM
In the midst of my gloom, I still bake.
Can't think of a better energy right now.
February 7, 2025 at 5:39 PM
Can't think of a better energy right now.
As promised to my followers from the bad place. Today's baking therapy: yuzu-sesame rolls and pumpkin-goat cheese-apple stars, both with a smidge of candied ginger.
February 2, 2025 at 7:27 PM
As promised to my followers from the bad place. Today's baking therapy: yuzu-sesame rolls and pumpkin-goat cheese-apple stars, both with a smidge of candied ginger.
My teen has taken up the stress-baking mantle.
January 29, 2025 at 2:32 PM
My teen has taken up the stress-baking mantle.
Anxiety baking = chocolate cake for dinner. Yes, everything from scratch.
January 15, 2025 at 2:34 PM
Anxiety baking = chocolate cake for dinner. Yes, everything from scratch.
Those of you who knew me from the bad place know that I write and I bake. When I'm anxious, I bake a lot. Here we have the weekly sourdough and some cassava chocolate chip cookies. I baked a so-called "keto" bread, but it's really an omelette at heart.
January 13, 2025 at 12:00 AM
Those of you who knew me from the bad place know that I write and I bake. When I'm anxious, I bake a lot. Here we have the weekly sourdough and some cassava chocolate chip cookies. I baked a so-called "keto" bread, but it's really an omelette at heart.
Ooh, I like this! I had to do it twice. "Mythical" was my second word.
January 5, 2025 at 4:53 AM
Ooh, I like this! I had to do it twice. "Mythical" was my second word.
Without downloading any new pics, what's your energy going into 2025?
December 28, 2024 at 3:58 AM
Without downloading any new pics, what's your energy going into 2025?
Seasonal pic. May your stocking contain sweets instead of coal (unless you're a billionaire).
December 24, 2024 at 9:19 PM
Seasonal pic. May your stocking contain sweets instead of coal (unless you're a billionaire).
Ninjabread returns: Another stealthy Christmas.
December 24, 2024 at 6:21 AM
Ninjabread returns: Another stealthy Christmas.
My husband would have been 51 today. We lost him to cancer at 44, but we still make his favorite cupcakes. He made me a better person, and he set a loving example for our daughter. #fuckcancer
December 18, 2024 at 2:37 PM
My husband would have been 51 today. We lost him to cancer at 44, but we still make his favorite cupcakes. He made me a better person, and he set a loving example for our daughter. #fuckcancer
It's my daughter's emotional support cat, I swear. She's not very supportive, but I hear it's Caturday.
December 14, 2024 at 10:00 PM
It's my daughter's emotional support cat, I swear. She's not very supportive, but I hear it's Caturday.
Not my best effort, but I'm still working on it.
November 18, 2024 at 6:18 PM
Not my best effort, but I'm still working on it.