Moving upward and onward ...

I keep seeing these articles all the sudden about how Gen Z doesn't have the work ethic of Gen X. Anyone who thinks that Gen X aren't the masters at showing up and pretending to achieve is delusional. We need to embrace and instruct Gen Z.

My husband's doctor apparently told him to eat bananas. I like my bananas with a hint of green still. He likes his bananas starting to get brown spots, gets pissy if I touch his bananas, and doesn't actually eat them. Which leads to yucky bananas sitting until I toss them.

So looking at my fridge, tonight is probably leftover chicken casserole night. I intend to make a cheese and squash sauce, and add sautéed spinach/mustard greens. Should I use farfalle (only pasta I have) or long grain rice?

ARGH. I wanted to go to the Y over lunch today but got a notice from USPS that I had a signature required package coming. Why is a $50 piece of clothing signature required? Who the fuck knows.

What would you do with containers full of loose crayons when you're a almost-50-something with no kids in the house anymore?

I don't want to make dinner. I just want to keep putting dough through the kitchen aid.

Ok, now that looks goofy. I microwaved a chopped up pie pumpkin to turn it into puree, let it steam in its own juices for a while, and I've never had the plastic wrap do this before.

The Cubs 2016 World Series win will always be tainted by what happened afterwards.

Been reading some articles and if the local Target removes self checkout, I will probably stop going there. Because yesterday at 1pm, the regular checkout lanes were lined up back into children's clothing.

When I signed up for reddit, my goal was to see if I could get 100k karma in a year. I guess I just kept it up ...

I need to stop looking at local doggos because I don't need a doggo right now and my local shelter has a 3yo shep/border collie mix who is looking for a running buddy.

This is the first year that I am not going to be running the prize booth at the Halloween fair at the highschool my son attended since the highschool was founded. I am feeling a little sad.

With the kid now mainly out of the house, my goal for the next few months is to see how well I can live on my local CSA subscriptions. Our CSA is doing a winter subscription this year with their new greenhouses ... game on.

So our CSA has this credit concept, where each week your CSA delivery costs a certain amount of credit and if you add on or bulk up, the additional items cost more credits.

Husband: bitches that we are always running out of lunch meat and he can't make lunch.
Me, 5 minutes later: makes sandwich from the good 1/2 lb of turkey in the meat drawer in the fridge.

With the kid gone now, and some other things going down, I've been trying to do a pantry clean out. I don't buy anything unless there's nothing in the pantry I can use as a substitute.

I have a bunch of tomatoes and basil yet again, and was considering making bruschetta yet again. Except I have no bread. Do I get in the car and go to the grocery store 2 miles away, or do I use the flour, salt, sugar, yeast I have to make peasant bread?

So, we couldn't see the aurora last night because of the clouds but my kid who is 90 miles north could see them. I asked him to send pictures and he sent me video of the pack of mean raccoons around his dorm entrance instead.

I want another dog. I want a critter in this house who actually acts like they like me.

It's really funny that I replaced the hand towel in the kitchen this afternoon, and now the clean hand towel is laying with the dirty towels like my husband has no recognition of the fact it was already replaced today.

So, I went to Costco to get my seasonal vaccines today. When I showed up, there was a line stretching around the pharmacy area ... which appeared to be for prescription pickup.

BLT with bacon from our ranch subscription and tomato and Mizuna from our CSA.

Went through and sorted the gigantic rats nest of random cables today. Ended up with five rats nests of cables instead.

Always fun.

Ugh. I managed to smack the back of my hand against something sharp, now the entire back of my hand is purple with a bruise.

My kid at college 90 minutes away: mom, can you bring dental floss when you come up tomorrow?
Me: look in the narrow plastic container with your extra shampoo under your bed.
Kid: found dental floss

So my kid is now an hour and a bit away at college, and before Miss Charlotte went into heart failure, I had this whole mental visualization that Miss Charlotte would be visiting him with me on his college campus. And now I'm crying again.

It's almost October and this is how many blueberries I harvested today. Blueberries are supposed to be done in early August.

I've been wondering who is causing the recent destruction in my backyard at night. Tonight I'm sitting outside and hear noises over by the tree behind the fence. I go over, stand on the bench and come face to face with 3 raccoons.