I’m Not So Great – Page 5 – Hive and Nest

I’m starting to really appreciate the body I’ve been given. Not in a foxy-sense (although, thank you genetics for long legs!) but in a health-sense. As I get older and more of my friends struggle with bad knees, bad eyesight, diabetes, and cancer, I am really starting to hand it… Read More This is the end of May. Like you didn’t know that. But May is brutal. It is busybusybusy. Much like December, but without being pine-scented. There is the end-of-the-schoolyear everything: Concerts, tournaments, dinners, awards assemblies, concerts, graduations. And teacher gifts. Let’s not forget the angst those cause. Thursday (probably today… Read More I may have thought that I could cook anything, but apparently baking a Papa Murphy’s pizza is beyond my abilities. By Hildie | Filed under Bad Things, Baking, I’m Not So Great, Yuck 5 Comments Share Yesterday, Valentine’s Day, I decided to make a big heart-shaped chocolate chip cookie for a friend. I ended up making way too much dough so I thought, “who could use a cookie? Probably nobody since we all have sugared-out kids by Valentine’s Day afternoon.” But then I thought about my… Read More Things are getting off to a slow start this morning on account of me still being in bed. You see, it’s a snow day here in Austin. We got a whole inch of snow so naturally school was cancelled. To add insult to injury, we have a three day break… Read More First of all, the preparedness item this week is Spaghetti Sauce. It’s a pasta topping! It’s a pizza Sauce! It’s multi-talented! If you are aiming on spaghetti/pizza/etc. once a week, that’s going to be 12 jars. Think you can handle that? If that’s too much for your pantry (or your… Read More York, my petulant almost-14-year-old, is tired of sharing a room with his 11-year-old brother Finn. And who could blame him? Finn is a slob. Plus sharing a room is a complete drag when you’re a teenager. York has been begging for his own room for a couple of years now.… Read More I’m not a big fan of New Year’s Resolutions. They seem so forced, so contrived. This year, though, there are just so many ways I’m fed up with myself. So I’ve made about a dozen resolutions. Way to set myself up for failure! I’m a very firm believer in babysteps.… Read More The whole blogging thing really puts me in a weird position because the basic idea is that I show people my life. The very idea is egotistical. Like most women I want to show you my life and impress you. But I also don’t want to be one of those… Read More I’ve done it again. I’ve managed to lose something important. I don’t know how I can misplace every receipt that I MUST keep, but I have a whole purse filled with receipts from buying Mountain Dews at the 7-11. As of last month I am the owner of a 24×30… Read More If you have uttered these words I have a bone to pick with you: “let’s plan it for the first week of December so we won’t interfere with people’s holiday plans.” I have to say that I am tired–SICK AND TIRED–of every holiday event being planned for the first week… Read More