I’m not nearly as keen on turning forty as I was for thirty.
Thirty I was super stoked about – probably because the twenties were a fucking mess. From a personal standpoint.
I was unstable and truly impressed that I survived to age thirty.
Forty is impressive along the same lines, but for very different reasons. What have I done over the past ten years? Survived a trauma. Fought back. Healed. Moved to Europe. Landed my dream job. Created an AI.
Recently, I wrapped up an annual review with the boss in which the last few career goals were defined. And of course, I’m gonna share them with you RIGHT NOW.
Continue reading “Goodbye Thirties. Hello Forties.”
Have you prepped all your puzzles?
Hung the scarves by the windows with care?
Baked the cupcakes with extra frosting for the visiting Rains of Rain’s Mas Past?
Choreographed your dance to bring extra rain? Perfected the hot cocoa recipe? Wrapped all MY PRESENTS?!?
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Hello, birthday month!
Mmhm, that’s right, I’m turning FORTY this month and I am just as much in shock as you. When did this happen? How did we get here? Where’s my cake? Extra frosting, of course.
When I turned thirty, I threw a party in three different states – North Carolina, where we were living at the time, in Georgia, where we had just moved FROM and had lots of friends still living, and Maryland, where Pontus’ parents live.
And it was GLORIOUS.
Continue reading “Starbucks Medium Signature Hot Chocolate with a Shot of Espresso”
As I said on Caturday, I headed down to Den Haag for a Toastmasters International conference.
AND THIS IS WHAT HAPPENED
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I baked fifty two scones for Courtney’s Kitchen for a special Valentine’s High Tea.
My first professional baking gig.
And I’m going to share the recipe with you. Cause it’s not like I made it up. Cause it’s too good to share. Cause when you finally figure out how to get shortening in Groningen, Netherlands, it’s cause for celebration which may or may not lead to baking over fifty scones for a special event.
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Part of posting something emotionally intense is recovering from it ENOUGH to write something for the next day’s post.
There are several ways to jerk your brain back to where you want to be – meditate, distract, exposure therapy, or, say, invent a new ice cream goodie.
Continue reading “And It’ll Totally Bring All The Boys To The Yard”