I’ll be the first to admit I have a strong aversion to those touristy hot spot travel areas. I have no desire to spend the day at a beach where folks are cramped in like sardines. Hurdling over sunbathers and dodging Frisbees on my way to the water irritates me. There isn’t an ounce of my being that craves overcrowded tourist zones or souvenir shops. When it’s time to refuel the tummy, I refuse to fork out $28 for a veggie burger and sweet potato fries.
A decade or so ago, ordering a salad at a restaurant usually guaranteed a skimpy bowl of iceberg lettuce topped with a scanty amount of cucumbers and tomatoes. Pair that with a condiment sized cup of watered down dressing and dinner was served for those watching their waistline. We’d stare at our dinner date with hungry eyes as they noshed on pizza, pasta or onion rings.
As an avid baker for 30 years, whenever I’m invited to a gathering where food is served, I bring dessert. I’m always happy to whip up gourmet cupcakes, cookies and other sweet treats. It’s my passion and if I’m not at my desk, you can find me in the kitchen.
I spend about 12-16 hours a day online tending to various tasks and projects primarily work related. I encounter numerous moments of irritation throughout the day and night. It could be a hiccup in Internet service, glitches, broken links, social network drama, sites being down for maintenance, sizing images, grammatical errors, writers block, etc. Some days it’s smooth sailing while others push me to the brink of throwing any and all tech devices out the window.
I’ve had a green thumb my entire life and I can remember weeding gardens at the young age of 6. I am passionate about gardening and nothing excites me more than growing my own vegetables. I have tried my hand at most vegetables from corn to cauliflower and broccoli. Regardless of what I decide to plant every year, there are always tomatoes, peppers and squash. Those are my staples.
I know. The last thing you want to see or read about are insects. If you’re anything like me, the mere sight of an insect sends you into an “eebie jeebie” frenzy. However, there is something really cool (some may debate this) going on right now on the east coast. After a 17 year hiatus, the Cicadas are making an appearance. Why after 17 years? This is their typical life cycle.
Memorial Day weekend is here and it’s the unofficial start of summer! Most of us celebrate by having a few friends over, whipping up some cocktails and firing up the grill. When you think of grilling, the first thing that probably comes to mind are good ol’ hamburgers and hot dogs. It’s all American fare and with all the variations, it’s definitely a crowd pleaser.
It’s that time of year! The grills are getting fired up, backyard barbecues are in the works and summer parties are being planned. There’s nothing like a great summer gathering with family, friends, fun and lots of food.
I’ve been an avid gardener for most of my life. By the time March hits, I’m white knuckling my garden tools and itching to get my hands in the soil. In my neck of the woods planting season is in May and, for me, that’s too long of a wait.
You’ve heard about this, right? The CEO of Abercrombie & Fitch made several blatant statements regarding who he wants to wear his clothing line. This was a means to explain why the women’s sizes didn’t extend beyond large. Personally, I don’t have issues with retailers who cater to a specific group of people. For example, Lane Bryant won’t be offering single number sizes any time soon and you certainly won’t find a Marilyn Manson t-shirt at ModCloth.