Aug 27, 2010 | 94 Days of Summer
Day Sixty-eight: Pumpkin pie with vampire test holes.
I’m not sure why, but I woke up today with the urge to make pumpkin pie. Do you ever have days like that? I do and they don’t usually come to much because the day typically gets away from me. But today I was determined. Good thing too, because while I might have been jonesing for pumpkin pie the Universe was having nothing to do with it.
First up was the realization that I needed evaporated milk. Which meant yet another trip to the grocery store. I have real issues with trekking across town for just one item, so wine and bread and cheese also made the list with one can of evaporated milk. No worries, just a little trip to the grocery store, I still have my pie making mojo! Upon returning home I set to work.
Now, my recipe is a double. So that means, unless you half it, you’re making two pies. I know this. I told myself this at the onset, “Self! Pay attention! You need to half everything*.”
I promptly measured out the all the spices and then looked at the sugar. “Half it!” And I did… good girl, Wende. Except, as I mixed it altogether, the color starts to tip me off. Homer Simpson moment, “D’oh!” I forgot to half the spices.
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Aug 26, 2010 | 94 Days of Summer
Day Sixty-seven: Spent the day with Faith and Sara making headbands.
Aug 24, 2010 | 94 Days of Summer
Day Sixty-five: Deep Weeds
About a month ago I was contacted by a lovely company called Shabby Apple about doing a dress review. Now, you should know, Evidently gets contacted on a regular basis about advertising. Usually, it’s from companies or ad agencies that haven’t even bothered to read my blog. Because if they had, they would know that my readers probably aren’t interested in seeing ads for car parts and professional cook-ware on this blog.
My response to date, as you can tell from the dearth of ads here, is to pass on the offer. If the email sent is relatively non-spammy, I draft a quick, “it’s me, not you” letter, otherwise I click “spam” and completely forget about it. But the email that came from Shabby Apple was different. First, it was clear from the email that the writer had spent at least a small amount of time on my blog. Flattery gets you everywhere, just sayin’. It was a nice enough note that I actually stopped to consider the offer. Second, Evidently readers like dresses. You even wear them and talk about them on your blogs! I’m sensing kismet! (more…)
Aug 23, 2010 | 94 Days of Summer
Day Sixty-four: School Supply Crack. Environmentally friendly crack no less.
Aug 22, 2010 | 94 Days of Summer
Day Sixty-three: Aflame. Sometimes, at just the right moment, the sunset lights my closet window on fire.
Aug 21, 2010 | 94 Days of Summer
Day Sixty-two: The Beginning of the End
I’m sure we’ll get another sweep of warm air before the onset of autumn. One last surge, an Indian summer if we’re lucky. But there is little doubt that this  summer is picking up speed toward the finish line. And there was a definite crisp note in the air this morning—that heady mix of dried leaves, blackberry vines, and the promise of rain. It used to be my favorite smell in the world, the smell of school just around the corner. But, since moving to this gray world I can’t help but dread that turn.
I think it’s because we don’t have real summers here. So, the change is just one of more grey. Not the longed respite from the sun that so many of you crave after a hot, hot, hot summer.
But despite the perpetual gray, there is little doubt that the season is about to change. From the downtown merchant windows to the middle school boys sporting back-to-school crew cuts, summer is ending in the most traditional of ways. We are charging full speed toward September and before we know it we will have to pin our hopes for warmth and balmy weather on another year. Haul out the Halloween decorations, apple pie recipes, and your charge card for school clothes, this is it. Gear up, charge up, prepare: fall is coming in just a short month.
Me? I’ve been spending my last days of summer attempting to get my studio in line. No matter how I try to schedule it, I’m not seeing the finish line before the beginning of autumn. However, I’m motivated and spending most of my days in the deep end of a bucket of Aloe colored paint. IZ, bless him, had some mercy on me today and helped. And then when I whined that I couldn’t bare to put yet another photo of a bucket of paint on Evidently, he whisked me off to the beach for a quick dinner. “You can put a picture up of the Ocean, everybody likes that!”
Indeed we do. It’s soothing and puts our small lives into perspective.
I’m finding that tonight. And I’m looking forward to the change in seasons. I’m attempting to let go of my list and my goals and simply absorb these last days for what they are: the end.
That being said, you know I’ve already started a list of things to do for fall. Don’t worry, I won’t make you slog through it… at least not tonight.
