Why Don’t You? #79
Monday: Why don’t you begin planning out your garden for next year? Once you’ve pulled all the dead flowers, squashes, failed stalks of corn, and planted your autumn salad patch, […]
Monthly Archives: September 2015
Saying Goodbye to Madame Betty and Grandma Betty
I stumbled to the electric kettle and brewed some of that oddly delicious instant coffee that’s so popular here in France. Doesn’t make sense. It should taste like garbage, but […]
THINGS I LOVED/HATED THIS WEEK #116
LOVE: Apple Watch Activity Monitor: I am still getting into the groove of the Apple Watch. I have alternately loved and loathed it. This depends almost entirely on how well […]
I Become Samantha Brown
Everybody is influenced by a rather odd and eclectic grouping of events and chunks of knowledge that makes them who they are. Like I said a few posts ago, I […]
Why Don’t You? #78
Monday: Why don’t you convince yourself that you desperately need that Apple Watch and then go out and get it? I told myself for months that it was unnecessary. I […]
THINGS I LOVED/HATED THIS WEEK #115
LOVE: Yearly Apple Announcements: I vividly remember one of the first Apple announcements I ever watched. It was the day they unveiled the iPhone. I watched, absolutely mesmerized, as Steve […]
Why Don’t You? #77
Monday: Why don’t you uproot an entire basil plant, one of those that have grown massive over the summer, wash the roots thoroughly, and then display the entire thing in […]
THINGS I LOVED/HATED THIS WEEK #114
LOVE: Apple Music: When I first heard about Apple Music, I brushed it to the side, uninterested. It was going to be like Ping (remember that nonsense?), and besides, I […]
Why Don’t You? #76
Monday: Why don’t you trade in all of your old Apple products and use the gift certificate you receive in return for something shiny and new? I sent in my […]
THINGS I LOVED/HATED THIS WEEK #113
LOVE: Pomodoro Technique: I have been insanely busy since the day I returned to America. It’s ridiculous, and I don’t like living this way! Don’t get me wrong, I like […]
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