Some mornings, I wear my bathrobe to work. Yes, I take it off and leave it in the car before I go inside. But when it’s five in the morning and I’m struggling to wake up, knowing I can stay snuggled in my bathrobe for an extra hour is sometimes all I need to get me out the door.
My family’s cat math doesn’t add up. We have seven right now. My husband thinks that seven is still one too many. My son thinks that seven is six too many. And I think that seven would be much better if it were nine.
I am inordinately proud of the fact that my son loves grits.
When I get a pretty latte at the coffee shop, I always take a photo.
I hate cilantro, parsley, and dill.
But it’s ok to stick thyme and basil in everything.
I read multiple books at a time so that I always have a just right book to read, no matter my mood and circumstances. It’s not unusual for me to have at least twenty books started.
Rainy days make me happy, but they are rare in western South Dakota.
My morning lap cat, Chipotle, is frightened of coffee mugs, so I have to take secret sips of coffee when he’s in my lap.
I can’t figure out how to cook eggplant correctly. It’s always tough and bitter.
I also always ruin steak. Periodically my son begs me to try again, and so we buy another steak and I overcook it.
The cure to whatever ails me is always homemade chocolate chip cookies.
Utah and Oregon are my favorite places to go on vacation.
I love road trips.
I never intended to be a teacher at all, but I just couldn’t stop going to school.
I rarely paint my nails but when I do, I like blues and grays.
Last year I was a first-time Cybils judge for the first round in the Graphic Novel category. I read 102 graphic novels! (I worried I would burn out on graphic novels, but it’s still my favorite format to read.)
I don’t have a life mantra, but if I did, it might be “everything is better with butter.”
My favorite animals are the cheetah and the sloth.
Last year, we visited the San Diego Zoo just to experience Cheetah Run. It lasted for, like, three seconds, and it was absolutely worth the four-day round-trip drive.
My philosophy of cat adoption used to be “always adopt two.” Now, after taming and keeping a whole feral litter and taking so much daily delight in their interactions and special bond, I have a new philosophy: adopt the whole litter! (Even if you think that’s nuts, you really won’t be sorry! Cat siblings are the best!)
I can never resist stopping for a roadside attraction like The World’s Largest Ball of Twine or The World’s Largest Prairie Dog Statue.
Melanie Meehan was right: 31 does seem like a really big number!
Western South Dakota isn’t for everyone, but I think I live in the most beautiful place on earth.
I wish I could be a more organized person, but I’ve mostly given up.
I think a noisy classroom is a sign that good learning is taking place. (I guess it could also be a sign of just the opposite, but I’m an optimist.)
I used to be terrified of flying, but now I kind of like it.
For a couple of years, I had a really beautiful garden, but then I neglected it for a couple of years, and now I have a garden of salvia and weeds.
I had high hopes of indulging my love of cats by fostering, but then my very first foster was a #fosterfail.
I have no idea how long I’ve been participating in the March Slice Challenge. It could be four years. It could be six. And it seems like a lot of work to go check.
My very favorite kind of slice to write is a list. Any kind of list.