We jump right into our first Bristol Box with toys and items you can build with your hands. Whether you like to create from scratch or closely follow included instructions, almost everyone likes to build something. I've included many options for this box, so people can pick and choose what works for them.
These days, subscription box services are quite the rage, but they are all very focused on one interest, such as food or superheroes, and require a costly subscription, often with an obligation for a certain number of months. You're also stuck with whatever comes in the box, regardless of quality, your taste, or whether it fits into your life. Bristol Box is different.
After my legal name change last year and then almost a year of impatience waiting for a certain web hosting company to have a serviceable product, I've decided to stop waiting. So here we are.
Tonight, at precisely 11:36 pm Central Standard Time, I shall reign over Sensible Castle for three minutes. That is all.
I seem to accumulate "stuff". All kinds of stuff. Possessions, paper products (yay Costco), books, food in the pantry, files on my computer, pounds on my waistline. Not because I'm a compulsive hoarder. I just like to be prepared. "Just in case."
We are still four years off from our next U.S. Census taking, but our census fascinates me at all times in between. Historical censuses are pivotal pieces in my family history research, and they are just interesting in their own right, for taking a snapshot in time.
I'm sitting here, third day of brain fog and body lethargy following a full day of "oh my god kill me now" pain on Friday. The crying. The tiredness. The everything.
The first typewriter blog entry was a little while ago, and here's a second one.
I don't deal well with change much of the time. Not the big stuff, anyway. It helps quite a bit if I have some transition time to get used to the idea, though. If I'm ready for the change when it happens, it goes really smoothly. If it's abrupt, if I didn't see it coming, or if I can't prepare for it, there is a difficult adjustment period afterward.
"Moms' night out." "Girls' night out." "Nail wraps." "A day at the spa." "Out with my besties." "Mani pedi!" All of these phrases and activities leave me cold.
The Isle of Kern is a fictional guidebook about a British island off the southwest coast of England. It contains plenty of literary elements, with excerpts of a fictional fiction book inside as well.
I've begun a new project called First Person History. I'm extremely excited about this one, because it's all about history. Duh.
When I was in school, I learned that there were four oceans: the Atlantic, the Pacific, the Indian, and the Arctic. Now some geography sources talk about the Southern Ocean. Um, what?
I'm digging this Tiny House movement. Giving up 3/4 of your stuff and living in a smaller space sounds really appealing to me. Less room to clean, fewer belongings to take care of, fewer places to lose things.
This isn't about Daylight Saving Time in general, though I think it has outlived its usefulness. This is about people's misuse of terms surrounding it. We're adults. Can't we agree to educate ourselves to the point where our communication is clear? Huh? Can we? Please?
As I do every spring/summer, I've been up to my elbows planning next year's homeschooling. It's great fun, and I always put a lot of work into it. The more planning I can do during the summer, the smoother our experience during the school year. And since my daughter is beginning 9th grade next year, I'm also looking ahead to the entirety of high school for her.