How much is too much?

I’m just over here stress-eating trail mix and chasing it with a homemade iced-half-vanilla-skim-decaf-latte-with-bendy-straw.  My afternoon snack game had to be strong to keep me from watching the meaningless early poll results roll in.  Of course I voted today, and, yes, it was a family affair which was exciting and depressing.  This is the most insulting election in which I’ve had the privilege to participate (can we end sentences with prepositions yet?).  I just hope the results get accepted quickly.  Let’s rip the band aid off – I won’t survive another hanging chad situation, i.e., Russia hacked the election this year.  -sigh-

Come wake me from my sugar coma when this is over…I’m looking forward to being able to talk to my friends and family again soon.  And, really, how much trail mix is too much?  Please send help. Or a chip clip.

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S’mores, please

Just over here waiting to inaugurate this fire pit, super ready to kiss this summer weather goodbye.

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This crazy fire pit is a custom thing, the lid to an industrial beverage tank.  Once it was scuffed up to rust and had some feet and handles added, it became the neatest (and heaviest – seriously, it is never moving) fire pit I’ve seen.

#oops

Oops.  I finally got on instagram, twenty years late to the party, but still… and it has proved to be a worthy time-suck alternative to facebook (yes, I know facebook owns instagram).  An unintended consequence was the abusive lack of attention suffered by this blog.  Another significant portion of blame, though, is shouldered by the awesome summer I’ve had.  Too much fun leaves little time for blogging.  I understand that I will be driven back inside soon by cold rainyness, so I’ll be back shortly with lots to report on retroactively.  Plus, instagram is already testing my patience and I’m afraid I’ve really hit tech fatigue this time, for real.

In the meantime, come find me as heytulip on instagram so you don’t miss out on such vain gems as these:

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Almond origins

I admit that I have several knowledge gaps.  Time zones come to mind most immediately as a good example, however, I don’t believe I’ve been off-base about the origins of almonds my whole life:

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It sure looks and feels like an almond…but came out of the middle of a delicious freestone white peach!  Mysteries.  I’ve been swimming in peaches for the last several weeks since I discovered Loschiavo’s has a gold mine of ripe-enough-to-eat-in-the-store peaches.  These are not the baseballs you buy at Kroger and have to wait for while you hope they ripen into something edible, maybe.   The produce at Loschiavo’s isn’t fancy organic, as far as I’m aware, but they source locally when they can and their produce is infinitely longer lasting and better tasting than stuff from the mega stores.  In addition to their life-changing yellow peaches, they also carry white peaches (simply because a few of their customers prefer them – how nice is that?).  The white peaches are pretty hefty and almost too sweet for my tastes – but happily went into my cheery fruit salad, after the almond-peach pit drama was resolved.

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Eating peaches naturally led me to think about my favorite drink, Diet Peach Tea Snapple.  Yum.  Sadly, I tried to avoid the diet version’s sweeteners this week and bought the regular sugared version instead.  I don’t know what I was expecting, but halfway through the bottle I realized it had 39 grams of sugar in it.  Holy smokes.  It also made me feel like death afterwards, so I chalked it up to another casualty of a more reasonable, more adult, less sweet diet, and was very sad.  Fast forward to my pitcher of sun tea sitting outside this weekend and my white peaches.   I find the yellow peaches to be more flavorful than the white, so I came to have an overripe white peach languishing on my counter, having been skipped over many times this week.  I peeled that thing, threw it in the food processor, made baby food, basically, and stirred a spoonful of the delicious resulting peach puree into my tea.  Problem solved.

If you’d be weirded out by cloudy tea, this isn’t a good solution for you (puree won’t dissolve into cold iced tea), but it was super subtly delicious.

Beepocalypse

Is anyone around here studying the great honeybee die off?

Every summer morning for the last four years we’ve woken up to at least half a dozen dead bees on our driveway and front porch; sometimes they’re still squirming, but they’re usually quite dead.  They just started showing up again this week.  If anyone is studying this beepocalypse, we’ve got lots of specimens.

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I’m trying to do my part, throwing Seed Bombs and keeping flowers around and all, but no luck.  Depressing.

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