Sunday, September 17, 2017

Slow Sunday

Wild Huckleberry Tea with a splash of Vanilla Almond Milk
Black Widow: Red Vengeance & Suicide Squad
Pokemon Moon
"Fetish" by Selena Gomez
Latest episodes: Femme Trash (2a & 4), Within Walking Distance (3)

In missing the days of Xanga and other Livejournal-esque, I figured I could start off my posts with a little throwback to the days of the mood drop-downs.

Sundays at work are always weirdly slow in this new role. I definitely have things I can be learning, and I try to utilize that time best, but that seems more feasible during the week. On a slow, rainy Sunday it gets harder. Especially when the lights are low outside, September is edging towards October, and today on my way to the bus stop to head into work, I saw red leaves falling from trees.

If you were to look up at the trees, you'd barely think autumn was here, but here it is. Every day that I get ready for work, I peek at my favorite scarf and stare at it longingly. I just want to feel the chill in the air that requires extra layers of warmth. I like being bundled up and cozy. Right now, a cardigan is still the most I can do, and even then, that feels like too much during different parts of the day.

This new job is definitely different than what I was used to, and most days I can seriously appreciate that. Today is a day where exerting any brain power seems nearly impossible, however. Today I just want to rest. And on top of all else, all I can think about lately are the errands I need to run, the appointments I keep putting off and the upcoming dates that I need to ask off. When really, I just want to be home, have it be chilly outside, I'm in an over-sized sweater sitting on the couch, reading a good book.

Speaking of reading, I've been more active on Goodreads lately, now that I'm finding spaces to read:

Jennifer's Currently Reading List

Black Widow: Red Vengeance
Suicide Squad: The Official Movie Novelization

Jennifer's favorite books »

Jennifer's 2017-2018 List

The Sound and the Fury
Helter Skelter: The True Story of the Manson Murders
To Kill a Mockingbird
Naked Lunch
The Book Thief
Abraham Lincoln: Vampire Hunter
The Art of War
The Color Purple
We Need to Talk About Kevin
Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close
Me Talk Pretty One Day
Iron Man: Extremis
Go Ask Alice
A Mencken Chrestomathy
Autobiography of a Face
On the Road
The Portable Dorothy Parker

Jennifer's favorite books »

Monday, August 28, 2017

Tea by Day, Tea by Night

Tonight, something very depressing happened. I opened my cabinet, pulled down one of my many boxes of tea bags - with a variety of flavors - and discovered that I'm now down to my final bag of chamomile, vanilla and honey tea. It has become my absolute favorite tea to drink at night, and I really don't know what I'm going to make my nighttime routine now.

Sure, I have some leftover sleepy time, but just the thought of only having one more night of my chamomile, vanilla and honey is so depressing.

Tea has always been a large part of my life. As a southerner, I was raised on sweet iced tea. My first experience with warm-brewed tea was both with my grandmother and at a large Mother's Day event at my church years ago.

We did it up, Southern Belle style, that afternoon. All the ladies brought all the women and girls in their life to the church and we got dressed in our cutest clothes (though I refused to wear a dress even then for my mother), and we were served several brews of teas with sugar cubes for taste and small finger sandwiches and small appetizing courses. Honestly, just thinking about that event now makes me wish I was back there. Every brew smelled delicious and was so creamy.

*Sigh.* If I could get a tea company to sponsor either one of my podcasts, I would be a happy girl.

I found a site called Steepster for reviewing teas and getting recommendations. Once I review what I can remember that I've tried, I cannot wait to try more. Add me, if you're there: Happy sipping!

Sunday, July 30, 2017

Natsu Matsuri (Summer Festivals)

I really love summer festivals. Coming from the south, it's one of the few things about the summer heat that is worth bearing, in my opinion.

I think everywhere tries to capitalize on summer festivals, but southern towns really love spring and summer festivals; it's basically what you live for down there. I miss the Geranium Festival in Georgia, and Savannah talked about her Blueberry Festival in Alabama.

Most of the festivals and fairs here are more geared specifically to the arts, and less about the art of festivals, but it's a great chance to get out, meet new vendors and spend some time in the sun. Plus, in Bellevue, the tall skyscrapers and buildings make for a lot more shade.

Savannah and I headed toward a nearby arts festival today - having found out that it was in town just last night. (We also missed a Sailor Moon Day that was apparently happening, but *crosses fingers* I hope it's there next year.)

There were clog dancers, percussionists, tarot and palm readers, painters, glass blowers, jewelry makers, other creatives and fabric sellers... And a lot of food. She got a nice wooden cribbage board, I got a candle that smells like honeysuckle - another nostalgic summertime thing for me - and we bought garlic peppercorn popcorn at a gourmet popcorn stand.

When we were done, we found a really nice place for dinner with a "dinner board." At first I thought the price of $26 was too much, but then they brought out the board...

We stuffed ourselves.

There were blackberries, cherries, raspberries, roasted bread, beet hummus, garbanzo bean hummus, olives, sardines, salami, prosciutto, almonds, cured sausage, cheeses and a "meatloaf" pate.

Now if only I had a backyard with honeysuckle in it.

Friday, July 28, 2017


It's been awhile since I have just talked here. And I think that's been the problem. At some point, this stopped being a blog and became more of just a place where I dumped a bunch of things into. I stopped interacting with other bloggers, and I stopped blogging for the joy of it. There's so much that goes into it now, and people are so concerned about keeping up appearances or "having something to say".

Some days, I think we would be better off with internet 1.0 or 1.5 - the days of Xanga and Livejournal and MySpace journal posts. At least then we shared without the concern of sponsorship or being trendy.

Blogging can go one of two ways: (1) you're either just talking to your readers and discussing your life, as I am now, or (2) you're living up to an aesthetic, or brand, and using it as a portfolio or showcase of your life.

I'm not saying that I was too interested in making this place a portfolio, but I do believe that, over time, it's easy to lose sight of what this place is, and more importantly why it's still here.

I contemplated almost deleting this blog recently, but it struck me this evening that that wouldn't be the best way to go; in fact, I'd most likely regret that decision. What I need to do is get back to the root of blogging - just blogging.

I miss just talking to you all, sometimes about nothing in particular. I miss having a community to talk to. And I miss enjoying blogging. I've been doing it for years, y'all. I remember being 11 and 12-years old, lying about my age so that I could create a Xanga account, and blogging all of the time. I remember following my friends' blogs, I remember meeting new online friends... (Hey Jamilah, if somehow you've found me! I miss you, gurl. Is your wall still covered in J-14 pull-out posters of the Backstreet Boys, Hilary Duff and Justin Timberlake?)

I miss having a space that is my own.

I believe that a blog should be like that feeling when you come home from a long day at work or school, and you get to collapse on your bed for the first time since that morning. It should be cozy and welcoming, and hopefully have people you love.

I guess I say that to say that this is my homecoming. Hello again. I'm sorry it's taken me this long.

Saturday, July 8, 2017

Femme Trash, Episode 1

Along with my current podcast, Within Walking Distance, I am also the co-host to a second podcast, Femme Trash. Check out our first episode now: