They say life happens while you’re busy making plans. I haven’t been making plans, but life has been happening and time has been relentless. My last post on this blog was never published – I penned it a day or two after Russia’s invasion of Ukraine. I believe it began “Scared. Sad.
Well, that was fun. I made it **roughly** a week before completely bombing my February challenge. I think I challenged myself to post every day, only to realize that it isn’t as important to post as it is to actually WRITE. The habit of writing is far more important than the publishing
Before I begin, I first need to address the smear vs. schmear situation. If you google this technique, both will names show up in the search. So for purposes, I am using “schmear” because it is far more fun to say, and seems more authentic. So there ya go. So the SCHMEAR.
Ok, ok. I missed a day (or two) of my February writing challenge. The weekend was a bit more than I anticipated (helllllo, Shirt Factory) and I was dead to the world after brunch on Sunday. Monday I spent in the barn with my sick horse and then napping with the babe
This post was written May 15th, 2021, just a few weeks before Roux arrived. I was too scared to post this for fear of making my true feelings known – to sit in judgement by others. I publish this as a testament to the feelings once had, and evidence that as it
It’s 9:52 pm (always this ridiculous obsession with time now that I have a daily challenge) and we just finished barn chores. It’s freezing and we spent the last hour trying to clean stalls and push the wheelbarrow through over a foot of snow. I had so many ideas for a blog
We are Scott and Al, the brains and brawn behind this blog. We've been writing for 10 years together, chronicling our adventures in DC and WNY, our love of food and drink, reinventing our farmhouse, and now our journey as new parents!