Not of the world, but of the time when grocery stores will stop bagging my purchases in plastic sacks. It’s coming, faster than we thought. And I’m not opposed to the move. Sure, it will save grocery stores money, but it will also produce less waste and start curtailing the microplastics which are now becoming an environmental problem.
The problem is … me.
Long ago, when we shopped at Fresh and Easy, we used our reusable cloth sacks to ferry our groceries to and fro. But when the store closed, we stopped.
We started up again at the beginning of the year by bringing a crate into Sprouts to lug everything into the house in one trip. But our main trip to the store, we relied on the plastic bags.
Now they are going away.
We thought we’d be proactive and purchase some reusable bags and they worked great. Fewer bags, fewer trips between the car and house. Too bad half the time we forget to bring them into the store.
Ah, well, we do have a year or so to train ourselves into the habit. And given the hubbinator’s rush out to the car, while I checked out of the store, we may need the time.
It’s the beginning of summer, time for those vacation reads to start.
I’m beginning the heat wave with two books: The Sinking of the Eastland, America’s Forgotten Tragedy and a new cozy mystery series Murder with Lemon Tea Cakes.
What’s on your reading App?
To those of us living in the US, today is Memorial Day. A day to remember those who made the ultimate sacrifice in the name of freedom.
A lonely American flag is placed in the midst of unmarked tombstones
Thank you to all those who’ve served in the name of democracy and freedom.
I’ll be with Vijaya Schartz signing my books and admiring the creativity at Phoenix Fan Fusion (formerly Phoenix Comicon) on May 23rd through May 26th. FMI
We’ll be in Artist Alley table A404.
Signings are always part fun and part fear. But then I meet some amazing people and make some awesome connections.
So stop by and say hi.
I hope to see some of you there!
is doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. Yeah. I do that except I call it perservence.
Not for everything. I mean, I’m not crazy. But I definitely do it for cooking, specifically Chinese food. And I’m not even talking the intricate dishes. I’m talking stirfry.
Stirfry. Which is just stirring food at a high temperature while cooking it and adding seasonings.
Yeah, can’t do it. Tried it last night. Tasted like dirt. I think it was the ginger, but I’m not sure. I mean like like gingersnaps and sauerbrauten, but fresh ginger… not so much.
The hubbinator shuddered when he ate it. I just spit it out. Then we went and picked up food from our favorite Mexican/Asian fusion place up the road-Chino Bandito.
It is at this point that I usually swear off trying to cook anything Asian again. But then I think… maybe if I took a class, I would be better at it. Then I taste the goop I made last night and think probably not.
Ah, well. There’s always next month.
Until next time!
Most of us have heard the saying, we learn more from our failures than our successes. In fact, I’d argue that most genre fiction starts with a failure.
A mystery starts with the police failing to either capture or identify the right suspect in a murder (and the murder itself is a failure of good to triumph over evil).
A scifi that starts off with humans leaving Earth to colonize a new world because the old one can’t sustain us any longer.
A romance that starts with a broken relationship creating a chasm that prevents us from connecting to one another.
Failure is always an option.
And failure is the usual outcome.
What ultimately defines us as a person and society is how we deal with failure. Was Apollo 13 a failure or a success? Was Amelia Earhart’s last flight a failure or a success? Was Thomas Edison’s 1999 wrong ways to make a lightbulb a failure or success? Who among us walked across the room on our first try at walking?
Maybe failure is only failure when we or those that follow us give up.
Until next time!