3/26/20

We went grocery shopping for my parents the other day, it was strangely normal and at the same time not, seeing lists of sold out items upon entry, posted occupancy limits, worried that we wouldn’t be able to get them what they needed, the simple things they asked for. Worried that the other shopper next to me was getting too close, gloves, no gloves, watching how people touched stuff, and how some seemed so unconcerned.

Tomorrow is my last day of regular work, before the Stay Home order goes into effect and there are times I’m not even sure I’m completely comprehending this, any of it, so much is happening. Lately when it’s quiet and I can fully sink into the reality of it all, I get scared, sometimes letting myself worst case things, sometimes dismissing the seriousness, sometimes just going from moment to moment. I don’t know if it will be ok, I hope so, I really hope so, and that’s probably where a lot of us are at right now.

I’ve been debating putting my little shop on hold. On one hand it’s amazing that I can continue with minimal disruption, possibly even apply more focus to it, virtual marketplaces and online communities are incredible. But, in the same breath I worry about the postal workers, and the health and safety of all the critical workers having any unnecessary burden created by me or adding extra stress on already over stressed people and systems during this stressful time. Keeping up an “everything is normal” attitude when it is absolutely not, guilt in asking you my beautiful friends to put your money in my hands during uncertain times, feeling like a frivolity in a time of necessity. I just don’t know.

But, I do know making things makes me unbelievably happy, so I will always be a maker, even if I’m not always selling, and the idea that people like the things I make enough to want to buy them is humbling, I appreciate and adore everyone one of you. 💕

Right now, for today I’m open, and I’ve put a few handmade treats in the shop for anyone who would like one and for those that don’t, this is just a cute little chocolate bun on a Thursday afternoon. 💕

living easy

I’ve always made pancakes from scratch, mostly because that’s how my mom showed me and that’s how I taught Lex. But I’ve noticed something happening over the years, we were having less and less pancake meals, and I was really missing them. It seemed such a hassle to drag out all the ingredients, mix & measure, and stand at the stove flipping cakes for years, then the other day while at Costco I saw a 10lb bag of pancake mix, I bought it ..I’m not saying I’ll never make pancakes from scratch again (because oatmeal pancakes with butter, peanut butter and syrup are the stuff) but I love that I can mix & griddle up a single cake in about minute on a lazy afternoon! Not sure why I never thought to buy a ready made mix before or why this revelation/experiment started with an unmanageable industrial food service sized 10lb bag, but here we are and it’s kind life changing.

So to commemorate my new pancakes all day everyday lifestyle, I’ve made some little from scratch, dime sized warm buttery pancakes with syrup and popped them in the shop!

Also a little restock of the yarn sniffer badges, because I’m keeping my face buried in all the yarn. It’s been a pickling and fermented foods/drinks kind of month here and literally everything else smells like some combination of hops, vinegar, dill and garlic. Sorry if you bump into me, because I’m 86% brine at the moment (Jason’s at least 47% beer, but will say he’s only about 13% haha). Also, also you know how everyone’s house has a smell, along with their belongs (like my mom or sister will give me something and eyes closed I can tell which is which just by smell ..not bad smells, just their smells) and I have always wondered what is our smell, I’m not entirely sold on being the fricken pancake pickle beer house!?! …I mean maybe that’s no so bad?