Another week and weekend, gone in a flash. I feel like I did accomplish a few things, though. And you will be glad to know I was able to fish out my roof receipt. It was just where I thought it would be: with my tax documents from 2020. Thank God for small miracles and my ability to file important documents in a place they can be located quickly. It’s just the procrastination that gets me.

I also washed a blanket I was told to never wash and I have ruined it forever. I have washed it before, but I now know there’s an enormous difference between hand wash and delicate cycles. FAAFO.

While I’m on the subject of washing…men reading, feel free to exit. You won’t have any input here. Going once, going twice….

Ok. Maybe they heeded my advice. Maybe not.

So I see an ad today from Thirdlove that says your bras aren’t supposed to have birthdays.

Wait. What? I know for a fact I have bras that are every bit of four years old. I only throw them out when the underwire pokes out. And even then, I don’t want to! I wish I could sew a stitch and I’d fix them up. Bras are EXPENSIVE! Last ones I bought were $75!! I feel like this is a marketing ploy to sell more bras. Now, maybe if you only had one or two and you were wearing them constantly, yes, I could see where they’d be toast in a year. But I have several I rotate through. And that’s something else, we’re not supposed to wash them very often to preserve the integrity of the elastic and straps and everything. So, how often do y’all wash? It’s hard to keep up with on mine, so generally I wait until the deodorant stains are looking grimy. I would say, minimum, every four wears. Probably less in the summer. And what a production it is to wash the dang things. Who actually has time to hand wash anything?? I fasten the clasp, throw them in on the delicate cycle, and hope for the best. I have a friend who washes them on normal, but in a bag. Which calls to mind the old days of Grandmother washing my stuffed animals in a pillowcase. Same concept, but now we have a fancy, more porous bag. But do y’all pretreat or spray something under the arms? I ask because I don’t feel that mine are coming clean. And I’m too lazy to scrub.

Other than that, I’ve led a drama free existence over here today. I did do something I’ve never done before. Wait. Two somethings. First thing was I didn’t soak my soup beans overnight. I forgot I wanted them. So I did the quick soak, where you almost boil them, then cut the heat and let them sit an hour, then cook them. It seems to have worked just fine. Of course, as much salt that’s in them from the ham hock, anything would taste just fine. The other new thing was I cooked a steak in the air fryer. I’m gonna hafta modify my method some, but it was edible, so all in all I’m pretty happy. That air fryer is perfect for me since I don’t like using the microwave and it’s way more cost effective than using my oven. Especially for just me.

My dog is asleep on me so I won’t be getting supper anytime soon.

I wish I could think of something else to tell y’all. But I’m gonna get back to my book. This one is the first one that’s held my attention in ages.

Love and beans in Appalachia,

~Amy