So We Come To The End

Sorry everybody, but, it’s come to this. I don’t have the time to write the Granny Cart anymore.

I’m not leaving the Internet, I’m still embarrassing myself in public in several locations– like on Twitter, Flickr and over at the Garden–but I just haven’t figured out a way to do it all anymore. I used to have two hours before I went to work in which I could write and think and cogitate, but now I’m up-and-attem every morning, fighting the incoming commuters at Grand Central like a salmon swimming upstream before I used to even be out of bed. And then, when I get home, I have no interest in sitting in front of the computer anymore.  I’ve gotten to a point where I’m happy just sharing my life with my husband and family and fighting the good fight for my job. In short, I’m happy.

The Granny Cart was, in many ways, born out of anger and frustration with the limitations of my job at Forbes. It was an outlet. I guess I don’t need an outlet anymore.  But then again, you never know. Perhaps I’ll soon find the world of plants and flowers and giant pumpkins stultifying, and you’ll find me back here, writing about finance and politics.  You just never know.

In the meantime: Be well, eat well, live well. It’s been quite the ride.

xoxo

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Idiomatic

I’m still behind the eight ball, busy as a bee and have too much on my plate. I’m snowed under, swamped and have too many irons in the fire!

I’m also at a loss for (good) words (or maybe I’ve used them all up at work)!

The Nose Knows

Any regular reader of Cute Overload (And yes, I’ll admit it, I’m one of them. I mean, how’s a girl supposed to get through a day without the occassional Corgi-in-a-swing?) knows that the most delightful part of any animal is its nose, and that chickens are awesome.  And so, without further ado, I present you with the noses and beaks (and some sheep in spandex, because, I mean, how could you not take a picture of sheep in spandex?) of the Columbia County Fair.

Never Bite The Hike That Feeds You

It was Isaac’s birthday on Sunday.

I had to give him his birthday present a month early so that I would have a kayaking friend up in the Adirondacks.  So for his actual birthday I declared it an Isaac-gets-to-do-whatever-he-wants weekend. Lucky for me that meant kayaking, lamb burgers and a really nice hike.

12th Street

I started a little project that will soon be coming to an end.

When we moved our offices into the Forbes building a few months ago I was shocked by how beautiful West 12th Street is.