How I refinished my childhood dresser: a story just 7 years in the making. Experience 48.

Once upon a time a little girl had a dresser. That dresser was green, but the little girl wanted it to be a bright garish shade of yellow, the better to match her bright floral wallpaper (hey, it was the seventies). So a bright garish yellow dresser she had. Only, sadly, the yellow was a shade too far (in more ways than one) and the drawers got stuck in the dresser. A lot. So when the girl grew a little older and went off into the world she left the garish yellow sticky-drawered dresser behind. Who wants sticky drawers out in the world, after all?

But that wasn’t the end of the dresser. No, after a number of years the girl and her mother hatched a plan to refinish the dresser. To strip it down and make it pretty again! They would be green! They would be sustainable! This before it became a trend. The girl and her mother were ahead of their time. Continue reading

The Happy Place. Experience 47.

For the second Friday in a row, I rose at o-dark-hundred. This time instead of running for two hours before work, I volunteered at the Central United Methodist Church’s A-SPAN Ministry to the Homeless. A-SPAN, Arlington Street People’s Assistance Network, provides a variety of services to the homeless in Arlington, VA. CUMC helps out by, among other things, providing a hot meal one morning a week. The breakfast offers a brief refuge as well as a place for A-SPAN to connect with Arlington’s homeless and get them much-needed services.

My partner-in-crime was Amanda, co-worker, friend, birthday girl, and volunteer
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Dragons on the Chesapeake – Experiences 43-46

My latest adventures took me to Chesapeake Beach and North Beach, MD, two lovely little towns on the western side of the Chesapeake Bay, just an hour from the DC area, give-or-take (more if you essentially make a U-turn when you’re 10 miles from the beach then drive almost half way back to DC before you realize what you’ve done. I’ll let you guess how I came by that fine morsel of knowledge). Illustrious partners-in-crime Charlie and Anne bought a house there a few years ago and my promises to visit (read: self-invites) had yet to pan out when the prospect of a weekend full of new experiences finally tipped the
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My Sweet New (Free!) Bike Bell – Experience 42.

What?! Two blog posts in one day?!

Just a quick one, to share my delight in my recent acquisition of a free! bell for my bicycle.

I was nearing the end of a nice long run on a local running and biking trail on Saturday when I passed group manning a table offering up free bicycle bells. Only if you had a bike, mind you.

I’ve never had a bike bell. I know! I can’t believe it either.

You know I like free.

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Linguine with Cashew Cream, Greens, and Beans – Fact or Fiction, Part 2 – Experience 40

Yes, that’s right, 40! I’m doing pretty well with the experiencing side of things, not so well with the blogging (hence the sizable gap between 27 and 39). I hope to catch up soon, but have another busy week ahead (alas, that pesky having to work for a living thing).

On the heels of testing one recipe from Barbara O’Neal‘s The All You Can Dream Buffet, I thought I’d try another. The prior recipe that I made was Super Easy Streusel Cake (which my co-workers liked! success!). Another recipe that caught my interest was for a non-dairy variation on Fettuccine Alfredo. Note my distinct avoidance of the term vegan. Which this recipe is. I think sometimes people get scared off by the label, even though lots of delicious things that many people enjoy eating all the time are vegan (see, e.g., salsa and guacamole and hummus). I don’t eat a lot of meat but am neither vegan nor vegetarian. But I love veggies and enjoy making and eating dishes of both varieties. Continue reading

Super Easy Streusel Cake – Fact or Fiction? — Experience 39.

Oh dear. I’ve fallen well behind in my new experience chronicles and will soon resort to desperate measures to catch up. (At which point I will determine what number experience this is.  Update: I figured out it is 39.  woo hoo!)

You might think that a week-long staycation would afford ample opportunity for me to catch up. You would be wrong.

Case in point, it’s over an hour past my usual bedtime the night before I return to a very busy, meeting-packed week and I’m up waiting for a homemade treat for my co-workers to finish baking.

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