June 30, 2010 at 12:42 pm (Birmingham, Bringing home the bacon, Obey Your Masters, oh so meta)
Dear blog readers who remain loyal and devour every new Daily Tannenbaum post when or if they happen,
I have been cheating on you.
It may seem like I am not blogging, but in fact I am.
I’ve been writing at another blog. It’s on the USMS (United States Masters Swimming) website.
It’s called “Too Neurotic to Be Suitably Aquatic” and it’s all about my swim workouts and the music selections I play at the pool.
If you would like to see where I’ve been moonlighting, you can go to the website, but I warn you that it’s full of passionate swimmers, and strange emoticons, and nobody there calls me “Noelle.”
While we’re at it, I might as well make some other confessions.
- My copy of Stay is still on hold for me at Oblong Books. I have not yet read it, despite considering myself a hard-core Allie Larkin / Greenists fan.
- I don’t think I’ve read your blog lately, unless it was about swimming. I feel guilty about trying to break into a new cadre of bloggers while ignoring you, my dear old friend.
- I make the excuse that my 2-hour commute is wiping me out, but in reality, it’s a 1 hour-45 minute commute.
- Last night, I meant to organize my finances, but I went sailing instead.
- My job doesn’t pay me enough to live on, and I have to get a second job. I would like a job where I work from home, be myself, not have a crazy boss, and possibly write books. I think that means I have to make money by using the internet, but I am at an impasse on how exactly to do that.
- I meant to make money off of this blog, and now there appear to be ads on it, but I didn’t put them there, and I don’t think I’m earning anything from them. If anything, this is all costing me money. I am scared that there are people out there who have figured it out, but I should be smarter than them.
- Am I too old to work as a waitress for the first time?
- That was bullet point wasn’t really a confession as much as a rhetorical question.
- I changed my Facebook status to “In an open relationship” which means that I finally gave into Birmingham’s charms again, but this time I’m the one who’s not ready to commit.
- It’s been so long since I’ve blogged, I wrote this post as a new page instead of a new post, and then freaked out when I couldn’t find it and I thought I lost my draft. (That also explains where this post went, which I thought I lost many months ago!)
Almost on a daily basis, I wish it was 2006 again.
6 Comments
June 20, 2010 at 9:09 am (Uncategorized)
If I may flash back a moment to the time when this blog was all about things to do in the Hudson Valley, because I have something I want to share. Full disclosure: I’m not being paid anything to promote this event, but I am volunteering to promote this event, and I’m blatantly using this blog to get word out about this event. I hope that in the meantime I may also provide an ounce of entertainment or education to those of you who come here on a regular basis.
On Sunday, July 17, The Poughkeepsie Farm Project is hosting an event called “A Seat At The Table.” Let me give some back story: The Poughkeepsie Farm Project is a really cool local nonprofit that combines farm, food and community. Located across the street from the Vassar College campus, this working farm is used to educate children, and adult volunteers. The produce from the farm is available to CSA shareholders, and 25% of the bounty is made available to low-income members of the community through a Food Share program. They also run a farmer’s market on Fridays on Main Street in Poughkeepsie, which is enough to make this girl want to play hooky at least once a week. (I work really far away from where I live.)
This event on the 17th is a fundraiser to support the farm’s efforts, and it’s super cool. The meal will be catered by The Artist’s Palate, a fantastic place located just a few blocks from the Poughkeepsie Farm Project’s Farmers Market on Main Street. The kicker is that the dinner will be served directly in the field at a table set for 80. Not only is dinner al fresco, but many of the ingredients will be gathered inches from where diners are seated. When a farmer says “this food came from my farm,” all you have to do is look around you to know that it’s true. The dinner is BYOP, Bring Your Own Plate, symbolic of the truth that every diner is bringing something to the table.
I had the pleasure of eating at the Artist’s Palate once over a year ago, and it was fantastic. At the time, I was still a vegetarian, and I had a meal made from mostly local greens, that was so good, I wondered why anyone would ever want to eat anything else. The desserts were to die for as well. I also love that the restaurant has shown dedication to helping the community through donations and charity work, and buying most of their materials and ingredients from a 70-mile radius. It’s not easy, running a business in the heart of the City of Poughkeepsie, which is still working on its revival.
For more information on this event, or to purchase a ticket, you can go to The Poughkeepsie Farm Project website, or call 845-473-1415. I look forward to telling you how it went, but wouldn’t you just rather be there yourself?
3 Comments
June 2, 2010 at 7:30 pm (Eat your veggies)
Tags: "fad diets"
Must create new post quickly, lest everyone think oil spills are taking up my every waking thought… Let me tell you about my latest “lifehack.” Since I re-entered the meat eating world, I’ve been giving myself a bit of a free pass to eat whatever, whenever. Each second helping gets justified with “I swam this morning,” each donut with “I did 15 push-ups last night.” Yes, I am getting faster and stronger, but I’m not losing any weight, and I’m not feeling more energetic.
I am trying to see if I can hold myself accountable in the month of June. So instead of going cold Turkey from my favorite foods, I labeled some post-it flags with “cupcake,” “hard ice cream,” “soft ice cream,” “fast food,” “donut,” “hot dogs,” “chocolate,” “cupcake,” “soda,” and “other.” Then I put them on my calendar. I get one of each a month.
I told Birmingham about the “9 items of decadence” plan yesterday, because we’re trying together to take up less space. He stammered a little. “But, but, but there’s THIRTY DAYS in June, and that’s only NINE THINGS. What are you going to do the other TWENTY-ONE days????” I don’t know. Drink, I guess. I am a little freaked out that I already used up “soda.” And there’s some leeway. “Chocolate” is only for items over 100 calories, the post-workout tootsie roll (or three) does not count. I have a bet with myself to see if “other” is going to be takeout Chinese or an entire pie.
At the end of the month, my swim season ends, and it’s back to being a vegetarian. I fear it’s going to be harder than ever before, and June’s going to be the test of how hard. Thank goodness we’re in the throes of farmer’s market season, because any amount of spinach is OK on the June post-it note diet.
5 Comments
