Oh, art. It’s still a subject that my inner critic loves to talk to me about. And just like this critic made me hesitant to sketch something, I had been procrastinating to try painting. To be honest, I was tired of looking at the acrylic paint kit and the still-cellophane-wrapped canvas 10-pack, and hearing myContinue reading “Trying my hand at acrylic painting.”
Author Archives: Mindy Postoff
Making sourdough bread.
As with most things, I often find I’m late to join the party. It took me forever to join ICQ, only to have most people already moving to MSN Messenger. Then there was MySpace, but I never got on that train. Facebook came out and I held out for about 4 years before finally buckling,Continue reading “Making sourdough bread.”
Getting my daily steps each day for a full year.
Wow. A whole year. This is a memory I added to the list early in the Spring, months after I initially compiled it, when it dawned on me that not only could I actually be able to accomplish such a feat (ha! who doesn’t like a good homophone?!), but it was also something that IContinue reading “Getting my daily steps each day for a full year.”
Tracking the path of Hurricane Mindy.
For those that don’t know, the annual lists of tropical storm names are compiled 6 years in advance. At the beginning of the year, when I was putting together the items on my Memory List, I knew that Mindy was going to be a storm I could track this summer, and that knowledge brought equalContinue reading “Tracking the path of Hurricane Mindy.”
Spending a week at my family’s cottage.
When compiling my list of desired memories for 2021, this was one that I could feel when I jotted it down. My family bought the cottage when I was 13, and it immediately became a weekend destination… every weekend. I have many, many memories of the cottage. They’re good, they’re bad, and yes, some areContinue reading “Spending a week at my family’s cottage.”
Taking a trip to St. Augustine.
I had visited St. Augustine twice before. The first time, budget restrictions kept me in cheap lodgings and sightseeing from the outskirts, because I didn’t want to spend money on entrance fees. The only thing I splurged on was a walking ghost tour. The second time, I walked through the beautiful sand dunes of AnastasiaContinue reading “Taking a trip to St. Augustine.”
Sketching something in my sketchbook.
To some, sketching something might not seem daunting in the slightest. But to me, I would more quickly run a marathon. And there’s such a slim chance that I’m ever going to run a marathon! My inner critic is deafeningly loud when it comes to art. She’s intimidating, and her words cut deep. I didn’tContinue reading “Sketching something in my sketchbook.”
Going go karting.
In some ways, I feel like this is an ode to go karts. My inner child absolutely adores them, but growing up, the activity was rather cost-prohibitive, so I rarely got to enjoy go karting. That’s why it was so easy to add this to my Memory List. There isn’t much else in this worldContinue reading “Going go karting.”
Designing and wearing my own T-shirt.
A couple years ago, a friend asked me an extremely innocent question, but wow, did it unleash an unexpected response. “Do you own any non-Automattic shirts?” Automattic has been my employer for about 6 years (my anniversary is coming up on July 1st), and one of the perks is that we can get our handsContinue reading “Designing and wearing my own T-shirt.”
Gambling in a casino.
Although I enjoy the rush of a win, I’m not a big gambler. I’ve gone to casinos and literally not spent a dime because I knew my chances of winning weren’t good. My mom enjoys the casino, and I enjoy going with her, because we have so much fun together when the slot machine givesContinue reading “Gambling in a casino.”
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