Friday Flotsam


Friday Flotsam Cake

I baked a cake! Not because it’s Friday. It was my dad’s birthday last week, so I took my fears by the horn (frosting?) and got after it. They popped through town (my parents, not the frosting) for a few days on their way to Branson. However, I suspiciously think they mainly came to visit IKEA. We got an IKEA. Wait, is it just Ikea? Or IKEA? Hold on let me look.

Okay I looked and it’s IKEA. So, for once in my life I’m not actually screaming at you. YAY! I mean yay.

So, the cake. I haaaave to admit, I en . . . enj . . . ahem, enjoyed it? I KNOW, I KNOW. Let’s just clap and hug and cry and sing kumbaya together. And eat cake. It’s Martha’s, but instead of water I added coffee. OooooOOOOoooo. And I also sprinkled toasted coconut on the frosting. OOoooooooOOOOOOooo.

Friday Flotsam Stove

You guys, I have so much gas. Wait, no. I mean, I just got a new gas stove! Sorry for the confusion.

Except for the fact that I’m not at all and will never be sorry for the confusion.

I’ve had electric basically my entire life, so I’m thrilled to finally get gassy!

Aren’t I such a gas?

I’m done.

Friday Flotsam Chiminea

So this time next week I’ll be speaking at a local blog conference, Chopped. I say speaking, I’m on a panel discussing Instagram. So if you guys come to the conference, you have to ask me questions. I’m a little nervous, so let’s practice! Ask me anything. Anything about Instagram.

Wait! Let me reapply my deodorant real quick. Okay, I’m ready.

Hold on, my hair’s falling out of its topknot. Okaaaaay aaaaand ready.

I’m ready.


You’re gone.

Friday Flotsam Hangers

Speaking of IKEA (not yelling), I’ve decided that my grand new hobby is transferring all of our millions of white wire hangers to clean wooden hangers. Woo hoo! So far, I hate it. I don’t hate the hangers, oh no, they’re gorgeous. They can make a ratty holey black tank top from Goodwill look like something out of Gwyneth Paltrow’s closet. But, okay, I didn’t think this through. These hangers are like, three times thicker than my wire hangers. So the right side of my closet, the wooden hanger side, is very evenly spaced, clean, organized, and makes me flash my sorta pearly whites ear to ear.

But the left side of my closet, the wire hanger side, is JAM-PACKED AND SCRUNCHED UP WITH ORPHAN CLOTHING, DOGS HOWLING, CAR WRECKS, MARRIAGES AND LIVES FALLING APART. (that time I was yelling) I’m running out of room! I need to figure something out.

But I’m not going to put that on you right now.

Friday Flotsam Field Flowers

Now that you’re completely stressed out, I’ll make it up to you by leaving you with some peaceful field flowers. I would, hands down, take native grasses (AKA weeds. Hi, remember?) and wild flowers over a bouquet of roses any day. They’re so free! A little messy. Spindly. Whimsical. With a few bugs on them. Oh no. Are they gross? Crap. I’ll get back to you on this.

Get yo’ weekend!

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10 Responses to Friday Flotsam

  1. Sune Moolman October 17, 2014 at 3:01 am #
    I'm so jealous that you're rolling with gas now. Can't wait to see the goodies you're gonna make. Also, that cake looks deeeelicious!
  2. Nicki October 17, 2014 at 9:17 am #
    I refuse to ever cook on an electric stove, ever since I've lived in multiple apartments with gas since 2008. It's AMAZING. (I'm sad there were no baby pics in this post! Why do you think some of us visit your blog? Sheesh...)
    • Bev Weidner October 17, 2014 at 9:24 am #
      I know!! I'm trying to give everyone a baby break. Do you think 15 seconds is long enough?
  3. Liz October 17, 2014 at 9:44 am #
    I just LOVE (yes yelling it loud) you!! Your writing and your ig account make me happy on the daily! So much good and funny and cute all rolled into one....or would that be two...I don't know! Anyway, since no babies graced this post I best head over to ig for my fix!
  4. Ashley October 17, 2014 at 11:05 am #
    When my husband and I bought our first ever home six months ago, they had installed a brand new flat top electric stove. It took me .2 seconds to ask our realtor to secure the receipt for said purchase and beg my dad to install a gas line. My beautiful gas stove is pretty much my favorite thing in the house. Except my broiler has gone out on it? Anyone know why a broiler would stop working in a gas stove? Good job on the cake, Bev!
  5. Lindsay @ The Live-In Kitchen October 17, 2014 at 2:25 pm #
    I'm looking forward to meeting you at Chopped next week! Don't be nervous about the panel, I'm pretty sure everyone there already loves you anyways. If it makes you more comfortable you should hold a guitar the whole time but never play it. See if anyone asks you about THAT.
  6. Jess October 18, 2014 at 11:06 am #
    Glad I'm not the only one obsessed with IKEA's wooden hangers. They make my closet happy.
  7. Kelly Kiernan October 18, 2014 at 8:16 pm #
    I just read several (more than one, but not, like, ten) to my FIYANSAY. And.... HE LOVE THEM and laughed at all the right parts! I showed him the pix on my big screen Imac as I read aloud. I needed to read them aloud because he skips over stuff (I have seen this) and I did not want him to miss anything. I have made many of your posted recipes and they are all wonderful. I made the jalapeno poppers from your farm blog ( I really loved that one and the gorgous pix and read it aloud to the F). They came out great, but my palm burned the whole next day after handling the peppers. I swear that was all I "handled" that night. Okay, talked to much and you're slightly scared. Sorry.
  8. Carol at Wild Goose Te October 20, 2014 at 5:09 pm #
    Happy belated birthday to your Dad. Congrats on your gas stove. And isn't life just like your Friday blog a mish mash of almost unrelated aspects of life. Ha1
  9. Jamie | Jamie's Recipes October 21, 2014 at 8:25 pm #
    Eep! Excited to hear you speak on Friday! And excited to go overboard at IKEA.

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