Peach Fest 2026 Week

The musical (The Quilters) was a disappointment. 

Fair acting and singing and a strong effort from the cast and crew.

Comfortable, good seats.

The story was LONG and BORING.

There were no named characters. They all played roles in 16 different (quilt) blocks. Telling stories of a life of a family. 16 was way too many. The through-line of quilting wasn't enough to make you connect with the family. Everyone switching roles (no costume switches) -- made for no audience connection to the plight or anyone in particular. 

Anyway, that was my experience. Of course I was happy to go, but the show was almost 3 hours with intermission. Lordy. 

Switching gears today. Peach Fest 2026 begins. I named it on my calendar and the name became official hah! I'm a teeny tiny bit concerned we missed peaches (the farmer's markets pulled out of peaches and started apples this week). But, I'm not driving this activity so I'm having faith she knows what she's doing -- every farm has a little bit different time line. 

(BTW, I'm THRILLED to be a passenger this week. You know I complain about being the activity driver too much.)

I need to buy the rest of the supplies today. 

Then ...

Tuesday: Trip to the farm to purchase the peaches.

Wednesday: Prepping the peaches.

Thursday: Jam and jelly making and canning.

Friday: Ice cream making -- I'm skipping because I can't eat it and hubby doesn't like peaches. 

I have PT this afternoon. I'm curious to know what's what. I have some improvement, but the aching pain comes in the afternoon still. 

I penciled in an Asheville trip for 2 nights leaving Friday or Saturday. On the fence for a number of reasons. It'll be a game day decision based on Peach Fest, family plans, weather, my neck, etc. The push is because I haven't been up in August and my next availability is late September. 

The real question though -- do I WANT to go this weekend? Is there a reason to go? Something I want to enjoy? Not sure about that answer. 

It's a lot of effort for a mountain walk and tea. That said, I'm leaning toward going just because it'll be two months by the time I can get back in September. 

There's a longer conversation in all this -- managing my calendar. It still feels too full, but full with things I want to do. I'm saying 'no' to  things, but I guess not enough. I'm looking for some lulls to enjoy creative time and can't find it. I'm also having a hard time finding time to hike (weather isn't helping). A situation of my own doing ... not sure how to adjust it though. Conversation for another morning when I have more time. 

Hope you're set for a good week. Later gators.

Books, Musical, Color

The author talk was really good. Excellent moderator with good questions. The author was funny and energetic. Turns out I read the book in March and I enjoyed it -- gave it 4.25 stars.

The free talk was so popular that it was moved to a different location to accommodate everyone. The seats were narrow (but comfortable), but were setup with no room between them. It was so tight and I couldn't get in a good position -- it set off my neck for the evening. That was a bummer. Otherwise a really good way to spend an afternoon.

More enjoyment of The Arts today. I'm seeing a musical at our local theater with a quick lunch before. It's SO HOT that I probably won't walk -- it's THAT uncomfortable. Dew point and humidity and temperature. The trifecta of summer misery. Going with the same friend.

COLOR is having a moment. The color flip book from the color analysis finally came and it's much more helpful picking clothes than the little card. Paying attention to what color looks nice on me is surprisingly fun.

I also bought this Japanese book about color pairings. There are multiple volumes. It's an interesting way to put color together in fashion or decor or art. Unexpected combinations that work because of the science of the color wheel. Match that with MY colors and wham -- clothes styling as an art. I'm not at that level, but I'm curious about it.

As fall is on the horizon (can't get here fast enough), I'm looking ahead at what I want from this season. Of course, elections and that's stressful, so I'm leaning hard on balancing that with creativity and the arts. 

Still mulling it around. Projects around the house and garden that tap into creativity. Exploring more local art interests -- museums, art displays, theater productions, art classes. I like intentional planning. 

Saying yes to out-of-the-box stuff. Hosting more casual moments.

I'm also exploring a new path for fitness. Gearing up for qualifying for the hike trip. Pilates to help strengthen and realign my posture. Staying injury free -- pretty, pretty please. Focusing on PT to help with these goals. 

Gretchen Rubin talks about leaning into a season (I think it's her). I don't always do that, but this fall feels like a moment to do a little redefining. September being the second January kind of thing. 

Okay, best get going. I'm giving my body a break today. Balancing exercises, a couple of leg strengthening squat movement (need to be careful on this because my back is tired), and meditation. I think I'll do a little future self visualization -- Fall Edition.

Have a good Sunday. Later gators.

Worth It (!!)

Totally, totally worth it. 

It was such a good evening with friends and conversation. Not as much about the music (hah), but we did touch on it a little.

The meal was spot on. This was decidedly a "ladies" supper and we all enjoyed the end of summer garden flavors. (Pretty please let summer end already -- hottest week set for this week.) I thought I'd have some untouched choices (I made a lot of options), but everything got eaten. It's a good night when people go back for seconds and thirds.

Build your own summer tomato sammie was fun. I served the blended gazpacho in tea cups (from my parent's wedding registry) so you could drink it. Love that kind of delicate touch. It was just enough soup without being too much. I'll do this again. 

One of the ladies made peach cobbler (GF for me) and I made a mascarpone maple whipped cream. I couldn't have the cream, but it was enjoyed. Someone got seconds of just a bowl of the cream hah.

The concert brought out so many friends and it was just a great time with music and people. I love that these free, easy concerts are a mix of young, old, family, friends. It reminds me of how it used to be -- accessible, inclusive, together. Singing to songs we all know, laughing, chatting, people watching. Collective experience, diverse group. Reminds us to like one another. 

Ran into my neighbor earlier in the day and she offered to drive my chair home. So nice and saved me the trouble of dropping my car. No storms in the afternoon, but it got overcast. Much better for walking up.

One round of cleanup last night and just finished the second one this morning. Good leftovers for today. 

The hike was also worth it. Hiked with a core group going on the trip next year (they're all leading it). Face-to-face time to help keep me a bit relevant. Two of the ladies leave today on a Rocky Mountain week of hiking. They're hardcore and I want to join them for some medium hard-ish core someday.

This particular hike is my least favorite of the local hikes, but it gets technical in a few places and that's good practice for me. Otherwise it's convoluted, not very pretty, muggy, buggy -- for some reason it's a favorite for a number of hike leaders. 

Walking to the trailhead.

Hubby will be home this morning.

I have an author talk this afternoon for about an hour. 

Easy day. I didn't get a lot of sleep last night so it'll be an early one tonight. 

Have a good Saturday. Later gators.

Iron and Overthinking

Today is that big, full day I said was building as the week went along. It's not so full that it's too much, it's full of activities that will put strain on my neck. 

Should I have changed this day up? Maybe, but I didn't. 

I did make some better choices for yesterday. I usually do an evening sign waving and I decided not to go to rest my neck. Good choice. 

I keep reminding myself it'll be a good day. Do the PT exercises, take Advil, ice, and I'll be okay. 

While I kept my plans for today, I am modifying things to help. New chair for the concert that's better for my posture. Dropping a car so I don't have to carry said very heavy chair home. Using a different hiking pack this morning. 

Anyway, the furniture came yesterday. I love the look, BUT had no idea that it's made of iron. Heavy as all get back. It feels like a fancy filing cabinet and every touch leaves a fingerprint. Good lord. I didn't even consider looking at the material -- it's always wood or a composite. IRON, Pottery Barn?!? Why??

I hate making a mistake like this -- geez. 

Organizing the closet over the next week or so. Have to work around things-that-bother-my-neck so it'll be a slow roll. I moved them back a little and I'll get a 3x5 rug to sit in front. There's also a strange hook on the back to secure them to a wall and it's preventing them from sitting flush. Maybe I can take off the hooks. They're short and sturdy -- not worried about them tipping over. 

I also made better decision for tomorrow. There's a hike that I pulled out because it's too much after today. I'm going to an author talk in the afternoon and that's all. If I feel well enough, I'll start closet organizing, but I want a slow-roll morning and ease on my neck. (Are you sick of hearing about my neck hah!!)

You know I overthink some things everything. Here's my overthink today. Bare with me as I try to explain.

I want to be someone who hosts. 

I want to gather friends in a fun way.

I want connection. 

Tonight is THAT. I'm Priya Parker-ing the evening. It's a curated group of ladies. It has a purpose and a specificity. 

But am I enjoying it? I don't know. Maybe because of other things going on (hello, neck)??

Here's me being petty. I asked people not to bring things and I'm having to insist too hard that they listen. Otherwise, we'll have WAY TOO much food and the cooking I'm doing will be wasted. I know women like to help, but please just come and enjoy the tomato-themed supper. Someone is bringing a dessert and she insisted. Okay. Pretty please no one else show up with food -- in the name of being helpful, it's actually rude.

Also, per PP event planning, I sent a text and told people to come prepared to defend Piano Man vs Rocket Man (it's the cover band tonight). Choose a side, pick a winner. Some fun tension. Everyone responded in the text -- "I like them both, could never decide." Come on ladies. Also, this was meant to be DISCUSSED, not a text response. 

I'm going to post in the Group Life discussion board after tonight. How do you host like a Group Lifer if guests don't know how to do it and don't LISTEN? I'll see if I can get a better discussion going at the table tonight. 

So I'm overthinking whether this is worth it if it's not actually working out. Is it fun? Can I make it fun? Does it get better with practice? Is there a better way? A simpler way? Is it actually working out, but I'm expecting something too perfect? Questions, no answers. 

Maybe some answers after tonight. I need to overthink about it. 

Best get going -- it's another rushed morning. Just waiting for it to get light to get started. 

Have a good day. Later gators.

Happy Tomatoes

How can finding tomatoes make me so happy?

Hormones, hyper-fixation on something?? I don't know, but it doesn't feel "normal." Nothing else has changed. 50-50 of good and not good, and, yet, I'm totally happy again.

Contemplation for another day. For now, me and lots of tomatoes have a full day ahead. 

The massage was fantastic and my body feels really good. The "wind" died down and no threat of a slip -- thank the lord. I booked another appointment for next month. She said, wow your neck is a mess, but your legs are really strong. Implying, my upper body is weak, which I know since I've barely lifted this past year. 

The neck issue might be a hidden blessing because it's changing my approach fitness (more balanced) and daily activities (form, posture). I'm excited to try pilates as a way to get stronger again. I hope this new path will take my fitness into a stage that will age well. First, I have to heal my neck.

P.S. My closed-eye balance is slowly improving too and my ankles don't hurt from doing it anymore. I have some significant weak areas that I didn't notice. 

I went to bed VERY early last night. I was suddenly super sleepy around 6 o'clock (probably massage related) and I decided not to fight it. 8 hours of great sleep. Up extra early because I had such good sleep. Could also be why my mood feels better. 

I got new running shoes -- another attempt to get things back in form. I'm going to take them for a short, easy run this morning to test them out. They feel different than my last pair with a higher profile. Lordy, I hope I don't trip because they're higher. Always a frustration with running and hiking shoes -- old style isn't available for long. I wonder if I should order a second pair when I find ones that work well.

Waiting on a furniture delivery today. The scheduling email came with the time range BLANK. Good lord. Had to call them AGAIN. Props to Pottery Barn though, they have issues, but the customer service line is easy and you immediately talk to a person. Fingers crossed on the actual delivery. 

Kitchen time today prepping for tomorrow. We're back to a simple-ish evening, but I'm gone most of the day tomorrow so working on it today. Five of us total and that's a good number. Hopefully, no last minute cancelations -- always a possibility with this group.

Have a good day. Feels like a Friday to me. Have to keep it straight. Later gators.

Tomatoes Doing Me Dirty

Prepare for a mood, sponsored by hormones and tomatoes. 

I followed up with the tomato order I sent last week. The stand was stocked on Monday with tomatoes (per notification on social media), but I had already ordered them for Wednesday. Now there aren't any available for Wednesday. "Nothing is ripe." Okay, but I guess you weren't going to tell me?? It's a 40 minute drive to get there. They take orders. I would've gone on Monday and taken those. 

Now I'm on the hunt for good slicing tomatoes since these are the star of my supper menu for Friday. 

It's a wrench in my plans because I don't have the time to drive all over, looking, etc. They need to be ripe enough too. It's like looking for avocados at the last minute -- you can get burned by only green ones available and not enough time to ripen. 

If I can't find what I'm looking for today, I have to pivot the menu for Friday and that's a bunch of work on short order. 

Hubby was right -- simple, easy backfired. I'm trying to be unbothered. This is about gathering ladies together for a fun night of chatting, music, friendship. It's not about a tomato. 

I wish I was this person. 

I try to be this person. 

I'm clearly not.

Little annoyances are popping up all over the place this week too. 

Energy matching energy. 

I'm waiting to hear about the furniture delivery tomorrow. I was supposed to get the time window on Monday, but didn't. I called and "it's coming, you'll have the window by Thursday morning at the latest." Isn't that a little late to know?? So everything is on hold for Thursday. 

All my complaining and today is just about finding tomatoes AND a massage. How is this a horrible day?? Of course, it really isn't, but you know the tomato drama, now let me tell you about the massage saga.

The massage ... she's local, recommended by my hairdresser's chiropractor. I made the first available appointment weeks ago because of the neck pain. I'm looking for a local massage option so I don't always need to go to Asheville. The fact that this is who a chiropractor uses feels like a solid recommendation and worth the drive. 

Here's the catch (warned you it was a mood). My neck isn't ready for a massage (per PT) so I need to exclude neck and upper back. This is the best part and the reason I booked an appointment. She's a one woman show who rents space, gets a babysitter for young children. Can't cancel. I guess it'll be an opportunity to see if she's an option going forward, but the timing isn't good. 

And, in TMI news, my stomach is upset from too much fiber yesterday and I'm a smelly, noisy, wind tunnel this morning. Lord, I hope this ends before the massage -- for both our sakes. It's so bad, I actually dreamt about it. You know when you have a full bladder and you dream about it until it wakes you up ... that was this hah. Can you imagine if I relax and let one rip during the massage?!!? Heaven help me. 

On that lovely image, I'll say goodbye. 

Have a good day. 

Maybe I'll be happily stocked with tomatoes and gas-free by the time I'm back tomorrow.

Later gators. 

Wiggle Room

I was firmly in problem-solving mode yesterday and got a number of worrisome things off my plate.

Spoiler alert -- it all worked out. 

But the same thing happened last night.

Woke up in a panic about EVERYTHING.

This MUST be hormones. Oura ring has been noting my overnight BP is not dropping as usual and that indicates "stress more than usual." Yep, for no reason too. 

Tackling today like I tackled yesterday. There are a number of things that I can't seem to get off my plate. People and businesses not responding. Do better, folks. And, also, not an actual big deal, but my mind is adding it up to a problem -- both are true. 

I'm trying to keep Friday's easy summer supper EASY, but, of course, it's not. At this moment I'm regretting my little idea (hubby guessed I would). But, in the name of an easy gathering, I'm standing strong in SIMPLE. Fingers crossed it all goes well. 

I NEED the tomatoes!!!!!! (One of the businesses not responding.) 

In other news, a very nice pharmacist helped me get my hormone patch (different kind). While I waited, I shopped at CVS. Hello, new body wash, new nail polish for my toes, new nail tools. Sometimes I forget shopping at a store can be fun.

Next shopping experience is for the canning items. I think a Walmart trip is in order. Not sure I can fit it in this week, but I'm going to try. I'd like to get ahead on my list a bit. I think that's where some of the anxiety is coming from -- down to the wire on things with no wiggle room. Wiggle room is the thing that relaxes me the most when I have a lot on my plate. 

On that note, I need to get moving. Have a good day. Later gators.