Chapters 293 & 294: Major & Minor
Hope you’re all having an excellent start to your week!
So, part of college is deciding what subject you want to major in. Or in some cases, two subjects you want to pursue a career in. Or one main subject, and two lesser subjects. Or one main subject, and an another, lesser subject. That’s known as a “major/minor”, and that is what I am currently planning to decide upon this year.
And what am I planning to major/minor in you ask? Psychology, with a minor in Creative Writing.
I’ve been interested in Psychology for years, so it just seems like the natural course to take in my studies. I want to help people as much as possible, and learning about what makes a person ‘tick’ is a really interesting concept to me. And as many of you know, I love to write, and so I think minoring in Creative Writing is an excellent choice.
So, what is/was your major/minor in college/university? Why did you choose it? Is your current career in that field, or something similar?
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International Yarn Bombing Day: Twisted stitchers unite
International Yarn Bombing Day is here, and a large number of sew and sews in Ridgefield, Connecticut have stepped up to the plate spreading the love, and the wool, throughout their town.
I first wrote about Yarn Bombing, also known as Knitting Graffiti, back in April when a few tiny knitted swatches were found on tree branches in a nature preserve in Weston, Conn. Well, Ridgefield, the land of twisted stitchers, has taken fabric tagging to a new level.
A big shout out to Nancy O’Connell, owner of nancy o, a yarn shop and gift store in Ridgefield. Nancy drew attention to yarn handiwork in January when she got behind a project to make green and white scarves for families in Newtown following the Sandy Hook shooting tragedy. Now she’s one of the behind-the-scenes instigators for International Yarn Bombing Day, encouraging the colorful fabric tags that are marking the sidewalks of Ridgefield and the suburban landscape.
Kudos to all the Yarn Bombers out there who have added a touch brightness to the world.
- 10 Ambitious Yarn Bombing Projects (mentalfloss.com)
- Yarn Bombing (slowlifestill.wordpress.com)
- How to yarn bomb (wavynettles.wordpress.com)
- Yarn Bombing (yearforyarn.wordpress.com)
Recipe Reveal: Dishin’ up cicadas
Posted in Cooking by patriciagay
Crunch, crunch, yum, yum, Cicada-licious! —Radiolab.org photo
Cicadas are much more than loud, annoying insects that rear their red-eyed heads above ground once every 17 years. A good source of protein, cicadas can also be transformed into tasty snacks, hearty meals, and delicious desserts.
When you get lemons, make lemonade, so when you get cicadas, why not make cicada dumplings or cicada rhubarb pie?
Chocolate covered cicadas. Bet you can’t eat just one. —Sodahead photo
Yes, I know I complained about cicadas in a previous blog post. But since them, I’ve written a newspaper article about them and spoken to a number of cicada enthusiasts. While I’m still not a convert myself, I’m fearing the little buggers less and less. They haven’t arrived in Connecticut yet, but they will soon.
The Cicadamaniacs have created a recipe brochure called Cicada-licious, Cooking and Enjoying Periodical Cicadas, which offers up a bunch of tempting recipes for cicada treats.
It contains good tips about cicadas, how to find the yummy ones, and how to properly prepare the delightful morsels for human consumption. Oh, I can hardly wait! Get the water boiling.
Here are a few recipes from Cicada-licious that sound especially yummy: Chocolate Covered Cicadas, Cicada Dumplings, El Chirper Tacos, Emergence Cookies which look like cicadas emerging from the mud, and Cicada Rhubarb Pie.
Will I actually make any of these recipes if I come across some cicadas? Stay tuned.
Chocolate Covered Cicadas
- Cicada sex fest 2013 is here (guardianlv.com)
- U.S. braces for ‘Swarmageddon’ as billions of cicadas expected to emerge after 17 years underground (news.nationalpost.com)
- In Print: Cooking With Cicadas (cenblog.org)
- If You Can’t Beat ‘Em, Eat ‘Em (washington.cbslocal.com)
There are billions of searches done on the internet each day, leading people directly to websites and blogs. If you play your cards right and use the right keywords and tags you likely will get a lot of hits.
For example, I work for a Connecticut newspaper and a few years ago one of our sister papers ran a very simple photo of a rainbow on its website. The photo quickly got thousands of hits.
More recently, a rather ordinary little story merely mentioned the word “unicorn” and it too got thousands of quick hits.
Lesson learned? If you want to get a lot of hits on your blog, mention rainbows or unicorns. Seems that simple.
- My Unicorn Is Kind of a Pain in the Ass (lorcadamon.com)
- Unicorn Facts. (hopingforcourage.wordpress.com)
In the midst of winter, I found there was within me an invincible summer. —Albert Camus
PJ_BlogPhotoHi everyone and welcome. I’m Patricia Gay, an award-winning journalist in the greater New York City area. I’ve been there, done that and bought the T-shirt. And then I sold the T-shirt to buy a standing-room-only ticket to A Chorus Line. As the assistant editor and writer for a Connecticut newspaper, no story is too big or too small. Whether it’s Superstorm Sandy or Christopher Plummer’s reaction to winning the Oscar, you name it, I’ll write about it. I have a passion for theater, film, the culinary arts, and fun. So stop in, have a look around and let’s talk.
May Day: May 1, 1985
No running around maypoles for me that day. I was too busy sweating, begging for relief, and crying “May Day, May Day.”
My membranes had ruptured a week earlier and contrary to what “people say” when your water breaks it does NOT mean you are in labor and will be giving birth momentarily.
When the flood gates broke (unfortunately while I was in bed), my husband grabbed my carefully prepacked travel bag which contained everything from a brand new soft bathrobe to a clock, and we fled post haste to the hospital. My doctor unveiled the bad news, I was “not ready.” But what about those pains I was feeling every now and again? No, he said, those were not contractions, when I had REAL contractions I would know it.
So I waited at home. Seven long days. And I learned things I did not want to learn. Continue reading