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A Week in Photos: 2025, Part 9

March 10, 2025

Monday, February 24: Mr. Karen has gotten quite good at making Chicago-style deep dish pizza. Lately he’s been doing small ones in a cast iron skillet as that’s just about the right amount for the two of us.

Small cast iron pan with a fresh baked pizza in it, sitting on top of a harvest gold electric stove. A hand covered in a blue oven mitt is reaching for the handle of the pan.

Tuesday, February 25: Bit of a sloppy day out on the slopes; spring is coming.

Self portrait in my ski gear, standing on a run with a lift over my shoulder on the left and two snowboarders heading down the misty slope behind me. My helmet, goggles, jacket, and neck gaiter are dotted with slushy bits of snow.

Wednesday, February 26: Back out skiing again. Just misty on this day, not snowing wet snow. When lifties have a slow day, they sometimes build snow sculptures and/or update their whiteboard with trivia questions/brain teasers. This lift had a snowperson with green hair. It also had two closing times listed, which is a bit confusing. (I was able to get a picture from the front of the lift line as the chair had stopped temporarily, likely because someone getting off had fallen at the top and was blocking the exit ramp.)

View from roped off area of the lift line of a whiteboard, a snowperson with pine branches for hair, and a sign with information about the lift.

Thursday, February 27: At some point this year, the boxes where we pick up our mail at the back of one of the lodges will be moved to a new location farther down the hill, so I won’t get to see this view when I go to collect our stuff. Also, I won’t be able to walk to and from the box (well, I could, but it’d be quite a long workout and mostly along the side of the busiest road on the mountain). The downside of progress and growth.

Valley view at twilight with a lake at the bottom and snow capped mountains across the way.

Friday, February 28: Because I’m me, instead of taking a bottle of wine or some other gift for the hosts when I was invited to a dinner party, I took toys and treats for their dogs. The dogs did not appreciate the gift bag, but did enjoy the contents, though I underestimated their dedication to destroying things and neither toy survived the night intact.

Me, wearing a teal, beige, and black print top with a black t-shirt knit cardigan over the top, holding a black and bright striped gift bag with yellow ribbon handles.

Saturday, March 1: Time for the Pisces socks to be in the rotation. Every year when I pull them out, I forget they have a “good” side and a “bad” side. Or maybe it’s meant to be strengths and weaknesses (though I don’t consider silliness to be bad or weak). I accept dreamer and artistic and silly, reject delusional and paranoid, and can only aspire to be superchill.

Pair of dusty lilac socks with black border, toes, and heels. Words knit in are Pisces, Feb 19 - Mar 20, with Dreamer, Superchill, and Artistic on one side and Delusional, Silly, and Paranoid on the other.

Sunday, March 2: Put some waves in my recently re-blued hair.

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On this date in 2022 through 2024: No journal entries
2021: And Now It’s March
2011 through 2020: No entries
2010: Almost Spring in Green Bay
2009: No entry
2008: Billy the Bookcase Says Hello
2007: No entry
2006: Picture Play Quilt
2005: Scraps
2004: No entry
2003: Beleaguered