There is a new Henry’s opening in my neighborhood tomorrow and giving away free groceries to the first 200 families to come through the door. They open at 8:00. I’m just silly enough to go to this. I’ll let you know if I survive and, more importantly, whether it was worth it!
Why is it… August 13, 2009
Why is it that when I have the most to do and have to get out the door the earliest I seem to find every reason in the world to stay up the latest and waste the most time or burn the most cookies? Hmm?
Ohh…perhaps posting this is another problem inherent to the overall problem.
So, with that, bed.
61% August 5, 2009
That’s how much I saved off of my grocery bill today and I came in nearly $40.00 under my budget. That’ll get cut to $30.00 when I go back for a special I saw and they’d run out of. But I’m still thrilled with my savings! And I’m licking my chops with anticipation for the food we’re going to eat for the next two weeks.
This is nerdy, I know, but I never realized this would be so…well…FUN.
Something of depth later. It’s just been a zany and crazy week or so.
Eyes Wide Shut… July 19, 2009
Or, “How to get through your day with your eyes swollen shut.” Which mine have been for nearly 24 hours. And so I’m not writing much. But I will when they open back up all the way. Ow.
Fried (not food) July 13, 2009
I am just off 12 solid hours of meetings and driving. Last night I was prepping for said meetings.
I’m positively done.
But oh, boy, what work got done!
Sabbath July 5, 2009
This is where my heart rejoices tonight:
35Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword? 36As it is written,
“For your sake we are being killed all the day long;
we are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered.”
37No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. 38For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, 39nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.
Talking About Seeds March 4, 2009
Here he is working on starting his seeds. We ended up with about 20 beans and 25 sunflower seeds crammed into all the pots. Mommy maybe perhaps did a littttttle fixing once the master gardener was off taking his nap…
I Am Back to Only Two Jobs! October 6, 2008
And let me tell you…it’s like I’m on vacation!
The garden is…like…dead. Super dead. But that’s okay. I was battling a bunny invasion on a grand scale and will be building new fences in B10 before I do my fall planting.
I hope you all are well! Forgive the hiatus.
When You Realize You’re Not Quite Young Anymore… August 28, 2008
So, I’m not a part of the hip generation anymore. I’m sorry fellow generation-mates. We are getting old and out of it.
I stopped our upstairs neighbor the other day because she had told me that her roommates had been practicing dancing with their friends one night and she was concerned that it was too loud down here. She had said at the time, “They do this type of dancing where they do handstands and flips and stuff, so it gets a little loud.”
This is how the next conversation went:
Me: Hey! How are you? Listen, I wanted to ask you–
Her: Oh my gosh, were we all too loud again?
Me: No, no! Not at all. It’s just, you said that you and all of your friends dance and my son loves dancing. I was wondering if he could come up sometime and watch you guys practice?
Her: (totally surprised) Oh! Oh my gosh that’s so great! HONEY! Hey HONEY! This lady wants to see us dance — she wants us to show her son. (then turning back to me) It’s sort of like, this hiphop dancing. Do you know what that is? I mean is that okay for you? It’s not too crazy?
Me: (surprised even to be asked) Uh..yeah! I mean…YEAH…I do know what that is. And that’s fine. That’s what I wanted him to see.
Her: Oh great! It’s this thing called break dancing actually (here is where it gets good, wait for it…wait for it!). It’s this old style of dance that’s coming back. Have you heard of it?
WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT? Again I say, WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT? HEARD OF IT? I grew up listening to Michael Jackson on AM Radio! YES I’ve HEARD of it. But admitting that makes me sound OLD.
The best part was that as she rushed up the stairs to catch up with her friends I heard her say, “Oh my gosh you guys, that’s so cool. She knows what break dancing is!”
Excuse me, I need to go adjust my dentures and find my walker.
