Husband- ” You stole my cookies!”
Wife – ” We’re married. That means you’re contractually obligated to share your Girl Scout cookies with me.”
Husband- ” Thou shalt not steal!”
Wife – “Married.”
Zombies
January 24, 2012 at 8:49 PM (Blathering)
Last week I had a zombie dream. It was your standard zombies attack, hole yourself up in your house, board all your windows and doors, peek out through the cracks and kill as many zombies as you can type scenario.
I have to say it was a rather good dream. Not only do I enjoy killing zombies, much better than hitting the gym to let out pent-up stress and anxiety, but my house looked great. I distinctly remember that my house and yard was all complete the way I envision it in my head. Flower beds. Interior painting. Decorating.
This stands out because I remember that I was severely pissed off that the zombies were destroying it!! I watched out the cracks in the lumber across the windows as they aimlessly trekked through my flower beds, destroying everything in their wake. And we had to hammer large nails into my nice fresh paint in the interior to board things up. And then Zombie guts everywhere…….you get the picture.
The flower beds were the worst though! I was so mad watching them traipse over my irises and peonies.
So….at least I have confirmation that my design scheme looks good. Zombie dreams are way better than one of those computer landscaping and design programs. I didn’t have to measure anything or spend any time at the pc.
And…on the dream analysis front, I am a little concerned that this dream is telling me that there is no point in planting, painting, etc – unless I am prepared for my own zombies to mess it up. (sigh) What do you think, Sis? (ya, ya send me your bill, Ms. Freud)
New Year’s Resolution
January 8, 2012 at 10:25 AM (Blathering)
Tags: new year's resolution
This year I wanted to set a resolution that I could most definitely keep. This morning as I was working at my desk one presented itself to me.
A resolution that I can keep:
This year I vow to use up all the return address stickers with my old name on them.
Hopefully no organization will send me more with the incorrect name which will then force me to use them anyway out of frugality.
This leads me to the conclusion that even though I set obtainable goals sometimes achieving them or not achieving them is not completely within my control.
Wanted to name this post ‘shit’ but thought better of it.
December 15, 2011 at 10:22 PM (Blathering)
Tags: cosmic, cosmos, shit, shity days
Did you ever think that some days you were destined to have a crappy day? Like it is in the stars or something cosmic is out to get you. No matter what you do or how much you prepare or think positively or try to psyche yourself up; you still end up with shit at the end of the day.
I always said that I did not believe in destiny. I believe that every person is in charge of his or her own fate. I believe there are nudges from the universe that try to steer you in one direction or the other. But you make the ultimate decision in the end.
Whether any person listens to the subtle whispers of the cosmos or refuses to hear the overwhelming screams surrounding them……personal choice. Or personal UNchoice.
Whatever the case may be.
Looking back I can’t help but wonder, were the whispers there today (or the screams) and I chose not to hear them? What should I have changed? (Other than not over cook the roast?) (The roast is small potatoes in broad perspective.) (And the potatoes were really good despite the roast if I do say so myself)
When I was younger……….. (Gosh how ominous is that phrase?)(and who in the hell says ‘gosh’ any more??) I would not waste one second of second thoughts on it. What is done is done. Nothing I can do looking back now. All I can do is look ahead and move forward.
Flash forward to older me. I worry too much. About everything. The world. The kids. The kids in the world. Tomorrow. Yesterday. The floor that I haven’t cleaned. The cookies I haven’t baked. What I said? What I should have said. The wrinkles around my eyes. What I didn’t know to say and never will. The people I miss. The list goes on so I am stopping myself there.
Anyway the moral of this story is shit.
Some days are shit.
Shit.
Tomorrow is a new day. With hopefully a better outcome (are you listening stars?? Heads up.)
On a superficial up note - my hair looks great right now. Too bad I have to go to bed soon and ruin that too.
Change in Perspective
December 8, 2011 at 8:10 PM (Epiphanous Moments)
Tags: commuting, perspective, small town, traffic
Today as I was commuting uptown (this constitutes a half mile round trip) to run some errands, I became aware of how much my perspective has changed.
I stopped at the stop sign at the top of the hill, which would be the end of my street. I waited for six cars to pass before I could go forth. After car number four and seeing two more cars yet to come and as soon as the exclamation of, “GOOD GRIEF!” passed my lips; I laughed out loud to myself. Alone in my truck I suddenly realized I was annoyed because I had to wait for 6, count them SIX cars to pass.
This is quite the change from a 45 minute on a good day one way and a 3 hour on a bad day one way commute to work five days a week in traffic of idiots and imbeciles. The worst I witnessed today was a rancher driving slow so his blue healer didn’t fall off the back of the flat-bed.
I usually just walk.
Flubs and Flops
December 6, 2011 at 8:32 AM (A Day in the Life)
Tags: canning, jelly, syrup
Last night I successfully made Plum Wassupposetobejelly Syrup. It did not set up. Aggravating!
So I guess we will use it to put on waffles and pancakes, smoothies maybe, plum sauce for Mu Shoo Pork (this was my husband’s suggestion. good one!), glazed pork chops and chicken, maybe even a duck if one happens to wander through the kitchen.
Because I am not recanning it. I am one of those live with it and move on canning people.
The up side is the Plum Wassupposetobejelly Syrup will go great with the Elderberry Wassupposetobesyrup Jelly that I made last month.
I think I’m giving up for the year. See you next spring, canner.
Catching up
December 3, 2011 at 10:00 AM (A Day in the Life)
I have tons of pictures that I have not yet posted. Going to get rid of some of the back log.
Everyone helped out on Crazy Hair Day! Of course Isaac was too cool in his pre-teen-ness to have crazy hair this year. But having is picture taken while putting tiny ponytails in his brother’s hair still seems to be acceptable.
Both the boys attended the Jr. High Halloween dance. Their first dance.
Halloween was fun. The boys wore their race suits in lieu of their other costumes in order to stay warm. Overall it was a very nice night weather wise. Marilyn fared very well.
And collected the most candy.
Fall winds down
December 3, 2011 at 9:45 AM (Growing Pains)
The garden is winding down for the season. I have not been very diligent about blogging recently. *Sigh* Just don’t seem to be in the mood. I think I need some of those light therapy glasses. I think I am mourning summer and have really had to force any sort of motivation. Not that I haven’t accomplished anything recently. I don’t think that is really in the realm of possibilities around here. I just have not been accomplishing as much as I would like to (never happens anyway) and I’m not very enthusiastic about any of it I’m afraid. I’m still killing snakes (as Claudia would say), I just seem to lack that snake killing gusto.
In the garden I am working on pulling out all the dead summer veggies – tomatoes, squash, etc. I did get a bunch of garlic in the ground. Planted some greens that hopefully will come up inside the greenhouse. The soil temp is still warm enough for germination, if it just hold out a little bit longer. There are about 50 million (rough estimate) baby swiss chard coming up volunteer from where it went to seed this summer.
And I did pull up all the parsnips. I think some will be edible, somewhere like caveman clubs, and one in particular was so straight and pointy and petrified that Matt made me cut the stem to about a length of three feet and the children now fight over who gets to throw the spear in the yard. *big sigh* Live and learn on the parsnip front.
I do have one pic for you. The purple potatoes are so wonderful and absolutely beautiful. They have the best flavor. Sweet. Creamy. Starchy. We will be sad when they are gone.
My million dollar idea.
November 12, 2011 at 8:30 PM (Blathering)
Tags: chicken skin
OK people, here is my million dollar idea. I have been saying this for years.
They should make Chicken Skins. Like pork rinds. Only chicken.
Maybe different varieties. Breaded and fried. Unbreaded – just seasoned and fried. Crispy baked version.
YUM!
I would so eat these!
It doesn’t get any better than crispy chicken skin.
Sorry chickens.
You are just so tasty.
Dream, November 11, 2011
November 12, 2011 at 8:06 PM (Blathering)
Tags: blonde, dream, hair, stubborn
Last night I dreamt that I cut my hair in shaggy layers and bleached it blonde. Jay hated it. It looked like shit and I would not admit it.
So does this dream reflect on my blonde intellect, stubbornness, passiveness concerning my personal appearance or something else entirely?
All of the above maybe?
