- Leaving the post office today I was behind a van for a business specializing in "Cooking Oil Filtration and Fryer Maintenance." Now, I can bet that none of you ever wanted to do that when you grew up...
- Lots of scrapbooking paper on ebay this week... clearing out is a good thing.
- Cracklin' Oat Bran is the best cereal ever. So yummy. Plus, I love anythin' that leaves of that final 'g'.
- Made an appointment today for my pre-cruise pedicure and gel tips for my nails. That'll be nice. I'm using a gift certificate for a local spa that Asia gave me last year for our anniversary... in June. Yea, I'm slow.
- School newspaper went out today. Now it's time to start the sixth grade yearbook. How do I end up doing all these things?
- The basketball hoop has been getting lots of love lately. Love spring weather and the sound of a ball bouncing outside my window.
- I really love Costco. For photo developing. And shredded cheese. And the big box of General Foods International French Vanilla. And grapes. And toilet paper and butter and eggs.
- Mending is one of those things that I think I don't want to do, but then when I get out the needle and thread and sit down to do it, I feel all Laura Ingalls Wilder-ish and I love it.
- My hair has gotten so long that today when I ran into an old friend from the ex-church, she didn't recognize me. Wow. It's only a couple of inches above my bra strap - that's really long for me... It hasn't been this long since we were engaged...
- Look what I found on my door today... sneaky S. went in her room and made if for me after school. Turns out her teacher explained the May Day Basket tradition in class today and she took it upon herself to make one all by herself. So sweet.
Good morning, peeps. It's Friday. There's frost outside this morning. *FROST!* This week has been ridiculously chilly. I'm having mixed feelings about blogging lately. Mostly because I feel like all I've been doing is whine about being tired. Or overwhelmed. And because comments are lacking. And because I can't seem to think about anything to write about except Tejan. And because some of the thoughts I'm having are too private for the blog - or too repetitive. Or too unformed to turn into actual words you all could understand. So I'm struggling a bit. And yet, I'm committed to documenting the process I'm in. So I'll keep writing when the words come. And when they don't, like this morning, when I looked at that intimidating blinking cursor and my mind went blank and I started to break out in a cold sweat and began by talking about the weather... well, then, I'll just gracefully (or not so gracefully) back out of the room... tail between m...
I didn't think anyone still carried on the Mayday tradition. Good for S's teacher!
ReplyDeletei told myself i wasnt going to buy anymore scrapbook paper until i made a big dent in the supply that i have, but oh cathy. you make me want.
ReplyDeleteLove your little Mayday basket!
ReplyDeleteSo sweet :0)