The big clean up!

I have been a bit absent here...sorry. I have been de-cluttering my house. I reorganized my entire kitchen, and got rid of many appliances of Freecycle. Everything now fits in the cupboards! Woo Hoo! I also did my upstairs bathroom, and got rid of an entire bookshelf that was taking up space! It was supposed to be for towels, and extra shampoos, but we all know how that goes! Now it is beautiful! I will post pics so ya'll can see!

This is one of those days.

You know the kind? When you feel really lonely? Misunderstood?

You do all you can to hold it together and all you want to do is disappear. Nothing goes right.

Gotta love the Farmers Market!

We were supposed to go to the zoo today, but we all got waylaid. The phone company was supposed to call me, and I had to wait.

They never called.

Since I don't like waiting around, we are changing plans.

We are going to the Farmers Market!

There is a nice close little one near where I live. It is 2 min away from where the girls have swimming lessons. My secret plan is to take the Butterbean and Mugsy to swimming, and then KiKi and I will get dolled up in the sling, and go shopping!

Last year I bought a huge onion. I mean huge. Three of my fists big!

You know what it cost me? $1.

I remember how awesome it smelled in my basket as we rode home on the bus. The scent of that shiny globe wafted through the bus. It wasn't a make your eyes water smell....it was a make your tummy rumbley smell. Slightly sweet, pure, like it had taste to it. Almost like you could just bite into it. The difference between local organic veggies and the kind you buy at Safeway is huge. Just like the size of that onion.

I also bought an Ostrich egg.

I saved up my pennies for that fun buy. $15 for an egg sounds like a horrible price, until you notice that it is the size of a baby's head.

Those eggs are hard to open! I wanted to save the beautiful shell, so I decided to poke a hole in the end and shake out the eggy bits.

That is when I found out you can't "poke" an ostrich egg.

I ended up getting a sharp paring knife, and twisting the end into the shell. I had to slowly shave away bits of shell until I had a nice pencil size hole. I put a straw into the hole, and blew. The egg filled my mixing bowl! Filled it! I stirred it a bit, and froze about 2/3rds of the egg. Then I made scrambled eggs.

I have a family of 5, but half that egg was saved for the next day. It was much more filling than a chicken egg.

I wonder what I will find today?

What is it with online stores policies? I am trying my best to order something for a birthday gift. I go through all the forms, and questions.....only to be told at the last minute, that they don't ship this particular DVD to Canada.

Deep breath. Review.....yep I did check the shipping policy ahead of time, they ship to Canada. Apparently, just not this one DVD.....the one I want.

OK!

So, I tried again today. Woo Hoo! Its on sale!

With hope brimming, I fill all the forms out, again, and low and behold it goes through!

I get to the payment page, where it informs me that they do not take PayPal e-checks!

AARRGG!!

I have been fighting with my PP account for awhile now to have it do instant transfers. But apparently I am not cool enough, cause it just won't work.

So now, I am very annoyed with the store, and with weird policies, and with fighting with a darn computer.

Whatever happened to catalogues, where you send in a check and they send you what you want to buy? You know, where they were happy to take peoples money?

Oi........Maybe I'll just bake some cookies for my friend, and spend my PP at a nice friendly Canadian site!

Summer Heat

I always find that in the summer, I spend time wishing it away. The heat just melts me, and all I can do to stay sane some days is to think of snow.

Big piles, drifts of snow. Snowmen and wool mittens that stick together.

I imagine fields of crisp snow, trees drooping, that cold grey sky. The glistening and crystals that are everywhere.

I spent awhile this morning, plastered by the heat to my chair, fans whiring, dreaming of sucking icicles....making snow angels with the girls.

Then Butterbean came up and asked me to fill the pool, set up the sprinkler and break out the popsicles.

I started thinking about how all winter I dream of summer. Of the heat that radiates off the pavement, laying in hot grass feeling the sun radiate down. Sprays of water hitting hot skin. popsicles dripping off my chin, hopscotch. Naked babies splashing in the pool.



We are going outside.

To live in the moment, and enjoy summer while it is here. I am even going to wear my ill-fitting bikini and a sarong. Screw my body image...its hot out there!