I have an unexpected day off today. The superintendent of the school district called a late start because of the snow storm that was expected to continue into the morning. Maybe it’s just me, but this two hour delay in the morning start time (with the same release time) is completely wack (thank you Whitney!). I’m sure I would be fine with it if I stayed home as a full time career, but since I DON’T, it sucks. I have a really flexible schedule and a really understanding hierarchy of bosses, but I can’t imagine that everyone is so lucky. It just doesn’t make sense. I think it would be easier if they just called a snow day already. My kids school day today started an hour before I normally get off of work. I work a 40 minute drive from here. How exactly is that supposed to work? I don’t know how people who can’t take the day off convince their boss that it’s ok to come in over two hours late. Oh well. So here I am at home. Taking a day off of work, not even to spend time with my kids because they are at school. Stupid.

I get bored and lonely at home when my kids aren’t here. I have these ambitious dreams that I am going to accomplish a bunch of stuff, but mostly I wander around feeling alone and wishing I enjoyed cleaning so that I would maybe clean something. I don’t, and I haven’t.

To make myself feel useful today, I am making kale chips. Again. The first time was a major bust because they were… how do I put this….. disgusting. I don’t know if I used too much oil, too much nutritional yeast, or what, but I literally ate one and threw the whole batch away. I’m fairly certain it was user error.  This time I am using a simpler method tested by a friend which uses just oil and dried spices. She loves them, here’s hoping I do, too.

*update… they smell like cabbage while they’re baking. this is not a great sign**

My weekend plans include digging out and washing the old grolsch-type bottles from the garage for the kombucha (on an excellent recommendation). This will have to serve as notice that those bottles are officially retired from holding my Christmas Irish Cream for the masses. Oooh, and this will make for a great opportunity to visit that grow/brew shop that opened in the next town over! A girl needs new gaskets every so often.

We will also be watching the snow fall, working in the basement, and snake wrangling.

Fun stuff, eh?