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Sleep tight

In Serious Fun, The little roomies on April 20, 2012 at 11:10 pm

I’m off to bed on a Friday night, tired as all hell. Not because I have to rise at any given time tomorrow, but because I got up so damned early this morning that i just can’t take being awake another minute.

This is probably a real mistake, as we have a double sleepover going on here. Girls upstairs and boys down. There are strict rules that the girls stay put and are not to bother, harass, or spy on the boys at any time. If I could muster the energy to provide supervision, I totally would.

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Wish us luck!!

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Follow up

In Big time stuff, Healthy shmealthy, Punishment for what? on April 18, 2012 at 2:58 pm

Tomorrow I have to go back to the “lady doctor” for a follow up test to prove that my last abnormal test was just a fluke. I’m certain it was just a fluke, as I have never in my life had an abnormal test (up until that Dr. appointment 6 months ago, at which time everything pretty much just blew up) and it just doesn’t seem valid. Doesn’t stop the nerves, though.

In addition to that, the whole loss-of-the-friend thing has me thinking about stuff. You know, the norm. What is left to show if something horrible were to happen to me (God forbid)? Would there be anything of note that I’ve said or done? Obviously, there’s my children… but I mean FOR them, not OF them.

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Anyhow, I don’t mean to be all dark and tragic, but this is what people think about (in middle age) when they’ve gone through life feeling as though they never defined a purpose for themselves. Could it all be changed? Absolutely! Especially if I miraculously come up with my grand purpose unexpectedly this afternoon.

I don’t anticipate that happening while I surf the internets, but stranger things have probably happened. Maybe. I should probably fetch my guitar instead.

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Go ahead and relax

In The dog on April 17, 2012 at 8:14 am

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This is how it is on a regular basis around here. It can’t just be me, this certainly isn’t normal dog activity. That doesn’t even look comfortable.

If you dare sneeze in our house, be prepared for the dog to get indignant and sneeze back at you five or six times. As if we’re trying to have a sneezing contest. Maybe she could just dust the place once in a while if it’s a problem.

The dog is weird.

Seriously.

It’s not right.


Perspective

In Punishment for what? on April 16, 2012 at 2:05 pm

I don’t want to get too far into it, but we recently found out that an old friend of my husband was killed in a car accident last week.

I had met her a few times, my husband knew her well. Most recently we saw her at Christmas. She was an artist and my husband and I had plans to buy one of her original works this summer. We were both looking forward to it.

For not knowing her all that well, it is really striking me that she is gone, and I can’t stop thinking about her. She had just left her daughter, after spending lunch with her for her 10th (golden) birthday. NOT THAT THIS IS ABOUT ME IN ANY WAY, but it’s frightening, really, to realize that she and I were engaging in nearly identical activities only one day apart. I’m sure she had the same carefree happy feelings about her day as I did when I left the school on my daughter’s birthday.

I feel so much sadness for her family and friends, and it is startling to me, seeing how easily it could be any one of us.

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Golden day

In Big time stuff, Serious Fun, The little roomies on April 11, 2012 at 2:02 pm

Today is my daughters golden birthday. Eleven on the 11th. Sweet.

She listened to Beatles on the way to school, I brought and ate a lunch in the cafeteria with her and her friends, she will pick a restaurant for dinner. Yes, of course there will be dessert.

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My absolute favorite girl of all time, I hope every day is golden until the end of time. She is our treasure.

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A score

In Healthy shmealthy, Stick a fork in it! on April 10, 2012 at 4:13 pm

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This, my dears, is a treasure. I found an entire box of Ball mason jars with lids and caps UNOPENED and untouched at the Habitat for Humanity ReStore for a slim five bucks. Since I killed my soda somehow, I’m going to use this beaut to start my new ginger bug. For whatever reason, I seem to be keeping ants just fine, but bacteria I have troubles. Go figure.

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Change is here!

In Healthy shmealthy, Nothing to it but to do it, Stick a fork in it! on April 5, 2012 at 1:34 pm

They’re here, they’re here!!!  I have been waiting oh so impatiently.

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I’m pretty sure it’s clear that I’ve had some experiments going on in my kitchen lately. Some are going really well, and some appear to be mocking me with their high level of failure.  Well, stay tuned, because there is gonna be plenty more where that came from.

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Double down

In Nothing to it but to do it, Stick a fork in it!, The dog on April 4, 2012 at 5:28 pm

I went ahead with the lacto-fermented soda. I re-started my ginger bug after we got home from the urgent care on the Sunday that my daughter broke her arm. I believe that the first bug died when I switched from a nice, tight-fitting two-part lid to a more convenient but ill-fitting one piece lid. Bad choice. My new bug has been thriving since I started over with the two piece lid.

On Monday I used the directions on my friend Jess’ blog (because my Wild Fermentation and Nourishing Traditions books haven’t arrived yet in the mail), and made syrup for the soda. We went with Strawberry. The fruit syrup cooled and all of that, and then I added the bug. It’s been up on top of my refrigerator next to the Kombucha to stay warm since Monday night. I keep waiting for the air lock to start bubbling which would indicate fermentation, but so far nothing. Panic pants over here is trying to remain calm, because I know my house is a little on the colder side, so there is a chance I haven’t killed it yet. I know it’s just soda, and I have more bug to try again so it’s not the end of the world if I did kill it. However, I hit the 24 hour mark sometime last night so…. YES, I’m a little panicked! I can’t fight my nature.

I also split my kombucha scoby for the first time today, so now I have TWO batches of kombucha brewing side by side. Double down, baby, this is exciting stuff! I will never again have a dry day, dammit. At least not because I’ve run out, anyhow. I split it partly because I wanted to see if it would work, partly to be my own guinea pig before I decide to split the scoby to share with someone else, and partly so that I will always have at least one good scoby if anything catastrophic happens to one of them. White people problems, I know… Upside: there’s always the bonus of extra kombucha for sharing. Or not.

Am I boring you?

In other news, a long time friend of my husband posted a video he took of my wedding on YouTube. Man were we skinny. I watched it the other night and decided that I looked weird. It was so NOT ME with the out of character super fancy sprayed stiff up-do hair and the heavy handed makeup applied by the staff of the ever-classy Treasure Island spa. If I had it to do over again, I would still hit Vegas with all the friends and family we could muster but I would probably be truer to myself in the get up. When I watched the video the other night, I could see my discomfort on the screen and it made me cringe. Of course, it’s the marriage itself that endures, and the makeup washes off so nothing is lost. It still qualifies as the best time of my life.

Finally, I have to make a random confession. Yesterday I said “fricking” at the elementary school, in front of the new girl, to my daughter’s teacher. It qualified as a swear. She asked me to repeat it, and stupidly, I did. Now THAT is completely in character.

I think it’s time they re-test my IQ. Seriously, I can practically feel it going down.

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Not to scale

In The dog on April 3, 2012 at 10:02 pm

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This is our beast and her monster truck tire. She is insane for this thing. You decide if what’s ginormous and what’s itty bitty…

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General anesthesia

In Healthy shmealthy, Punishment for what?, The little roomies on March 28, 2012 at 7:38 am

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This one’s brave. She opted for the I.V. rather than the mask. She scoffed when they asked if she was nervous. She laughed and joked about her doctor accidentally letting her slip off the bed while in the procedure.

She’s all done, and that arm looks straight as an arrow.

I can’t wait until they let us in to recovery, because I’m not nearly as strong.

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