Decisions, decisions

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Hidey ho, neighbor!

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I’ve been writing this blog nearly all year now – a new one for 2017. Coming back every day for another post is a habit, and a hard one to break. I wasn’t sure I’d be making a post today, but here I am.

I need more habits like this. Some are easier to fall out of once they’re established. I wonder why that is?

I had a delicious Nice Cream for supper tonight, but I still haven’t mastered the art of making them. Next time I promise I’m going to try the small food processor instead of the blender, which I know does better with really liquid stuff rather than just frozen stuff. I keep telling myself that, and I keep forgetting.

That’s all I have for tonight. I should have done this earlier, but I spent all morning sleeping. Nearly, anyway. I still made it to work on time.

End of Vacation

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Greetings! We are back from the beach, where we spent three-ish days. It was a lot of fun, but very tiring. I’m pooped right now and contemplating a nap until my husband gets home.

But I wanted to make sure to get this done, and there are some other tasks that need my attention that I’ll probably address soon. Or maybe just after the nap.

That nap sounds delicious.

Yesterday there was no blogging nor writing done. There was some shopping, some pizza…oh, and we saw My Little Pony: The Movie, too! that was fun, though there was no popcorn nor sodas involved.

Yeah. Nap. 🙂

Well, then!

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When I realized last night that I hadn’t written yet, I realized I needed to take a break and skip writing. Yesterday was grocery shopping with a slightly reluctant Junior Youth, and we bought quite a bit more produce than ever makes it in my cart.

Okay, I’ll be honest. Produce hardly ever makes it in my cart, and when it does it’s bananas, strawberries, or apples. I guess “hardly ever” means “nearly never”.

We bought Romaine hearts (lettuce on sticks, I guess?), a cucumber (no one will eat it but me), a green pepper (ditto), a yam (best not to get too adventurous), and a bag of cute potatoes (I hope potatoes take after their French name, literally translated as “apples of the earth”, and are basically the same from one variety to the next). Also strawberries and bananas, but those are usual, so it was easier to buy those.

And you wouldn’t think a grocery trip would take that much out of a person, but it did. There was other stuff going on, of course. The trip had a different price tag than I’m used to. Unpacking the car was different, loading up the refrigerator was foreign, and lurking in the back of my mind is the knowledge that usually when I buy stuff like lettuce, I throw out a moldy, floppy bag of wilted green junk a week or two later when I remember I have it.

Tonight we had a salad. Well, I had a salad, Junior Youth almost had a salad (only half was eaten), and Elder youth had something completely different. So this is new and hard, and I shouldn’t let it take over my writing time, but it kind of has.

Vegetables. Devious things. Oh, and all the strawberries fell to the floor, and the responsible party at the time thought that meant they all needed to be thrown away instead of simply rinsed and put back. So tomorrow I’m eating trash-berries because the party who usually enjoys them is grossed out.

So fruit is whacked, too.

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Edited to add: I forgot yesterday was the Weekly Review day! My focus is way off. I’ve changed the header. Here, have a weekly review statblock to grow on! Clearly the week was distracted.