Still working on the crocheted plastic sleeping mat for Haiti - I've got 10 inches done, so this particular good deed should only take me approximately 6 more years to complete.
|You wouldn't believe how many plastic bags are in this picture.|
Still aghast at what the ravages of time have wrought on one of my favorite singers
Still walking around humming "The Circle Game" and mourning my lack of cute babies to squeeze
STILL have not worked up the nerve to change out my starter earrings for something prettier (although I am planning to use the Neosporin hint that Cassi passed on (one that she got from Jen on the Edge). I've said it before, but I'll say it again: I LOVE the blogosphere.
The only thing new is that Theo dropped by for the weekend, so I bestirred myself to cook a bunch of food in honor of his visit. To be perfectly honest, it was more of a group effort: I prepped the meat, but Larry grilled it; the children shucked the corn so that I could boil it; and I braved the hot August (wait, September?) sun to buy rotini for the pasta salad David was making.
|These bags do put up a fight|
But I am proud to announce that I DID make the green salad all by myself. And if you think it was easy to open that bag of lettuce, you most certainly haven't tried looking for a pair of scissors in my kitchen lately. I was fairly verklempt by the time I dumped those leafy greens into a pretty bowl and set it on the table.
A cold Coke revived me enough, however, to realize that we didn't have enough room around the table for 7 people - which left me wondering, what did we used to do? I mean, when we moved into this house 6 years ago, there were 8 of us living here. Did 2 children skip dinner each night? Maybe I was able to count on sending at least 2 to their rooms during any particular meal? I don't remember, even though that was ONLY 6 YEARS AGO.
I must be losing my mind. Early-onset dementia? Is this a symptom? Dare I Google it?
[Lettuce image: blisstree]