We had some pretty rotten weather yesterday. Rainy, nasty, cold, windy, yucky weather. We didn’t lose power during the day, although it flickered several times. During the night, though, we lost power. And my computer. There was a power surge that took out both the UPS (uninterruptible power supply) AND the PC. I’m currently using my laptop, which has email and internet, but not any of my files. And no, I haven’t been diligent about backing things up. ::smacking myself upside the head::
So, to recap:
1. Jim’s PC dies of old age: $1000
2. Floyd’s vet visit: $325
3. Septic system: $365
4. My PC dies: $500 deductible thru our homeowner’s insurance.
I hate money.
That does it. I’m taking a stand and going to vote. In the presidential race. Yes, I’ve said it. I read Terry’s Blog this morning and came off the fence finally. She’s a conservative African American Christian woman, and the things she had to say today were the prompt I needed. I have been in prayer over this for a while now, honestly not knowing what to do. I’m so glad to finally be at peace with one decision!!
When I started this blog, lo, these many years ago (cough, cough), I was mostly speaking to myself. I loved the idea of having an audience, but never thought it would happen, so it served more as a journal than anything else. And that was fine!
But I wanted to let you, my readers, my PEOPLE, know how much I appreciate when I check in each day and there is almost always a new comment. It’s like a big, warm HUG from y’all.
I love you guys!!
(This is going to have to serve as my deep, thought-inspiring post because Catie woke me up at 3:50 am with a bad dream and I never got back to sleep. And it’s COLD and RAINY. I’m taking a nap today!)
Monday: Spaghetti and Meatballs
Tuesday: Kielbasa, mac’n’cheese, carrots
Wednesday: Meatloaf, rice, green beans for adults, carrots for kids
Thursday: French Toast, fruit
Friday: DiGiorno Pizza
Saturday: Sweet and Sour Pork
Sunday: Jim leaves for training camp – Get Your Own
I have no idea if I spelled the pizza brand correctly, but whatever.
And I really don’t want to hear that my children should be eating a “colorful rainbow of vegetables”. I’m just thankful they will eat carrots.
I HATED HATED HATED veggies as a child. I love them now. Taste buds grow up. Well, ok, SOME PEOPLES taste buds grow up. Apparently Jim’s are still stuck at 6, because he still hates veggies.
We made homemade ice cream today. In a bag. FROM SCRATCH. I knew every ingredient and could pronounce every one of them, as could my five year old. It was delicious! The “don’t touch the ice because you could get frostbite” part was not so nice, but for a “let’s do something neat with the kids” it was pretty ok.
I’m not that kind of a mom. I wish I was. I’ve read blogs of these moms whose four year olds can fry their own eggs, or when the whole family sits for an afternoon and makes crafts. My take on these families is: Either they have only one or two children, none of whom are special needs, or their children are spaced out in such a way that they have OLDER children to help with the YOUNGER children.
My house? Not so much. My eldest three are 4 minutes apart, and my youngest is only 19 mos younger. I’m not crafty. I don’t like sharing my kitchen. I KNOW that I’m raising my children to not know how to cook. At some point I hope to share my kitchen with them. I try sometimes. Today was one of those times when I went WAYYY out of my comfort zone to 1) make a huge mess with ice and salt 2) let the kids participate in a cooking thing by helping mix up the ingredients.
The resulting ice cream was smooth, sweet and delicious. I got my recipe out of a weekly news magazine (Called, appropriately “The Week”), but I’m sure if you googled “make ice cream in a bag” it would show something. It was really easy, the kids loved it, and now I just have to dump all the ice outside.
And use the Donvier ice cream maker next time.
Dipping the toe in, once again….
I had a friend post on Facebook that she will not be voting in the upcoming election; she cannot accept either candidate as supporting her views and doesn’t want to vote for the “lesser of two evils”. While I feel that McCain is the lesser of two evils, I don’t know that I can vote for him, either. And it seems to be creating WWIII in my staunchly Republican family. Please don’t misunderstand, I’m not going to vote for Sen. Obama. It’s either McCain or I vote in only the local elections. The one candidate I can really get behind, Alan Keyes, isn’t on our PA ballot.
I believe in the sanctity of the electoral process. 230 years ago people literally DIED so you and I could have the freedom to vote. And 80-some-odd years ago, women went up against an unjust system so that I specifically could have the priviledge of voting. I don’t take it lightly. I vote in all the primaries and general elections, and have since I was 18 (lo, these 21 years now). To not vote is something that goes against every fiber of my being. Yet I’m leaning towards it.
Another friend has chosen to vote for McCain, not because she likes him, but because she is 1) voting against Obama and 2) because she believes that God is in control regardless.
Well, I agree with #2, but I also believe that He’s going to allow us to reap what we sow.
First there was the dead computer for the IT husband (that’s Information Technology, people. Not “it” His livelihood depends on him having a computer) . Then the $325 vet bill. About 30 minutes ago there was the LOUD Buzzing. I mean YOU CANNOT IGNORE ME BECAUSE THERE HAS GOT TO BE SOMETHING SERIOUSLY WRONG IN MY SYSTEM Buzzing.
It was our septic system tank alarm.
This month is really high up on the sucking financially factor.