um, no thank you?

 I forget how old I am sometimes.  This fine rainy winter day, I went out and about all by my lonesome.  We needed:  butter, cream, garlic powder, flour, sugar.  I also had to get some coffee for Emily for a mentors' weekend, so I went to BJ's for that.  I wandered, dawdled, and lolly-gagged.  I found a pillow I didn't know I needed, marked down to $9.98, a big foam wedge/headboard pillow, I cannot wait to get it out and try it.  I got a three pack of large bottles of Dove body wash for $7.48, a four-pack of butter, a package of burger, and a big box of hand warmers for Paul for ice fishing and hunting.  

As I rounded an aisle,  an old man sank down onto the display sectional couch, and sighed loudly.  Ahhhh. "Comfy, eh?  You're not going to want to get up."  "Oh, it's so nice, try it!  Sit down, it's so comfortable!"  um...I'll take your word for it.  Actually, I said, "Oh, I couldn't, I'd never get up."  Then I realized it wasn't really an OLD man, he was no older than I am.   Did he think I would really sit down on the couch with him?  awkward!  Anyway.

Aldi next, where a nice lady gave me her cart and waved away the quarter.  Apparently there's extra karma  when you pay for the cart then give it away.  

I saw a lady who gets my Bad Mom Award.   She gave her two small children the squishy pets, whatever they're called, Valentines's gimmicks, to play with in the cart.  I saw her a few times, it's a small store, and she kept telling her kids that they could only play with them in the store, they had to put them back before they checked out because they weren't buying them.  So you can play with the toys and get them all drool-y then put them back?  who knew?  

No surprise, they cried when she took them away.  I actually sided with the kids.  The mom did get points for saying what she meant and meaning what she said, but it was kind of mean.  AND kind of mean for those who bought those "new" toys, maybe?  

But then who knows what kind of day she's had, or what's going on in her life.  

In Aldi I got a cheese pizza because it was under five bucks, red potatoes, cajun cheese curds for Paul, bacon, cream, flour, sugar, some boxed stuffing, and some shelves for inside a cabinet.  

Home...ahh, home.  Camille had made chocolate Macarons with chocolate fluff middles. 

They weren't gray, just the lighting.

She made a bunch of them, I just grabbed three for the picture.  I didn't have one but they said they were delicious.   I did try this pie though...just a tiny bit.

I've been wanting to make apple pie.  It's not beautiful, but oh dear, so yum.  I also made two chicken pot pies, mmm, and a no sugar added pumpkin, although it does have some honey and a tiny bit of stevia, and monk fruit.  

Tonight's dinner was the pizza, and taco salad with red onions, cilantro, fresh salsa, ect.  

This morning, I didn't go to the pool. I was up and ready, but I had something in my eye, I know, lame, but it was watering and getting red, and watering more.  I don't know what the issue was, but it went on for half the morning.  I didn't want to go and look like I had pinkeye, and plus, my nose was running from the eye watering, and not in the pool!  I hate when I miss it, and dang, for something like that.  

I kept myself occupied though, I took everything out of the pantry and cleaned it.  The dog food bag had ripped, or some-doggy ripped it, so it was a big and thorough job.  It's good to get an idea of exactly what's in there, and to weed through some open boxes and get things organized better.  

I'm telling you, I don't get bored.  All those years of not being able to do anything without fifty interruptions, I just revel in taking my time and puttering around.  When the kids were plentiful and underfoot, one of my priorities was clean floors.  Way back when, the living room was carpeted, so it was vacuumed every day.  The kitchen/dining room was swept multiple times a day, and mopped and spot cleaned so there wasn't any sticky.  Sixteen kids, and I have always hated  sticky.  Crumbs too, no walking in crumbs, nope.  My house was far from spotless, some of the kids rooms were actual hurricanes at times, some bordered on pig styes.  They didn't eat in their rooms though, it was just toys and clothes.  But anyway.  The floors had to be clean, and oh my goodness, it was painstakingly difficult to accomplish anything.  

I turned into a shover.  I wanted things neat and clean, so I shoved things wherever they fit, got them put away, then the cupboards and closets got messy and I couldn't find things.  

When we went out and about, the kids were clean and neat and pretty well behaved, so you can't have everything, you can't DO everything, at least I couldn't.

Oh I ramble on....have a really good night.