Last week when Dad and Brett traded cars, Brett took my umbrella out of our car and put it in the kitchen. The umbrella is still in the kitchen. Guess what the weather was like when I walked out of Mass this morning.
We watched the 2011 movie The Muppets last night. Although some of it was too corny for me, it was also so cute! We liked that Sheldon from Big Bang Theory (Jim Parsons) was Walter in the “Man or Muppet” sequence, and I enjoyed the Muppet Barbershop Quartet singing “Smells like Teen Spirit,” especially the part where Beaker sings “Me me me me” (where the lyric would be “My libido.” Um, yeah, it was best that Beaker to sing that line!)
I’ve been reading Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Little House books. I’m going to review the whole series rather than clogging up the blogging with nine posts in a row about the same author. My initial impressions as an adult are that 1) I can see where my desire for old-fashioned, simple life came from and 2) If you are hot in the summer, read Farmer Boy or The Long Winter. 3) Farmer Boy will make you hungry with all its descriptions of yummy food.
This past week I bought lightly pasteurized, non-homogenized milk from Snowville Creamery. YUM! I like whole milk anyway, but milk you have to shake to mix in all the creamy goodness? Forget about it! True, it is more expensive than regular milk, but I decided to make sacrifices elsewhere in my grocery budget.
My favorite thing about summer is having a few evenings off every week to clean my house, take care of my yard, read, play on the internet, or just generally veg. I miss being a kid and having the summer off from school! Even when I was working, it wasn’t full time. I had much more time to play, read, learn how to cook, do crafts, draw, and do all the fun things I liked to do. Now as an adult, it barely feels like summer because I have to work all day.
During the Fortnight for Freedom, I’m going to pray for freedom of religion, not just in the United States (where we are supposedly guaranteed this freedom to begin with) but throughout the world.
A coworker brought in mixed-berry bread today and brought it right up to my desk just as I was finishing my oatmeal. I’m too full; I have to wait to have a piece! It gives me something to look forward to in the work day.
God bless you and give you a great weekend!
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