In an effort to post something here I cannot fathom what to write. I have typed many sentences already and I have deleted them.
This is a problem I have, I am not articulate. Use your words, Steve says to me often.
Having no Internet is sort of a freedom, not being able to fulfill the sort of instant gratification of knowledge. What I mean is, I cannot just look up how to make a recipe, I have to look in my existing cookbooks for one.
I cannot look and see what any one is doing on line, or what their life is like. I have to focus on my life.
Mine...
So, what have I been doing?
Sewing an elephant for a dear one, and running out of thread. Oh, well, finding the thread unwound and waisted. I still need to attach ears and tail.......
Cooking beans, roasts, and making up great interesting things to do with leftovers....
Getting to bed at a somewhat decent hour, ah, well, uh... never mind about that one....
I have been balancing my checkbook the old fashioned way. By the way, when you speak to your banker about why balances don't match and your banker has no idea how to use a registry, its time to find another bank. He had the nerve to tell me he had no idea how to do this and why didn't I just let the bank keep track for me!! I quietly told him in return that it was my money and my dear husband worked too hard for me not to mind it myself. Poo to them.
I also have been trying to think of ways to make my neighbors life better. I guess offering to rub a gals feet after a hard day is not that common.
Ill leave you with this;
1 comment:
rubbing feet was common in my household. I have rubbed just about everyone i know! so it's not strange to me. =) its getting cold! ch-ch-chatt-tt-tt-ttering t-t-t-eeth.
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