~A good chat with my cousin last night. We chat almost daily, but sometimes we say important things.
~Corned Beef and Sour Dough bread for dinner. If there are left-overs, I may try to make corned beef hash, just to see if I like it homemade.
~Cleaning the kitchen. I’m coming to terms with my own domesticity. It is how I make this house a home, and there is no shame in it.
~Having my daughter’s boyfriend drop by, so I could make him take care of that rotting deer meat he’d left in my fridge since the 9th so I didn’t have to it myself. Because today was the day. It had to GO.
~Finding out that the tat I want to buy myself for my birthday should come in at less than 75 bucks.
~Having all my boobage fit into my bra again on the very day the scale says I gained a pound.
~Doing by partial sight a thing I used to do by feel.
~”I have always given my castoffs to charity.” This was PRICELESS, but you mighta had to been there.
~Setting my children to cleaning up their “I’ve walked through the house dropping things” trails….and being prepared to follow through with the trash can if they didn’t.
S is for Small Stack of Sentimental Stuff I’ve Started for Sarah.