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Category: Life
Shopping one day, Scott brought to me a can of kids’ pasta in ABC and 123 shapes. This was an organic version of Chef Boyardee’s famous product, but the ingredient list was as long as my arm and it cost $3. So, I told him, “No.” He put the can back then pointed my attention to pasta made in the same shapes.
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I hesitated before having this done. My husband loves long hair on me. I’ve always personally liked it kind of short, but it’s an easy way to make him happy to keep it long. When I mentioned to him that I had hair long enough to donate to Locks of Love, he immediately started encouraging me to do so. His mother died from breast cancer, and he watched her lose her hair then wear a wig for quite a few of her last months. He told me he loved my hair, long or short, and would love it even more knowing that I’d donated again to Locks of Love (I did it before 3 years ago and Kaylee did it 2 years ago.)
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If you remember my Wordless Wednesday from last week, we got a new refrigerator delivered on Tuesday. We actually purchased the fridge in the beginning of August, but they were out of stock and we had to wait for delivery. Gregg measured the fridge, and he and my dad spent a day one weekend cutting the cupboard above the refrigerator to fit the measurements of the new fridge.
Only, it didn’t fit. By 1/4 inch.
I started to make this a glib Facebook status, but decided instead that my little mini-rant could actually be a blog post.
I had my day and my week planned down to the minute. My home ran like a well oiled machine. Things would interrupt that smooth operation — an out of town trip, the early stages of garden growing when you have to be outside tending the garden constantly, a night with no sleep and a cranky child — but for the most part, it was all good. For three years I excelled at the housekeeping part of homemaking.
At the BINGO hall is a concession stand that sells the typical fare – mostly soy hamburgers on white bread, pork hotdogs, chips with nacho cheese, frozen “pizza logs” reheated in a microwave, etc. Consequently, when I get home from the soup kitchen, I usually make a big dinner and take it to feed to the volunteers.
Homemaking is a job. It requires full time attention. It encompasses a huge amount of responsibility from maintaining a clean home, doing laundry, cooking, caring for children, caring for the spouse, gardening, preserving, etc. etc. For some of us, it also includes homeschooling.
Gregg and I watched Food, Inc., last week. The facts presented were interesting, but it was just ridiculous how they twisted things with the intent of eliciting an emotional response. The facts as facts were enough to get the point across without the added exaggeration element. But, I guess that’s how “documentaries” are presented.
