Last night I rediscovered the value of a hand-written journal. My wrist hurts from writing so much; I’m not used to that anymore! Synopsis in blue (as per my system):
My mom is not exactly a gracious gift recipient. I understand not wanting to receive gifts / feeling awkward about it, but seriously? You can never go wrong with a simple “Thank you.” Don’t ask me why she feels like she needs to say things like, “Oh, you don’t have anything to do with your money?” or “Why did you get me a present?” before adding a “Thank you” as an afterthought. This is nothing new — she’s been like that for years — but oh my goodness, it irks me!
Friday night, my brother did not come home until nearly 10.00 … which is long after the time when I feel comfortable eating. I was kind of hyperventilating. And attempting to keep it to myself, because this is what happens when I don’t: “Thank you for making my birthday so wonderful.” A) I didn’t say anything! B) Suddenly you know how to say “thank you”?!
Saturday afternoon, everyone came over for a party. By “everyone,” I mean my siblings with their kids, and I don’t know exactly how many there are, but I have well over two dozen nieces and nephews. The house looked like a tornado had swept through it, but that’s okay, it can always be straightened out again. I was less okay with my niece being two inches away from me for two hours. The very thought that my sister ever thinks she can borrow my clothes! … I am, like, three times her size!!!!
And that is that. Moving on, we tried some new “frozen confections” this week.
I hate coconut. It isn’t very popular in this household, but I wanted to try this. I bought the mango flavor even though I don’t like mango because I was attempting to prevent my brother’s inevitable complaining about the coconut component! It turned out not to be an issue, because we couldn’t taste the coconut at all. If you like mango, you’ll love this; I want to try the other flavors, because it did have a delightfully creamy texture. (Speaking of the other flavors… what does hibiscus taste like?! The Whole Foods where I bought this didn’t have the raspberry or lemonade.)
Chocolate Almond Dream: well, it tasted like chocolate. No surprises there! But it didn’t have the slight bitterness like the Purely Decadent did, which is a good thing in my book.
For some inexplicable reason, some containers of strawberry yogurt have appeared in my refrigerator. I did not buy them, because I only buy vanilla; I remember that I couldn’t find any vanilla a few weeks back, so I bought some strawberry, but I already finished those. No idea when or how these appeared, but I guess they need to be eaten.
With a microwaved / crumbled Nana’s berry vanilla cookie bar.
No, I am not sick of roasted cauliflower yet! I realize that you might be sick of seeing it, so I wouldn’t post this except that it made me think of Averie: I bought a head of cauliflower today, and it was not organic, but when I pulled off the leaves, I found a bug crawling around on its merry way. Lovely. So much for pesticides!
Have a great Monday!
“Life is a great surprise. I don’t see why death should not be an even greater one.”