Something to be thankful for:

I’m thankful I’m not Violet’s kitty. The amount of fun she is having with him is usually inversely proportionate to the amount of fun he is having. She likes to carry him around and make him walk on his tiptoes, she frequently turns around the cat toy so that instead of bouncing a mouse on a string off of him, she is smacking him with a plastic rod, she turns her sippy-cup up-side-down and shakes water on him till he hides under the bed, she yells at him all the time for no reason, and she frequently throws things at him and they aren’t always soft. I don’t think he really cares though. Is that normal?


It takes two to tango…

For those of you who feel sorry for me based on the last post…you should probably know that AJ changes an inordinate amount of diapers. In the long run I get off pretty well, even with having to carry and have a baby. Not that I dislike changing diapers, I just really…okay, I dislike them. Also, he does more carrying of Violet and Violet related stuff, and usually ends up being the person Violet must have read that book, or play that game. All in all…who am I kidding–I’m still the one who has a baby here. Kids, it doesn’t matter what they tell you–childbirth is nothing short of barbaric. Men, Mother’s Day is coming up and you better not forget it.


A Shamless Plug for Which I Will Not Get Paid

Here’s where I buy the majority of my food staples: Azure Standard

I know, saying I buy “food staples” makes me sound like I live out on a prairie somewhere and lazy afternoons in the summer you’ll find me rocking on the front porch with a shotgun over my knee.  Not that that wouldn’t be kind of cool…except for the prairie part. I seriously need mountains around. Flat grasslands make me feel lonely even if there are plenty of people around. I think it’s the sky. It looks desolate and bored when there’s nothing to cover it except the horizon, and anything floating across its blue expanse would look lost and alone out there in the blue gauzyness. If it was a thoughtful sort of day and I happened to be lying on my back looking up at the sky and saw a lone bird flying across, I think the back of my throat might start to ache just a little.

I digressed. I think pregnancy is making me go off on rabbit trails every time I start typing, although I’m not sure if I can really blame pregnancy for anything else than I already do. After all, I already blame it for walking funny, looking funny, and feeling funny, although I guess thinking funny wouldn’t necessarily be a bad thing now, would it? See? I just did it again–I digressed. I actually had to go back and add to yesterday’s post after I published it because I realized that I had published it without remembering to finish a sentence. That’s how bad this is. Here’s why: I have six days till my due date and I am so ready to start sleeping on my stomach again. So ready.

Anyway, Azure Standard. Here’s an example of what I mean by staples. Currently in my pantry I have:

15 pounds of lentils,

10 pounds brown rice (short grain)

10 pounds of brown rice (basmati)

25 pounds of black beans

25 pounds of pinto beans (thats where refried beans come from, Kids)

10 pounds of great northern beans

25 pounds of rolled quick oats

25 pounds of unbleached wheat flour

Since these are all dry goods, they keep just fine in my pantry in the bags they come in. Maybe if you didn’t eat them often enough they would go bad–the flour would eventually be rancid–but I use wheat flour instead of white for the majority of my baking, we eat oatmeal for breakfast 4-5 times a week, and we have meals with beans and rice 4-5 times a week. Did you know that combining beans and rice in the same meal allows the amino acids to combine into a complete protein? I bet I just sounded really nerdy, sorry. Unless you live under a rock, you probably know that having a lot of non-animal protein in your diet is a great way to lose weight and stay healthy. Azure Standard ships free with a $50 minimum order to a drop point somewhere in your neighborhood. You should at least go and check it out–they sell everything from diapers and makeup to apples and frozen foods. Plus, buying in bulk is way cheaper.

Azure Standard people, if you’re reading this–can I get a discount off my next order?


this is really weird

for some reason some of my posts are getting censored by someone…wordpress maybe? In reading through some old ones I noticed that some of them have words that are ***** out. I can’t fix them either. This is really strange.



Today I wish for the fleas of a thousand camels to infest the armpits of anyone who sends out computer viruses. You know its going to be a good one when your windows security center starts giving you messages in broken English…and then attempts to open a porn site.

It’s ok though. I can live without a computer. Luckily Violet and I visit my parents house often enough for her to harass her Auntie Showny, and for me to get online. So far, we haven’t had to go to the library for internet, which, as my brother-in-law says, is not unlike wearing someone else’s underwear. Not that I would know….*cough, cough*

By the way, have any of you tried the upside-down-tomato planter thing yet? I just planted a Sweet Million cherry tomato plant in one the other day, and I’m seriously hoping this is my ticket to getting tomatoes this summer. In the past, I’ve had the embarrassing habit of letting my plants get dried out and then dousing them with water in a last-ditch effort to revive them, which (as you may already know) results in thick-skinned blah tomatoes. Don’t judge me for my haphazard gardening history though, in my defense my patio is usually about 20 degrees hotter than anywhere else, so everything out there just bakes in the summertime.

So, you know what I decided? Back in January of this year, I did a bunch of Convictions posts where I sat on my soapbox and talked your ear off about different issues that I feel strongly about. And by “issues” I don’t mean animal rights…but if you read my blog on any sort of a regular basis, you already know how I feel about that. I say, Save a Cow, Eat a Vegetarian.

(speaking of funny, there’s a new car-fixing place that just opened in my town. Outside the building there’s huge handpainted banner reading Free Ispections! No one loves typos as much as I do. That being said, yes–I know “car-fixing place” isn’t the most technical term, and no, you may not look through my blogs for typos. I actually rarely proof anything I write because I’m lazy and you probably don’t catch most of them)

I just totally tangented on you. Sorry, Anyway, since January, I’ve had so many more Convictions posts I wanted to write. I have a lot to say about a lot of stuff, so I think I just might keep on writing them as long as I come up with new ones. Right now you can read any of my Convictions posts by just searching for “convictions” in the search thing on the right-hand side of this page, but I think I’ll probably make a new tab for them eventually so they’ll be all by themselves just like the “recipes” tab.

This is getting long. Are you still there?