somehow pablo, the blind wonderdog got one of my dresses caught on his neck and he carried it off of the bed and down the stairs and into the living room to share with the rest of us.
6 days ago
somehow pablo, the blind wonderdog got one of my dresses caught on his neck and he carried it off of the bed and down the stairs and into the living room to share with the rest of us.
and i was immediately drawn to this one. my reread was so fascinating. the things i underlined and emphasized as a 19 year old were so confrontational. so in your face. (imagine that.) believe it or not, i have softened quite a bit. i like to think that i am much more engaging. maybe? a little?
i love thrift stores and the treasures they hold. i get sniffly and sneezy and feel grimy afterwards but i love the beautiful dishes and vases and items i have acquired at thrift stores over the years.
each week i receive an email like the one below...i research the items i am unfamiliar with, seek out some recipes then i pick up my bag of goodies and the fun begins. and i am for real about the potato thing...i have enough soup to last a year. which is awesome!!!
although i look forward to my summer of self sufficiency (hopefully) i can proudly say i haven't bought general produce at the grocery store in months. lemons and limes (use sunkist-union approved!) are the only thing i have been purchasing (with the reg's like cheese and milk and yogurt)
i volunteered to help at this thing last year in my old job and was given a gift card to barnes & noble. i knew right away i wanted to buy a gardening book and i waited and waited. i went to b & n last weekend, took off my coat, sat on the floor and explored the garden books. the one i decided on kicks ass!
so now my dreams are full of these diagrams...i space out into visions of canning tomatoes and beans and peppers and cucumbers...my quest for simple living is coming along quite nicely and i feel less stress and complications with each plan i make that is striving towards more self sufficiency and less corporate consumption.
maybe i miss my hippie college. i know i am stir crazy and having a tough winter. but the prospect of summer eats that came from my yard 20 ft away just gets me all giddy. wook at da whittle pwants and weeves!!!