I will be crying plenty this summer

Onions make me cry every time I cut them. If you have ever walked in on me while chopping onions, you might see me with goggles on, a candle burning next to me, a towel to cover my nose and mouth, or just kleenex shoved up my nose. Pathetic. 

The reason for so much crying this summer is this:
 

It might not look like much. But if you look closely, you will see something in the top left corner...here is a closer picture for your convenience.

 

What you are seeing are 45 little onions growing. We will see how many make it through the summer and into my kitchen. Also, you cant see it in the picture, but just above it, we have 20 garlic bulbs planted.

We are really excited about our new garden. We built this garden last summer with little time to plant anything. Other things we anticipate to plant are tomatoes, zucchini, squash and herbs that will be in separate locations.

My friend Michelle found a way to help with the crying while chopping dilemma. She takes a non-lit matchstick and bites it between her teeth while cutting the onion. I am sure this will still look silly, but might be the easiest way.

My little ones are celebrating today because it's raining. They are enjoying their first nutrients.

Dream

I had a dream last night that I was wearing platform high heal shoes and was walking everywhere in them. I felt so proud and comfortable wearing them around, it was like they were made for me.

I remember thinking, "these are so comfortable, I can't believe they look so crazy and dangerous, but are so stable and fitting."

The only reason I dreamed these things, is because I have tried on these types of shoes several times. Usually when nobody is looking at the store. Also, last Friday, I stopped in Old Navy to return something and had to check out the clearance section. Low and behold, there were some awesome, glittery platforms on sale with my name on it.

But I didn't buy them. I couldn't see myself wearing them anywhere but at home to cook dinner. Maybe one day I will get some, but I won't wear them with clothes like the pictures below shows. 

 

I will just have my WILD dreams for now.

Pronunciation Lession

I don't know about you, but I don't remember a lesson in English class on the pronunciation of the following words:

 Ms. 

Mrs.

Miss.

Maybe I was sick that day of class or "you just know" that kinda thing, but I never paid attention to the pronunciation until recently. I will admit that I am not the greatest on the use of correct grammar always or spelling perfectly, but this will be something I try to work on more because I am around so many proper and professional people who listen to the pronunciation of their salutation.

Here is what I have at my desk to help me with the pronunciation.

If you see me soon, try to correct me or remind me when I say your salutation and name.

Brown Friday

This year I participated in Brown Friday because it consisted of relaxing at home with these brown furry friends. One of Kona's boyfriends, Nelson came to stay with us. They played all day nonstop while I did this:

Later that afternoon, I found a good parking spot and made it to the mall to find a brown belt that was not snatched up in the mad rush. It just so happened to be Brown - to go with my Brown Friday theme. 

I hope everyone had a good Friday, no matter what color it might have been.

Turkey and Pies

I am so full right now as I type this post (in my sweat pants on the couch) about Ten things I love about Thanksgiving time:

1. Family getting together and a full kitchen of people
2. Good food to eat
3. Being off from work
4.Thinking about how blessed and thankful I am for many things
5. Wearing sweats so that I don't know how much I ate
6. Sales at the stores
7. Hearing what people are Thankful for
8. Mashed Potatoes
9. Leftovers
10. Movies on TV


What do you love about Thanksgiving?

 GOBBLE GOBBLE

Thankstmas

I made a scene that represents Thanksgiving and Christmas.

As you can see,  Frosty is coming from behind the Thanksgiving scene to illustrate that Christmas is just around the corner.

 

Time to Celebrate Thanksgiving, even though there is Christmas music playing on the radio and it's sunny and 70.

 

 

 

 

Would you rather?

• Find your zipper open yourself and have to think about who saw you, what underwear you are wearing, or even what you were doing the whole time it was unzipped (sitting, squatting, stretching) 

Or

• Have someone tell you and be a little embarrassed, maybe think about some of the things above, but be more grateful that you know now and can carry on.

I dont know about you, but when I find my pants unzipped, (like I did last Wednesday) my ears get hot and I start to think through everything. Sometimes I even unzip my pants again to see what it looked like when I sit or how I looked walking. I am so weird like that.  

We all have seen it on others and we think to ourselves "if they only knew..." or "should I tell them, no- they might be embarrassed..." I would hate for that person to go to the restroom and see that their pants are unzipped and know they have been talking to me for a long time and feel more embarrassed. 


It is a little different when you have to tell the opposite sex about their zipper, but I know they would still appreciate it. 


Anyone else think this way or have a story to tell?


P.S. - Everyone check your zipper now!