I just don't even know where to begin so let's see what happens. There comes a time in a young man's life...um, no. Four score and twenty years ago.....wait, that's not right. Uhhhh, how about There once was a girl from Nantucket...oops, definately not. Well let's just start........................
I have had so much swirling in my brain and bouncing around in my skull lately that I'm having a real hard time trying to write anything half way cohesive and coherent. I need to write I just don't know how to begin. With the loss of our job I kind of went into panic mode. Which I guess is okay and allowed but it sure does throw everything off around here. I'm stressed and it translates to the kids so everyone is not really themselves. But with luck everything will start finally settling down. Ryan started a new job this week and we are slowing getting back into a new routine. I didn't realize how much I had missed some of the routine until it was interrupted this past month and a half. I mean, don't get me wrong, I still detest doing laundry everyday and sweeping and cleaning and all those mundane chores. But in it's own way it's my job and when my job gets interrupted it just throws everything off.
As I write this I am feeling very sad. I sure would appreciate if everyone would take a moment of time to reflect and remember a good friend of mine who recently passed. My dear 'ol coffee pot. It has just slowly been heading down hill and as much as I tried to ignore the warning signs, it just became too much for my dear friend to endure. So although I can still make coffee with my french press I'll forever miss my coffee pot......at least until I get a new one!
As June is swiftly coming to a close and summer is rapidly approaching I've realized that somewhere down the line I've gotten old. Yes I do hesitate to say it too loudly for I am still trying to believe it myself. But here is the thing, since school is out I of course see a lot more kids out and about these days. Especially the teenagers. When I see them walk by I'm shocked, shocked to see what they are wearing. The tiniest of shorts, the lowest cut shirts or barely there tanks. The I catch myself and think........ didn't I wear much the same when I too was a teenager? At that age I probably looked like a boy from the front or back so it didn't matter much but I'm not so old I don't remember thinking how cute I was! Boy what a handful of years and a couple of kids will do for the self esteem. But seriously I'd like to just say...."THANK GOD I DON'T HAVE GIRLS!" Poor Lex........your teenage years are fast approaching. My sympathies dear friend.
Well so I haven't really said much but I think I'm still trying to process. It's all settling down so that's good and perhaps soon I can get back to recipe making. I'm campaigning as I write for a wicked awesome (thanks Martha for the lingo I love) pineapple cake recipe that Toni makes. I figure if I pester her enough she might give the secret up! But be on the look out for some new stuff in the next month or so. In the meantime if anyone feels like bringing by a cup of coffee to share I'd love ya forever!
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