More Pink.

See that pink bucket?  Apparently you can buy some chicken and help cure breast cancer at the same time!  Talk about killing 2 birds with 1 stone!(hehehe)...We were talking about this at work yesterday and I thought that a great slogan for this would be "Buy a breast, save a breast!"  Who's with me?

Look What I Found!

Vintage tampons!!!!!  I was on the hunt for something today and came across these oldies.  According to my calculations these are about 11-12 years old.  I know this because after I had Garrett in 2000 I was on the Depo shot up until the time I got pregnant with Lucas, therefore AF didn't visit me in all that time. Do I save or do I toss?  This is where my green and frugal self and just-throw-it-out self come to blows.  On this one the latter won out.  But there was less than 1/2 of the box left anyway.  So I only feel less than 1/2 bad about giving them the old heave-ho.

Look What I Did!

I totally mangled my rings!  More specifically, my engagement ring and wrap.  I was sliding the door to the laundry room shut and my hand didn't quite make it out.  I looked down at my hand and thought "Wow, that ring looks a little off." Then I realized that it hurt and my finger was starting to turn reddish purple.   Mark came to my rescue and got a pair of pliers and made it so I could remove the rings.  This picture doesn't even do it justice.  Lucky for me he can fix them up at work. How long I have to wait for them is another story.  What I thought was interesting was that my diamonds took a hard blow but my wedding band came through perfectly fine.  Ah, the symbolism!           

Veggie Time

I absolutely adore fresh veggies from the garden in the summer!  Growing them is another matter.  It's not that I'm against gardening.  In fact, I would love to be able to dig in the dirt and be proud of what I've grown.  What holds me back is the fact that the only living things that I've tried to raise and haven't killed yet are my kids.  That, and the commitment and time you need to give to the garden.  Since I work full time I don't have much time during the week to tend to a garden and in my off-time on the weekends I'm going here there and everywhere.  So to reconcile my love of fresh veggies and my gardening ambivalence I have decided that I'm going to purchase a farm share.  I'm really stoked about this!  Lately Garrett has been really into trying new fruits and veggies and this is a perfect way to introduce new foods to his palate.  I can't say this is a totally original idea though.  I just finished viewing Chelsea's blog post about healthy living  and CSAs* and thought it was a fabulous idea.  So I did a little net searching and found a farm not far from my BIL and SIL's house.  I can't wait to see what I get each week!

*I didn't know what a CSA was either.  It's Community Supported Agriculture.

Blog Post Soup

Hmmm.  Looks like I haven't written a post in a while.  March has been quite a busy month here and I've barely had time to breathe!   However, there has been a few things knockin' around in my head so here they are, in condensed form.........

I had to find a new daycare for Lucas.   My fabulous SIL had been watching Lucas from the time he was 8 weeks old and I am very happy for the time he got to spend getting to know some of his cousins.  I am also happy that he was with someone who loves him almost as much as I do!  My SIL is preggo with #4 and chasing around little Lucas was getting to be too much.  Flash-forward 2 weeks...he is now at a small daycare that I absolutely LOVE where he gets to play with a few other kiddos his age.

My Grammy passed away on March 18 at the age of 87.  Now she can hang with Grampa and 3 of her kids who got to heaven before she did.  Here's a couple of my favorite stories of Gram..

    One weekend while Gram was visiting with my mom she was having a conversation with my sister. Gram said "You know, if there was birth control in my day, I wouldn't have had as many kids.  I probably would've stopped at 4." (My mom is number 6 of 8.)   My sister said "But Gram!   If that happened then you wouldn't have mom and I wouldn't be here!" And to that, Gram said "I know!  Aren't you lucky!!"

   My mom was raised in Brownville Junction, a small town in Maine.   They lived pretty close to the railroad tracks.  Back then there wasn't any soup kitchens.  Therefore, there were "hobos"  around looking for food.  My grandparents were pretty poor themselves but one thing Gram was really good about was making sure everyone was fed.  If someone came to her porch looking for something to eat, Gram always gave it to them.

My eyeball has been twitching for about 2 weeks now.  I'm starting to turn into Chief Inspector Dreyfuss.

My entire household was sick last Friday and Saturday.  Fun times!  Nothing like simultaneous vomiting to bring a couple closer together.  We all slept most of the day Friday and Saturday and most of us voluntarily fasted.  I lost 6 pounds.  Woo hoo!  At least something good came out of it.  The bad part--I was going to get a crapload of housework done because Mark and I actually had a weekend off together.

OK, why is it that kids are afraid they're not going to get anymore loot if they tell Mom and Dad that they no longer believe in Santa/the Easter Bunny/the Tooth Fairy?  We practically had to drag it out of Garrett this weekend that he knew I put the candy out.