I wanted to write to you all day, but I didn't have a book that I finished, which is what I normally write about on Mondays, so I was thinking all day about something else that I could review for you. Alas, I came up blank. Now it's evening hours and here I am still wanting to write to you. About what, I'm still clueless, so you'll have to excuse me if this blog post gets a little windy or if you get to the end of it and wonder what I was really talking about.
February seems to have proven itself a very busy month. We had a death in the family, a funeral in the church, numerous birthdays, very little cake, doctor's appointments, get together's and every day life going on around here. Today, Hannah had some friends over. You see, I loved sleep overs as a child, but I HATED the fact that I was always the first one asleep. So we had a mixed up sleep over today. The girls wore their pajamas all day, the sleeping bags were out, there was junk food, and I left them alone, coming out to clean up the occasional accident or to pay for pizza. They seemed to have a good time. Though I know my little one wishes that they could have stayed longer. It was fun to do all those sleep over type things without the burden of being tired. And it also means that we don't have a day of recovery because someone stayed up too late. I like it, I may offer to host it again.
I'm currently reading Ketchup is a Vegetable. So far, it's for mom's with children much younger than my own, but she has a very laid back writing style which I find quite enjoyable. Other than that, I'm mainly reading blogs and bits of papers that I find lying around. And subtitles, lots of subtitles cause I am totally enjoying Netflix's Lilyhammer, cussing and all.
I've been trying lots of new recipes lately, most of which my family tolerates or actually enjoys. But then, they like me so much, that I think it can be hard for them to say they don't like my cooking. Some days I find that they like something that I've made and I can't stand it. What do you do then? Personally, unless someone loves it and had always loved it, I'm probably going to not make it again, ever. Life's too short for nasty food.