Blissful Blessing

HEAT!!  Having heat is the warmest hug, wrapping around my body, after coming inside from 40 degree weather!!

What a blissful blessing to have central HEAT, and air!    At my new place, I only had window units that were air conditioners.   AND, I didn’t possess a space heater, until I moved here to my newest place, and bought adopted my happy heater.    He makes me so happy!!   {Hence the name.}

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What a cute button nose, and wide awake, bright eyes! That smile on its lips is a joy to behold.

 

 

Now, I have 2 sources of heat!   I’ll thank God till I die, that I got this house!!!

Unless you have lived through a 40 degree night, with no heating, and no electric blanket. you’ll never quite appreciate the blissful blessing of finally having heat!!     (Yes, I did survive, thanks to the 1 thick blankie, and 1 thick quilt I had.    Thanks for your concern!)

So, if you have central heat, or a heater of any kind, be thankful for your blissful blessing!!

{Are ya wondering HOW many times I can repeat the title in ONE post???    Looks like 3 is the limit.}

Japanese Jottings

Have you read that Japanese book about tidying up??   I haven’t, and I feel like I don’t need to, due to the hundreds thousands (feels like anyway) of posts I’ve read on the subject.

Some people are really gung ho.   Others are more skeptical, but willing to try it.    Others pick and choose parts to apply to their lives.

I joked about DD1 “Konmari-ing” me without my permission.   But all she did was fold the clothes in those overly fussy {in my humble opinion} little shapes.   Ain’t nobody got time for that!!

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That said, some of her principles intrigue me.   The one where if the item doesn’t spark joy, get rid of it.   I do have 1 piece of clothing that doesn’t spark joy, so I’m thinking it might need to go.

getting rid of snap front housedress

Buh-bye, snappy house dress!

 

 

However,  I will NOT be holding it in my hand, and thanking it for its service!     I don’t believe inanimate objects have spirits, or the need for appreciation.    That part is very hinky to me.

I do know once you tidied up, you will have more energy, and less depression, because I have experienced that for myself.

But, none of her clients have EVER had to re-tidy???   Somehow, I don’t quite believe that.   So, maybe she never worked with any parents????    Or people on the hoarding scale???  Or people who are overwhelmed???    Anyway, that’s just my opinion, that part might not be entirely true.   Or, maybe she has only been working less than 5 years???    I don’t know.

So, while I won’t be using her methods, I do agree that tidying up is very good for you!   And we should all try it!

Just my thought on the jottings of that Japanese lady.

Eggy Eggs

So, PP wanted eggs for lunch.    PP always wants eggs for lunch, for dinner, for breakfast…. basically anytime it’s food time!    Eggy, eggy, eggs.

And, since I’m such an awesome Omie, I let her crack the eggs one time.    Then, if you have kids, you know what happened.    She has to crack the eggs EVERY time now!    What was I thinking???    So, here we were after church, making scrambled eggs.    And she “stirs” them with the purple spatula, which doesn’t work, of course, because she basically just chases the yolks around and around the bowl.

 

purple pancake turner

WE always called it a pancake turner. Why did I say spatula??

 

So, next thing I know, she’s “stirring” them with her hands!    Wha????    Oh well, we washed her hands before, and we’ll bless the food before we eat it, so just grin and bear it.

Sometimes it’s hard to choke down the shells, but she tries!    (I try to distract her long enough to get the huge pieces out, but….)

Then she “helps” me pour them into the frying pan.    And I use “helps” really, really loosely.    I put the pan on the back burner, and she stirs the eggs until she gets bored, 5.6 seconds, or so, then she moves her stool to the sink to wash her hands.    And treat them to a full 15 minute spa experience, if I’ll let her!

pretty purple frying pan

It’s so purdy!!

 

Then, this time, the alarm went off!  

fire alarm

ANNOYING ALARM!!

 

I just ignored it, because it meant the eggs were ready!  But it scared PP, poor baby.   Happily, the eggs were done enough, and I turned off the stove, and the hideous clamoring ceased.   {Later, when I went to clean up, I saw the problem, in her enthusiasm, PP had slopped the eggs all over the burner.   Boy, if that wasn’t a joy to try to scrub up!}

Anyway, we said our blessing, and she inhaled the eggs.   And I thought I ate fast!    That girl loves her eggs!!    And she eats 3 every time!    So, of course I have to eat three, to keep up with her.   So, that’s half a dozen eggs, just for the two of us!!    And eggs are expensive, so it costs me…  calculating….  a whole dollar every meal!    Well, when you put it like that, it’s the cheapest meal ever!    50 cents each!

So, we were both full, we had a bonding experience, and the alarm was silent.    A successful end to our adventure!

Click Clack Cluck

Click, clack, cluck??   Melinda, are you nuts???    (Why, yes I am!   Thanks for noticing!)   That doesn’t make a lick of sense!

Well, Chicken Laughs doesn’t alliterate!!

marrying a free range chicken

Mama ALWAYS knows best!!

 

free range chickens run for it

can't count eggs as dependents before they hatch

Don’t count those chickens before they hatch!!

chicken knows how to drive

 

first time egg farming

 

Easter egg hatched

kentucky freud chicken

Hope you got as many laughs outta these as I did!

To my surprise, I’m finding that I LIKE having a series.    After a year and a half of blogging,  I can always learn something new!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

More Murdered Mouse

Oh my grief!   This mouse is determined to get on my ever loving LAST nerve!!    It started its shenanigans again tonight.    Not working, not responding.    I (smartly) looked on the back, and the light kept blinking on and off.     Now, I know those batteries, that I JUST put in there a WEEK ago, are not bad!    {I really said “them”, but I’m trying to clean it up for all the Grammar Nazis.   You’re welcome.}

I might murder it myself this time!    What ever could be wrong???     So, like the techno whiz that I am, ( since I fixed the problem last time, I can call myself that now.   Uh huh!!!   I can so!!)  I opened the back to investigate.   Lo and behold, the batteries were loose!     More aggravation!    But, at least this time it was such a super simple fix, I didn’t even need to get outta my chair!!!    (And ya know how lazy I am, so not having ta get up is a good thing.   A very good thing!)

And now, to top it all off, I can’t find the previous mouse pix in my media library!!    Am I really gonna haf ta get out my phone, turn over the mouse, and take another picture???    Really??  I ain’t got time for this!!

mouse with the light on

The light is on! YAY!!

 

Hurray!   There it is!    {No jokes from the peanut gallery about needing stronger glasses, please.}

Now, let’s just wait and see what other tricks this mouse has up its sleeve to annoy me to no end.  

Okay, so mice have no sleeves.   Up its circuits???

 

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D(r)uggar Dream

The other day, as I was napping, {okay you young, single 20 somethings, I hear you sniggering about the old lady who naps.   Just wait until you’re older and wiser, you’ll start to appreciate their value too!!    If you’re a Mom with littles, I know you KNOW the value of naps, and can’t get one for love nor money!}

wants a nap

Bless her heart! I know how she feels!!

 

Anyhoo, as I napped, I dreamed I was with the Duggars (before the Josh thing).    We were all in 1 huge hotel room, with bunk beds.   Of course!    Where else are all those kids gonna sleep!     I was the nanny, and warned the younger kids not to open the door for any reason.   Of course, one of them just HAD to test the boundaries, and open it.

In came charging a crazy, (in a bad way, not MY GOOD way) woman, screaming and hollering, and carrying on.    Everyone else was frozen in shock.   I grabbed her arm, and marched her out the door.

Suddenly, the littles understood why they shouldn’t open the door!

Friday Frivolity Feature

Sarah Eliza from Devastate Boredom, featured me on her Friday Frivolity Linky Party!!    YAY!!    Thank you, Sarah Eliza!!

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In a fun twist, since we now have four hosts we will also have FOUR FEATURES…. but you will have to go check out the other three blogs to see if you were featured there!  😉  

“Meme Me Me Meme…..
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I love this one!!

Melinda over at Purple Slob in Recovery had me rolling with her collection of literary memes!  If you’re the bookish type, you need to go check them out, stat!!  ;P”
Sarah Eliza loves alliteration as much as I do!    Only one of the reasons we are blogging buddies!
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