I just realized I haven't posted anything in about a month. It feels like forever. I haven't had any motivation to do any projects. In fact, one of my projects which would only take me about 15 minutes to complete, is sitting in the garage staring at me every time I pass through, annoying me. My only excuse is that I am currently a single mom of two very active 16 month old boys. It's basically all I can do to make it to their bed time and back to the couch to stare off into nothingness. Okay, it's not THAT bad. Not every day anyway.
The Framer's Market has opened here about three weeks ago and it is awesome. It's small, but has just about everything I would ever think to use and some things I wouldn't... My first trip to the market I was apparently feeling adventurous. I bought goat meat from a very local farm. I decided that a loin and two loin chops would be good. I plan to slow cook the loin and the farmer told me to prepare it as I would a lamb dish (cuz I've prepared so many of those?) Anyway I figured my dad is the perfect person to try it out on. He, like my husband, will eat just about anything. I mean that in the most complimentary way. It is nice when you can put a "spaghetti pie" in front of your new husband and he eats it without complaining. I had no clue how to cook when Jamie and I got married.
The other constant purchases at the market is eggs, sweet potatoes, green tomatoes, lettuce, onions, and strawberries. I've discovered that for my Yankee roots, I make killer fried green tomatoes.
Dad comes in two days and other than hanging out with the boys I plan on going for nature walks and to the park and maybe coerce dad into coming along on a grocery trip before he leaves so I don't have to push the double stroller and pull the shopping cart like some retarded caravan through the ever crowded Wally World hearing "you've got your hands full" every two feet. If this weren't predominantly a retirement community, I would seriously consider ramming people with the stroller when they said that to me. It makes me want to scream!
In other news, this is only the half way mark through this stint of single parent hood. Seriously? Another 6 weeks? As you all know, I'm more of a "glass half empty" kinda girl. So that's my take on the halfway marker. The bright side is that I will have my dad for 8 days (like dad Hanukkah) then Jamie flies home for a three day weekend. Actually it's more like a day and a half with travel time, but it will be awesome. After that it's a month until the beach house. I'm hoping for the fastest month in history.
As you can tell, I'm going a little crazy here by myself. If it wasn't for wanting to get this house I probably would have gone to my parents at least for a little while. Or maybe gone down with Jamie to San Antonio. Oh well. Speaking of crazy, I just heard my kids squeal, thus starts my day...
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