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My matched set of grandchildren - Oliver and Cosette

Saturday, February 20, 2010

randomness

Evander Holyfield and his wife are turning to Dr. Phil to help save their marriage. I'm obviously no expert on marriage but it seems like the Jump The Shark phase of marriage when you go on Dr. Phil.

We're forecasted to have beautiful weather today. I'm excited. Inspired almost. I may even clean out my closet. Which ... of course... isn't exactly an outdoor activity.

Stasha - we probably won't be going into town today... Austin's guests aren't staying all day so we won't be playing putt-putt, etc. I imagine Austin will sleep all day. And when he wakes up... he's got a mess to clean up.

I would love to see Coppelia (it's a ballet) while it's in Atlanta. Of course... it costs a lot and is on a weeknight. But I love the story. I love ballet. So glad my little red-headed angels are getting their dance on! Can't wait until Monday!

I finally got my gravy biscuit from Glenda's for breakfast! Woohoo! It was every bit as good as I thought it would be and I'm totally satisfied. I pigged out with "junk" food last night so instead of my usual free-eating day today... I ended the feast with the biscuit. I'm back on track for the rest of the weekend.

I bought sausage biscuits for the three little pigs who stayed up eating and playing Wii all night. They're on the counter. For whenever they wake up. Lunchtime or whenever.

Aren't the Russians SORE LOSERS about the whole skating thing? When you watch the top two finishers in that men's competition that Russian guy looks stiff and sloppy. I think his remarks should cost him his medal... that's not at all what Olympic competition is about. Cry baby.

I adore Apolo Ono.

I'm sneezing this morning... a little stuffy.

I didn't sleep much last night... only about five hours. But I'm wide awake. There's always time for a nap later if I need one.

The Today show has a segment about Vancouver beers... the guy doing it is looking like he's got a buzz. Isn't it like... 5:30 in the morning there? Goodness.

I'm a huge believer in supporting local businesses, much more so since we've moved here to the mountains and have had the opportunity to plug into our community. There are only two degrees of seperation around here... if I don't know the owner of the store, my brother knows them or their sister delivered my niece (true story) or their daughter went to high school with me (another true story) or my niece is in their daughter's class at school (another true story). Around here business is personal. So... I try to, as much as I can afford to, use local businesses for the things we need. Austin has been asking me to stop at the little coffee market at the edge of Helen for a few weeks... and Wednesday night we had a few minutes before supper at church so we stopped in... go to www.jumpingoat.com . We had a nice chat with the owner and bought a few sample bags of coffee. I'm not a HUGE coffee drinker, especially since we don't live near Starbucks any more but this coffee is awesome. Austin said, "Mom... I'd rather have this than Starbucks!". High praise indeed! The only problem I've had is that my keurig single cup coffee maker does better with espresso grind. WELL... today I went to the website and found out that they can do espresso grind for you! So if you want a taste of the beautiful life we have here... order a pound from Jumping Goat! (this is not a paid advertisement!)

We had a busy week... had to run errands during the week as we were out of EVERYTHING but the cool flip side is that I don't have to run any errands today! My kid is fat and happy and sleeping. I can do as much or as little as I want today! Including nap... and although it's just nine am... I think a nap is coming up on the agenda pretty quickly...

have a great day!

2 comments:

Remo said...

"...but it seems like the Jump The Shark phase of marriage when you go on Dr. Phil."

Gee, thanks. Now you tell me.

Wendy in Oz said...

Sounds like the perfect weekend coming up. Hope you enjoy it as much as you anticipate...xxx