I get so tired of absolutely everything being like a little war – as if everyone has to agree with you and if you can’t convince them to change their minds they’re your sworn enemies. And it’s not just the relatively big things like Democrat vs. Republican or Bears vs. Packers; (Yes that is a big thing; shut up.) it’s even silly little things like which phone is best or which soft drink or which species of pet. Fortunately, it’s mostly online that we see this sort of thing but even online I’m still tired of it.
As I’ve mentioned before, I’m a cat person. As popular as cat videos are, dog people are clearly winning the propaganda wars because it’s okay to say you don’t like cats but to come right out and say you don’t like dogs seems to be almost like saying, “I would have voted for Hitler.” You can say, “I’m really not a dog person,” in a properly embarrassed tone, as if you realize that this means there’s something wrong with you, but you can’t ever just simply say that you don’t like dogs. On the other hand, it’s perfectly okay not only to say you don’t like cats but to proudly say you don’t like cats and to insult them and spread lies about them.
Now, having said that, the truth is I honestly don’t totally dislike dogs. I like admiring dogs from a distance and occasionally visiting and petting other people’s dogs; I just don’t like having a dog following me around all the time begging for attention or laying around staring at me or perking up and looking at me every time I move to see what I’m going to do next. It makes me feel uncomfortable – like I have an audience for every moment of my life. Many dogs are also too energetic for my tastes. But that’s just me. There’s nothing wrong with that if that’s what you want in a pet.
If you don’t like cats, that makes me very sad but I won’t think you’re a bad person (tempting as it is to point out that some of the worst people in history hated cats) but you don’t have to insult cats or try to convince me that dogs are better. If you don’t like cats because all they do is lay around and ignore you and because your friends’ cats won’t immediately come to you and show affection that’s okay. You just want something different in a pet and there’s nothing wrong with that. But please DO NOT make wild assumptions about cat personality and what cats are “really” thinking. If you dislike cats dislike them for their observable habits, not your wild imagination. Also understand that even their observable habits may not be what you think because cats behave differently toward their families than they do toward other people. If you have never had a cat in your family you do not know cats. Also understand that cats are as individual as dogs and people so if you’ve known just one or two cats you still don’t know cats.
If you really want to know why some of us like cats, here’s an excellent article. I don’t expect any dog people to be cat converts after reading it, just maybe a little bit more understanding and open minded.
We actually don’t have to choose just one or the other. We could behave more like these guys:
What is the freaking deal with UPS shipping charges!? It seems to me that with the price of gasoline the lowest it’s been in over a decade shipping should be going down not up. I know! I know! They have other expenses – salaries, insurance, maintenance, etc. but fuel has to be one of the biggest expenses and it freaking pisses me off when the cost of shipping is more than the price of the item I’m ordering. In this case it’s a jar of cherry butter from the Pepper Palace. It ships from Sevierville, TN. Their nearest retail store is in Branson, MO and I’m not exaggerating all that much when I say I could drive to Branson for what they charge for shipping. Next time we’re in Branson I think I’m going to buy a year’s supply of cherry butter and anything else I think I might want.
I should be thankful that the latest “Worst Blizzard Ever” completely missed us this time. The weather has actually been very nice for January. But it is still cold and mostly gray and the local weather forecast keeps telling us that a little bit of warmth and sunshine are only a few days away. Last week Monday (today) was supposed to be warm; now this coming Friday is supposed to be warm. Yesterday was sunny and not terribly cold and this morning at 7:00 AM it was 51 degrees so I expected that today would be even better. Disappointingly, that was the today’s high. By 10:30 it had dropped to 41 degrees and it looks like it’s going to stay that way for the rest of the day. And it’s also cloudy and windy. So I am not believing the Friday forecast. Nope. Can’t fool me again.
I also had a particularly annoying trip to town this morning. First I went to a local farm and ranch supply/feed store to buy dog food. They have a spinning rack of those redneck greeting cards right by the door and there was a woman standing there looking at them, standing right in the doorway even though there was plenty of room on the other side of the rack to stand out of the way. She didn’t move out of the way when the door opened so I had to sort of squeeze by her. A few minutes later the same woman nearly ran me over with a shopping cart.
Next stop: Walmart. Another woman almost ran me over with a shopping cart in the parking lot. She blamed the wind but, although it was windy it was not windy enough to blow shopping carts around. Inside it wasn’t really busy and I was pleased that I was able to get my stuff without too much hassle but then I go to check out and a woman ahead of me in line was arguing about something. I waited a couple of minutes but the next checkout over had only one person and was down to the last few items so I moved to that checkout but then that person wanted to pay with an old-fashioned check and the automatic check reader kept rejecting it. Well, the line I was in originally cleared out so I moved back over there and finally got checked out.
Okay, so it wasn’t really all that bad a time but the “one thing after another” aspect of it really annoyed me. People not paying attention, people acting like they are the only person in the store, people refusing to accept what a store employee tells them over and over again, technology that won’t work like it’s supposed to, people who refuse to use debit cards (because those do work most of the time) and so on. It makes me just want to curl up with a book and forget everything else I was going to do today.
The world is gray. We haven’t seen the sun for days. Right now there is a trace of snow on the ground. It’s just one degree above freezing and that will not change much today. It could be worse. It could be much worse but I’m tired of this. There’s only one thing I can do about it: sew something pink.
I finished a book and I really want to “review” it but most of what I wanted to say about it has gone from my head (and for once I do have quite a bit that I want to say about it) so I’m going to have to think about it for a while longer.
Just when you think the presidential campaign can’t get any more hilarious Sarah Palin comes along and endorses Donald Trump. I don’t usually do politics but I just had to say that.
I can’t remember if I’ve linked to this yet or not. The Mythbusters’ Adam Savage has a sister who is an artist – Kate Savage. It looks like she does mostly portraits, including some fantasy or sci-fi portraits.
I’m sort of running out of steam here so how about a funny video…
Today is the kind of day that makes me wish I could crawl under a big, thick blanket and not come out until spring. The weather has been so nice but Friday night it started raining and it hasn’t stopped since. (Was it Friday night? It feels like it’s been raining forever.) This morning we have sleet. It’s covering everything and it looks like snow but it’s sleet. My stupid cat was freaking out about the noise from the wind and sleet and wanted to go outside to get away from it. I had to open the door to show him that outside is where the noise coming from. He decided that it’s not so scary inside the house after all.
I’m sort of in “What now?” mode right now anyway. I need to clean up the house and start another sewing project and generally just get back to the normal routine but it’s sort of hard to believe I don’t have something big going on – something out of the ordinary that I have to do. So I might just read a book for a while.
UPDATE: On the other hand, I could just sit and watch the Mythbusters marathon all day.
All the Christmas gifts are wrapped and under the tree (at least those for the immediate family) and looking at them makes me ridiculously happy even though very few of them are for me. I bought and wrapped most of them. I am eagerly anticipating the time when the whole family will be here to unwrap them all but also I am a little sad that it will all soon be over. But also, a little bit glad that it will all soon be over and life can get back to the usual routine. Funny, isn’t it?
This season always goes pretty much the same way for me. In October or November I might think of one or two things I want to buy people for Christmas but by Thanksgiving week I’m starting to panic a little bit because, except for the one or two things, I have no idea what to buy for anyone. But then I start shopping and I start seeing things and getting inspired and buying things and I always find it hard to stop.
There will be no White Christmas for us this year. It is going to be unseasonably warm all week. I am not too bummed about that. I’m not a winter person. I sort of like the romantic notion of a White Christmas and yeah, snow is pretty, but for practical considerations – dressing warmly enough, driving – I’d rather it wait for some normal weekend when we have nowhere to go and then be (at least mostly) gone by Monday. Which does happen here.
Every winter for the last several I have made a resolution to drink more tea and herbal tea instead of hot chocolate in order to save a few calories but I never even make it to the official first day of winter. I am hooked on the many wonderful flavors of Land O’ Lakes Hot Cocoa. The local stores haven’t had any yet this year though so I haven’t had any. But I will very soon; thank you, Amazon. My “vice” this year so far has been Hills Brothers White Chocolate Caramel Cappuccino mix. Wonderful stuff! I am not a coffee drinker so this is perfect for me as it contains very little actual coffee.
Haven’t mentioned that a couple of weekends ago we went to Branson and did a little shopping. I discovered the Spice and Tea Exchange. I bought a couple of teas and a curry seasoning mix. I absolutely love their Chocolate Candy Cane black tea, which surprises me a little bit. I have had chocolate flavored tea before and was disappointed with it and decided that chocolate and tea simply don’t go together but this is different, I think because it is excellent tea and the chocolate and mint flavors are very subtle. It’s not a clash of tea vs. chocolate. The one big negative is that it’s rather expensive. The price of a little one ounce packet is nearly seven dollars. So I suppose I should just limit this to a once a year treat.
We also stopped in at The Pepper Palace. I so much wish there was one of these closer to us. Of course, I can shop their website but it’s not the same. Actually, I think shopping on the website is probably easier. When I walk into their store I am overwhelmed by the variety of sauces and other items. I could spend hours, or possibly days, reading all the labels and even more hours reading them again and trying to decide what I want. I ended up coming home with a jar of cherry butter and a bottle of Orange Chipotle Sauce and both are awesome. Chicken is the obvious thing to go with the orange chipotle sauce but I have also tried it on a hamburger and loved it. Someone in NE Oklahoma please, please, please open a Pepper Palace! Maybe in Owasso; that big shopping center over there would be a good place for it.
It’s probably just me but have you ever noticed that the kind of clothes you change into at the end of the day (sweats or whatever) are not as comfortable if you wear them all day? Often I get up in the morning and put on sweats, thinking that I’m going to wear them all day because I’m not going anywhere, but then after a couple of hours they start to feel not right somehow and I have to change into something more fitted – this time of year, stretch jeans or stretch corduroy slacks and some kind of shirt. But then of course, around suppertime I’m ready for the sweats again. It seems to be the changing into something different that makes me comfortable. That’s just during the cold months though. In the summer I usually wear a dress all day long unless the air conditioning starts to feel too cold in the evening.
Here’s something I should have mentioned a long time ago and by “a long time ago” I actually mean a couple of weeks. That’s a long time in the Internet. Anyway, I read The Wisdomfold Path. I loved it. Great adventure. I sort of feel bad for not writing a real review but that’s really all I can think of to say. It’s well-written, an interesting story and I enjoyed the adventure.
I love The Mountain t-shirts and here are all of them. Well, 29 pages of 12 per page. I’m just assuming that’s all of them. Actually, I don’t love every one of them. I’m just not into gorillas, bears, dogs, horses, and sharks and a few others are just weird or ugly but they do have a lot of really awesome designs. Krakitten is a new one. Adorable. And possibly my favorite shirt ever – The Witching Hour. Lots of others I like. I do like other things besides cats.
23 X-Rated Historical Facts – Possibly NSFW but not really all that bad. I knew some of these – the ones about Mozart and Ben Franklin and a a couple of others. Funny how we always think of people in the past being more “straight-laced” than in the present.
I actually have most of my Christmas shopping done, which surprises me a little. I only have a few more things to buy and a little Christmas sewing to do and that’s it. And except for some wrapping paper and one other item I’ve done it all online. That makes me just a teensy bit sad because I have this romantic ideal about old-fashioned shopping in stores but in reality that can be not so much fun this time of year.
I love catalogs. I always get a lot of them but starting in October or November, not surprisingly, I start getting really massive numbers of catalogs. I still don’t mind; I just wish several companies would stop sending me the same catalogs almost every day. Come on people, one a week is more than enough.
In addition to old favorites, every year I get a few catalogs from stores that are new to me and that’s great. Sometimes we discover new favorites that way. For example, two or three years ago, out of the blue, we received a Garrett Wade catalog and they’ve been costing us occasional semi-large amounts of money ever since. Sometimes I get a catalog that makes me wonder how the heck I got on that mailing list, like the industrial shelving and storage catalog I got earlier this year, but even those are usually fun.
But in the last month or so I’ve been getting some fairly high end clothing catalogs and I would just like to ask someone, “What is there in all of my ordering history that makes you people think I would spend $90 for a pair of sweatpants?” Or $200 for a shirt? That actually sort of makes more sense than $90 sweat pants but if I wanted a $200 Egyptian cotton ladies shirt I would make myself one for $30.
One high priced catalog I’ve been getting for many years is Hammacher Schlemmer. It’s really fun. I look through it and keep saying “Really?” Really?! They do actually have a few things that are tempting and not ridiculously expensive. I’ve never ordered anything from them but who knows. Maybe someday. Keep sending all your catalogs full of ridiculously expensive stuff. You never know when I might win the lottery.
I carry my son in my pocket. He’s nearly six feet tall but he’s right there in my pocket so, at any time, he can show me pictures of his daughter or his dogs or what he’s doing at work or we can talk about what we’re reading or make fun of something we saw on TV or just share a silly joke. I don’t get sad and lonely because “he never calls” because he’s always right there in my pocket.
I also carry my other son in my pocket. He’s a lot quieter but he does always tell me when he’s going to be late. Their father is in my pocket too. It’s so convenient having him there. And I have several other people in my pocket – my daughter-in-law, my grandson and my sisters-in-law. It may seem crowded in there but there’s always room for more, if any of my cousins ever decide to stop being techno-phobic.
There are other things besides people in my pocket. There’s my grocery list. I like having it there where I can update it anytime and I never forget it when I go to the store. And speaking of stores, I have thousands of those in my pocket too so I can read reviews or compare prices anytime, anywhere I might be. I also have all the world’s libraries in my pocket so I’m never stuck somewhere with nothing to read.
Maybe you’ve seen my husband and me at a restaurant, both of us looking at our phones, and made assumptions about us. What you don’t understand is that there are more than just two people at the table. We are not ignoring each other; we’re spending time together with family and friends. And maybe you’ve seen me in the dentist’s office or in a car dealer’s service department waiting area looking at my phone and thought how sad that I’m not talking to you instead. What you don’t understand is that I probably wouldn’t be talking to you anyway. Without my phone I would be either reading a book that I brought with me or flipping through the world’s most boring magazines wishing I had something good to read.
So you don’t like my phone even though you don’t even understand what it really is. I wonder, how is it any of your business? People going about their own business, not bothering anyone. How is that any of your business. Don’t disrespect my phone. You don’t understand what it really is, and it might be keeping me from biting your head off.
Sometimes I feel lucky. Oh, I’m not lucky enough to win the lottery or anything like that (dammit) but every so often things happen just right and I think, “How could I have gotten that lucky?” We had a smallish upright freezer that lived in the storage lean-to attached to our shop (like a detached garage) because there’s no room for it in the house. I often go as long as a week without looking in it. Yesterday afternoon I went to put some leftover sandwich rolls in the freezer (They come in packages of six and I needed seven.) and found that things were starting to thaw out.
Well, to make a longish story shortish, when the husband got home we rushed out to Lowe’s and bought a new freezer. I would have been happy with one the same size as the old one because we never had it completely full but I absolutely insisted that it be frost free. We ended up getting a much bigger one. The old one was – I’m totally guessing – about 12 cubic feet. The new one is 17 point something cubic feet. I still think it’s bigger than we need but I love it. It’s frost free and it even has a light in it. I suppose that’s standard now but the old one didn’t have a light.
Of course the whole ordeal of buying a new major appliance and getting it home and in place took some time but we did manage to have supper before 9:00 PM so, all things considered, I suppose it was a good evening. We could have had Lowe’s deliver it, probably the next day, but we needed it immediately.
And here’s the lucky part: We saved all the food except for a little bit of stuff that needed to be thrown out anyway. I went to put something in the freezer at just the right time to find out that it wasn’t working. If i hadn’t had the rolls to put in the freezer it might have been days before I found out. On the other hand, if I had put the rolls in the freezer first thing Monday morning instead of procrastinating until after 4 o’clock in the afternoon I might not have noticed it wasn’t working or it might not have quit yet. It is slightly amazing to me that I had such perfect timing.
Most of what was in the freezer was venison and since it was thawed it can’t go back in the freezer so we brought it in and put it in the refrigerator and we’re going to make jerky to get rid of it fast.
This is one of those days when I have nothing in particular to say so I’m just going to start typing and see what comes out. I feel that I’m really not any good at this “stream of consciousness” kind of writing. (Is it still stream of consciousness if you go back and edit?)
Can you believe it’s the last week of October already? October has been nice. I would say almost summer-like most of the time but, actually, it has been just right for turning off the air-conditioning and opening the windows and we never do that here in the summer. There’s something about living with the windows open that feels so perfect – like this is the way life should be. Of course I live out in the boonies. It’s probably not like that in town and certainly not in a big city. I especially like sleeping with the window open and hearing all the night sounds.
I have a truckload of stuff (figuratively speaking of course) that I want to sew and get done right now but I am stuck on one thing. It’s not that it’s difficult. I’m not sure why but I keep doing just one little step at a time then stopping and waiting for a day or two before going on to the next step. Maybe I should put it aside for a while and move on to something more motivating but I have always had this fear of unfinished projects. I feel like I have to finish each thing before I move on to the next thing or it will never get done at all. Like that one quilt that I have been working on for years, and the little quilt that I started last spring that’s almost finished but I just can’t seem to get around to that last little bit.
Speaking of truckloads of stuff, I have a truckload, no a trainload, or maybe a starship load – yeah that’s it, a starship load, not like the starship Enterprise but more like a Borg cube – load of just general stuff taking up space in my house. And I love it all and don’t want to get rid of it. There are some books I could stand to part with, I suppose. I think about selling them on eBay or maybe Amazon but I worry that no one would buy them for months or even ever and I should just donate them and get it over with but I think of the money I could possibly make which wouldn’t be a lot but hey – money! for more books! – so I don’t do anything and they’re still taking up space so I don’t know where to put the new books I’m getting.
That’s the good thing about Kindle – Kindle books don’t take up space but if it’s a book that other members of my family would like I’d rather get a real book because they’re easier to share. I did once share a Kindle book – you can do that – and it still shows it as being “on loan” after months. It was supposed to be only 14 days, I think. I really need to contact Amazon about that but it hasn’t been a priority so I keep forgetting about it but it makes me hesitant to loan any more Kindle books.
It’s crazy that Christmas is only two months away. I hate to start even thinking about it until after Thanksgiving because it just seems wrong but the reality is that I really do need that much time so I’ve started doing a little online shopping. Christmas is a motivation for wanting to get rid of some stuff to make room for the inevitable new stuff but, as I said, I still love the old stuff. No, I am not a hoarder, not like those people on TV with stuff piled up to the ceiling in every room. I have gotten rid of stuff in the past and I still miss some of that stuff. When I was a kid I dreamed of someday living in a huge Victorian mansion – like this one maybe? No, even bigger! It never occurred to me when I was kid how practical it would be. I would have rooms for all my stuff. Yes, I know there would be more to dust. Shush.
It seems a lot of people are excited about today being Back to the Future Day. It is cool that a specific date, not just a year, in science fiction has arrived in real life, but, to be honest, I have never been a huge fan of the Back to the Future movies and don’t remember them in much detail. I’m not even sure I saw BTTF II. Now I do definitely want to see it.
I wish I did remember the movies well, and that I was a fan, so I could feel like I’m in on the fun. It is a very cool day and cool to be here, in “the future.” Aside from these silly movies, I actually do feel like I’m living in the future every day. Computers, smartphones, e-book readers, the Internet, GPS, and yes, even flat screen TVs – these are all things from science fiction and here they are right now, a part of our everyday lives.
There are things that are not so great about this future, mainly that so few people appreciate what we have and so many people make it their life’s mission to try to make everyone feel either guilty or afraid all the time. Sometimes, I swear, I just want to slap some people! (I don’t ever slap people for real. If I did they would just laugh. Not much power in these noodle arms.) I want to send some people to their rooms and tell them not to come out until they learn to stop bothering people about nonsense. There’s a lot more, of course. I could go on and on but I’m not going to, at least not today.
It’s the future, people, and it’s fantastic. Stop rushing around and worrying and just enjoy it.
We have a bunch of wonderful home-grown tomatoes so of course one of the first things I think of is BLTs. We don’t have a properly working range hood so even with all the windows open the house fills up with smoke whenever we cook bacon either on top of the stove or in the oven so I have taken to buying the so called “fully cooked” bacon. I suppose there must be some legal definition of fully cooked and that this product does meet the legal requirements to be called fully cooked but it’s not anywhere near it in my definition. No matter; it takes about 45 seconds in the microwave to turn nearly raw bacon into edible bacon.
So anyway, I bought a package of this microwave bacon. The package said it had 11 to 13 slices. There was a tempting “mega pack” that had 28 to 32 slices but I had bought the smaller size before and it has been enough for the three of us. But this time when I was done cooking it and we were assembling our sandwiches we discovered that there was only enough bacon for us to have 3 slices each. Terribly disappointing, as you can surely imagine, – I was really regretting not buying the mega pack – but we made the best of the situation and moved on with life.
The next morning I got up and was walking down the hallway and before I could even make it to the kitchen I heard my husband cheerily call out, “Guess what I found in the microwave.” At another time I possibly could have remembered the last thing that was cooked in the microwave and correctly guessed what he had found but I had been awake for maybe five minutes so, not really wanting to know and thinking it was way too early for guessing games, I said, “What?” probably somewhat grumpily. So what do you think was in the microwave? Have you figured it out? Huh? Huh?
It was a plate full of bacon!
How the heck did that happen?! It didn’t seem possible. If we forget something in the microwave it chirps every two minutes until you either turn it off or open the door. I suppose I must have hit the off button to stop it from chirping while I was getting out the condiments, just sort of running on autopilot like I do sometimes. Anyway, maybe next time I should get the mega pack anyway, just to be safe.
It feels like fall. I have been hating to see summer ending but the weekend, especially yesterday, was cool and damp and I have to admit it feels sort of nice. We have been sleeping with the window open for the past two nights and I love that, but I still don’t want summer to end. I think it’s about time we had an unseasonably warm winter. I don’t mean ridiculously warm, like almost summer-like; just flannel shirt weather would be okay. No need for bulky coats and jackets, please. Well, anyway… I don’t get to choose do I? But that’s what I want.
The fall TV season is starting and as usual everything good is on Monday night. I know that’s not a problem for most people but out here in the boonies with our limited bandwidth we have to make choices, just like they did back in the dark ages before streaming. We did finally buy a BlueRay/DVD/streaming player* and we’re going to give it a try and see how much we can stream before we use up all our bandwidth but Longmire, formerly on A&E but now a Netflix exclusive, (&%$#!) gets priority. But in the non-streaming world we have chosen NCIS: Los Angeles over Castle and Gotham over Big Bang Theory. [sigh] I’m hoping to catch up on what we’re missing on DVD later.
(* Our ancient DVD player quit a while back and I had been procrastinating about replacing it because I really don’t know what I’m doing when picking out tech stuff.)
Saturday we went and ate lunch at the McDonald’s over the turnpike. This is a tremendously fun place to eat and it has always disappointed me that it’s a McDonald’s and not something unique. It also has a Subway. There is a single huge seating area with the McDonald’s on one side and the Subway on the other. It had been closed for renovation but has been open for several months. I have complained before that McDonald’s always gets my order wrong, no matter which one I go to, so I have to make a point of saying that this time I did get exactly what I ordered – a bacon chicken wrap. It was actually very good.
The most disappointing thing about the newly renovated space is that the decor is horribly dull. Everything is gray and white. There’s no color anywhere except on the signs and menus. If it weren’t for the huge windows overlooking the turnpike you would swear you were in a hospital cafeteria. Seriously, what is with all the gray everywhere lately? It seems like every time I turn on HGTV someone is doing a gray kitchen. Is the whole world suffering from depression? Okay, so a lot of stuff that’s going on in the world is depressing but it seems to me that should be all the more reason for making our homes and our businesses colorful and cheerful. And so, now, I glance over at my yellow and blue curtains and smile. It’s always summer in my kitchen.
I was going to put that quote in my weekly quotes post with a note that I like dark chocolate but then I decided that I have more to say about this. I do like dark chocolate. I always have, even when I was a little kid. I loved the little Hershey’s Special Dark mini bars. They were one of my favorite things to find in my trick-or-treat bag and when we bought a bag of mixed Hershey’s mini bars I was torn between wanting to scarf down all the Special Dark before someone else got them or making them last for days because it would be months before I would get any more. It has always bugged me that you can’t get Special Dark in regular size bars. Heck, king size. They should come in king size. But then, would they be as special as those tiny bars that you can only have a few of once in a while?
The author of the article mentions that when he was a kid treats were rare and that was my experience too. Now days kids think they need a treat every time their parents take them to the store. They get a weekly allowance equal to (or even more than) what I got in a whole year and spend most of it on candy and soda then they come home and play video games and surf the Internet. It’s not so much what you eat as how much and how often. The same goes with sedentary activities. An hour or two of playing video games is fine. Six hours every day is not.
Moderation could be a cure for a great many of society’s ills. Moderation in treats, moderation in hobbies and passions, moderation in politics, moderation in religion, moderation in everything. But how can you convince an entire society of that when we all have people screaming at us from every side, “More! More! More!”?
Actually, this is a bit disappointing to me because I like the so called healthy cereals a lot better than the colorful kid cereals. I like the crunchy flakes and granola and dried fruits – all the different textures and tastes. But I do read labels and I find it frustrating that the better I like a cereal the higher the calories. (I hadn’t read the Froot Loops label, at least not in the last 20 years or so.) It just goes to show it’s true what they say: “Calories are what they put in food to make it taste good.”
Sunday morning I spotted a small frog hopping across my kitchen. A tiny thing, not even as big as a grape. It hopped under a rolling cart. I moved the cart but the little critter was nowhere to be seen. Then I got busy and forgot about it. And then yesterday I remembered, “There’s a frog inside my house.” It’s possible that one of the cats got it but not likely. They are in outdoor mode this time of year and refuse to stay in the house for very long. So… there’s a frog inside my house.