On My Mind

I think I’ve figured out my preoccupation with baking lately. This is my dining room:

Yup, it’s Girl Scout cookie time (and I’d rather have homemade, but don’t tell the girls in Newt’s troop). I’m the cookie mom – in charge of inventory, ordering, scheduling booths and banking. It gets a little crazy around here from January to March.
You may have noticed that I am using a stack of Savanna Smiles as a table. On top of my makeshift table is a canvas box containing an electric blanket. Nestled in that blanket are three quarts of cultured milk, incubating into homemade yogurt. (See item two.)
You may have also noticed that I have plywood floors. Still. Don’t ask. (See item three.)

Newt has been requiring a bit more sleep lately. She is already taller than me, could she be having another growth spurt?
Anyway, this morning as she slept, I started a batch of yogurt (see item one). When I pulled my starter out of the fridge I realized that I had another pint that had gotten buried in the back. Instead of boring old yogurt for breakfast again, I whipped up a batch of strawberry-banana frozen yogurt. Yogurt, fresh raw cream, strawberry jam and a banana – first in the blender, then in the ice-cream maker. I felt like an awesome mom.
Of course that didn’t stop Newt from arguing with every.single.thing I said today. Wrong side of the bed, meet my daughter…
She did like her breakfast though.

So the floors… you just had to ask, didn’t you?
Yes, we still have plywood floors. Such is the life of a do-it-yourselfer. It took several weeks to get the insurance sorted out and when they finally sent the check it was made out to the mortgage company. Once we got that straightened out, we went to work on the bathrooms. They are both nearly finished. Now it’s time to get started on the hardwood, but time is at a premium. Walt and I haven’t even been able to carve out enough time in the last few weeks to pick out the flooring together, let alone start work.
On the plus side…

Give me a minute.

I got it. On the plus side, if Pepper scratches the plywood up, who cares?
Everything will get done, eventually.

This is my calendar:

There are so few empty squares. Thank goodness for Sundays. Is this normal?

Which brings me to
This post has taken on a life of its own. I didn’t intend for it to be a treatise of how busy I am. I’m doing fine, but I do have a lot going on right now. Don’t be alarmed if things are quiet around here for the next couple of months. I’ll still be posting regularly, but it may not be more than a couple of times a week. If you have a favorite type of post you’d like to see (recipes, crafts, homeschooling, etc.) let me know so I can prioritize them.

Pepper is taking obedience school. She pooped in class this week. Nice, right? The rule is: If your dog goes to the bathroom during class, you must bring cookies for everyone the next week. And now we are back to cookies.
I’m thinking peanut-butter. Got a favorite recipe?

1 Comment

  1. I don’t envy you a preteen daughter! 🙂
    Don’t forget to set aside some time for you and Walt to have a date night, even if it’s at the flooring store!



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