Domesticity, Friends Are Swell

The Shell of a Nut

I finally succumbed to the hippie pressures around me and made homemade granola. It is so very tasty. You should try it!

I have had a blazing sore throat for six days and am ready to have the razor blades in my gullet extracted pronto.

Last week a couple friends and I went to the spa and had massages and pedicures while we sipped a glass of wine. It was OK.

I am finally kind of starting to understand the lure of Pinterest. At first it just made me feel depressed about all the cool things I will never have the money to purchase nor time/energy to create. But if you can remove yourself from that mindset and just let it be a source of inspiration and a little slice of cheesecake for the mind, it’s pretty fun.

Anyways, that’s my week so far: granola, sore throat, painted toes. How about you? What three words sum up your week? It’s SHARING TIME.

8 Comments

  • Ok my sharesie…
    Great night out with hubs at the Hotel Eldorado, tired of drama, and patiently waiting for Spring….when are you coming for latte’s?

  • snuggles. crossfit. work.
    But that’s only to Wednesday ;)

  • mountain.of.laundry
    piles
    a friend sharing homemade donuts
    looking forward to painted toes on Friday :)

  • snot. puke. sleeplessness.
    wheee!!

    (Hooray for painted toes!)

  • Prayer, snot, pinterest – a pretty weird list actually, but there it is :-)
    “Pinterest: cheesecake for the mind” – LOVE IT!!!

  • Sunny walks. Homeschool. Reading.
    Hey that sounds not half bad!

  • I’m glad your time at the spa was OK.

    :-)

    On Wednesday morning I got the call to come to the hospital to say goodbye to my grandpa. After they turned the machines off we sat with him until the end. It was hard, but it was nice that we were all there. Wednesday night my youngest started vomiting at 7:30 and continued every fifteen minutes until 3am. We’re both exhausted and she’s still sick.

    Did I mention I’m in the middle of midterms?

  • Sorry – three words. I went over.

    Death.
    Barf.
    Midterms.

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