Several months ago a sad and tragic thing happened…
My crock-pot broke. (tear)
And being the procrastinating and frugal person that I am, I never went to buy a new one. But lately with my work schedule, I haven’t had the time or energy to make a nutritious meal each night and that’s really been weighing on me. So today I bit the bullet and went to Target.
BTW – Target is fabulous for finds but terrible for my sanity. I’ll stop myself before I get started on all the bizarre things that went on during my trip there. The important part of the story is that I bought a new crock-pot!!
It’s smaller than my last one. 4.5 quarts I think. Not an ideal size. They were sold out of the one I wanted (-3 in stock actually) but it was on sale so I can’t complain. I’m excited to start setting and forgetting once again!
Here’s a few of my favorite crock pot recipes from the past!
Look what the post man brought me today!!!
It’s a laptop sleeve!
But not just any laptop sleeve. A Coach laptop sleeve! And I won it from the beautiful Li at Her Deep Thoughts who loves her Deep Thinkers so much that she decided to give away this fabulous Coach sleeve for her blog’s three year anniversary. How cool is she?!
Things are really starting to look up for me lately and I’m feeling good about life. How appropriate since these are exactly the thoughts that Li hopes to inspire on her blog! She believes in finding our bliss and living our lives best!
My favorite topic is “LushLunes.”
Check her out!
My mom had surgery yesterday. I’m happy to report that everything went well, the doctors were pleased, and she’s now at home recovering. I spoke to her this morning and she said she feels good. No pain and only minor discomfort. She’s a trooper, for sure. We joked about what she’ll do with all the pain meds the doctors gave her. She doesn’t care much for medication. In fact, the doctors complimented her good health. Go Mom! Must be from all that cheering during Notre Dame games. It courses the qi and gets the blood movin! 😉
It was difficult being so far away from her during this time leading up to her surgery. I mean, it always is but not being able to hug her before she went under the knife hit a lot deeper cord. We talked often, but it’s not the same.
I spent a lot of time this weekend with my friend and her eighteen month old. Watching mother and daughter together made me think of my own mom even more. She was once a young mother, excited and unsure. And we were once babies, looking to her for protection and love. Now her children are grown and living their own lives. But she’s still our mom. She loves us and cares for us just the same as she did when we were only two and we still love her and ask for her guidance.
Only now I can look to my mom for friendship as well as safety. She’s easy to talk to, understanding, and kind. She never judges or points blame. She simply loves unconditionally and accepts me for who I am. I’m one of the lucky ones. She’s really a great lady!
So here’s to you, Mom. I’m so relieved that everything with your surgery well went. I hope for you a speedy recovery. Enjoy your quiet time at home and know that no matter how far away I am I always love you and think of you! xoxo
Coffee, that is.
It isn’t that I’m not a morning person. I actually am. I love the morning. Especially the early morning. There is something so sobering and quiet about it. I always feel like it’s going to be a good day. Some people are even nicer during this time. I walk to same route to work everyday at different times but today at 7:30am, folks said good morning! Usually they just walk on by. And I felt friendlier too!
But it was still 7:30am which is not my usual time to be out of bed, nevermind out of the apartment. And it’s been that way all week. I definitely hit snooze a couple of times this morning, which then didn’t allow me time to have breakfast, which means I am now hungry. But not sleepy so that’s good. Maybe just every so slightly foggy. (Much like the East Bay in the am). But a cup of coffee isn’t going to suddenly make me want to get out of bed, so what’s the difference.
So, I’m definitely not dying because I haven’t had that morning cup. I’m not having withdrawal. I’m not being cranky. But I am missing it a bit. Not the buzz, I don’t really like that. Maybe just the warmth and comfort. So today I’m drinking tea. It’s not quite the same. The flavors are different but I’m enjoying it in other ways. It’s for certain healthier for me. Perhaps I don’t have to quit drinking after all. 😉