June 25, 2006

• quiet lazy day today...spent amongst me cramping and feeling puny.   Any volunteers for Aunt Flo to come visit THERE house?  She can leave mine now.

  
  

  And she was early by 4 days.  Shoots the old hag and burys her deep.  Well at least she wasn't late, then we start wondering if Rob's operation failed since we never did get his last check done.  *snicker*    I love JEremiah, and I love babies.  But I'm am so not wanting to be pregnant again.

  
  

  Anyhow we hit the beach this morning for about an hour.  Now that they fixed the local county park its all of one minute down the road.  There was another beach about 3 minutes down the road, but the access was a wee bit of a pain with a toddler in tow.  This beach is perfect, and its sand and agate beach both.  Its also where our river comes out, and Zeria ends up swimming in it everytime.  She may not be my daughter by blood, but oh man is she my daughter.

  
  

  After we got home I stared at the computer reading fanfic and wishing the world would just go away and let me be crampy in peace.  It didn't.  I finally drug myself out of my stuper long enough to make lunch, and then go down and play with the kids in the river.  Yup I got wet.  Yup its still frickin' cold.  And wonder of wonder it did away with my cramps for awhile.  Tired of hearing about those yet???  *snicker*

  
  

  After that a nice nap--thanks Rob, and then my experiment.  I taught myself how to make onion rings today.  And ooooooooooooooooh man were they good.  MMMMM  And everybody except Samuel liked them.  (wonder of wonders)    They weren't even that complicated, although I will admit that I screwed up the first panful as the grease wasn't quite hot enough yet.  AFter that they were quick and relatively easy.  The recipe.

  
  

  1 cup flour

  
  

  1 cup milk

  
  

  1 egg

  
  

  1/2 tsp salt. 

  
  

  Slice onions soak for 1/2 hour, then dip in batter and fry.   CINCHY.  Although I have to admit I was slightly tempted to try the beer batter ones.  I might do that sometime, although I will feel rather foolish purchasing the beer for it.   I just never drink.  Okay...occasionally like once every two years on a VERY special date I will buy a pina colada, but that's it.  I'm raising drug babies, I just don't need them to see it available, or something that their parents do.  My best friend in  high school was beaten regularly by her father--due to his alchoholism.  It dutifully frightened me from ever experimenting.  I'm very glad for that.

  
  

  Tonight after the onion frying was over the cramps one.  And I just kinda curled over and wished to die.  But a nice big pint of Rocky Road ice cream perked me up--my husbands a good man he knows just what I need.  *giggles*

  
  

  Tomorrow we're headed to my parents to celebrate Fathers Day.  We didn't do it last week as my dad was over saying goodbye to his brother who died late Saturday night.   As far as he knows he didn't turn his heart toward God.  And he didn't want a memorial service.  I'm gonna miss him, but I was never super close to him...so its one of those things I see from a distance, not close enough to grieve.

  
  

  And this blog has wondered all over quite nicely.  Giggles.  Must be time to go crawl in bed with my book.  Or I could go find a new fanfic to read.  I'm sooooo addicted to them right now.  And some of them are sooo awful.  Just poor writing, but several have been highly engaging so I guess you win some you loose some. 

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