All that cutting and pasting I did as a kid finally makes sense. This took mad skills.
Yeah, I’m kidding, but I like this so much I might actually hang it on a wall somewhere.
In other news, our hide-a-bed has gone to a new home. Young guys with no furniture graciously accept hand outs and will happily haul things away for free. Our garage is spacious again. W went to a mandatory nutrition class yesterday so that he can be in top form health-wise for hip surgery in four or five months. We had a lively discussion about nutritionists and Canada’s Food Guide and coconut oil. I won every single argument. And then I ate a fudge bar from the freezer to emphasize my point. I think my point was moderation, but come on, it was last night, who can remember all the shit that gets said.
While he was off hearing from someone else that he should eat a lot more green vegetables, I did the grocery shopping. Don’t you just hate it when a store layout is planned by people who have never actually shopped? Lightbulbs should be closer to the toilet paper. That was one of my brilliant conclusions and the other was that I hate shopping.
To reward myself for voluntarily ruining part of my afternoon for a good cause, I went to Michael’s on the way home and bought a new sketch book and some oil pastels, proving that I don’t hate ALL shopping after all.
Have a safe and happy Halloween and I’ll see you in November (a month in which I will be writing something quite possibly similar to this every single day!) How’s that for scary?
Well how incredibly easy does this look? I use a lemon every day in my breakfast smoothie and tried for days to ‘leave the center core-like stem intact’. Those things have a death wish. But eventually I got serious, and was able to leave not only the stem but lots of the veiny section separaters in a pulpy mess in two lemon halves.
I left them sitting on the kitchen counter for several hours, hoping the juice and moisture would evaporate and that W would not throw them in the compost bin. Neither of these things happened.
Then I lopped off a little piece of the bottom of each half so they’d sit less tipped over on their sides and poured some coconut oil into each one.
A huge dose of dogged determination and half a box of matches later, VOILA!
We have fire, some spilled oil, and one more to go. I know, beautiful, right? Actually they look much better in the dark.
They did burn for hours as promised (at least two, but definitely didn’t make it to three) with a lemony coconut aroma that was only discernible if you got close enough to them to singe your eyebrows.
Would I recommend this craft to everyone who likes crafts? Of course I would. Why should I be the only one swearing at gutted lemon halves?
This post is in response to Cin’s Feb Challenge Day 22: Finger paint/messy craft, written by someone skilled in the art of making even the simplest projects difficult and messy.
Colourful leaves in autumn (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
From now on I’m going to start every to-do list like this:
1. Write a list.
That way there will always be at least one item crossed off at the end of the day. Today was a much more successful list day than normal though.
Other things I managed to accomplish today included making an appointment with the dentist for yet anther chipped tooth. This one happened on holidays while I was eating a handful of popcorn. Dangerous things, those un-popped kernels.
My lab work, including an ECG (requested by my new doctor) was done this morning, and there is a mammogram scheduled for Friday, same day as the dentist. I prefer to get all of my physical torture over with in one fell swoop.
The health food store where I purchase chia seeds and coconut oil and veggie greens in powder form at exorbitant prices (go ahead, take a breath while I ponder how to punctuate that) is right beside Chapters, so although ‘buy books’ was definitely not on my list, I managed to buy some anyway. Book stores just suck me in and spit me out with an armload of treasures. A seven year pen with elephants on it can now be checked off all future lists.
I picked up a package at Purolator because I missed their delivery and I got to marvel at the gorgeous trees in this town on my drive home. The leaves are just starting to change color, so I suppose you could say they’re at the pre-breathtaking stage. Should have stopped to take a picture. I’ll put that on the next list.
Then I came across this lovely little video – even if you’ve already seen it, it’s well worth another look and listen. You think this is just another day in your life? Think again.
Every day of your life is a gift. I hope you’ve spent your Monday very well. ♥♥♥