Sunday, January 25, 2009

Cheeeeeeeeese

Smile. I think I have to go to the bookstore tomorrow and get the latest contest book on MVFF: The Home Creamery. When my girls were little (Riann was a toddler), we lived down the road from a farm where they had cows. We'd take our bikes down the road and buy a gallon of brand new milk. We'd take our clean one-gallon pickle jar and they would fill it up. It was such an adventure for the girls and the price was really right--it was way less than a dollar--maybe 35-50 cents for the gallon. We'd take the jar home and put it in the refrigerator and wait for the cream to rise to the top. We'd dip it out and put it into the butter churn and begin the fun task of churning our own butter. It was really pretty easy and the girls loved helping. I'd usually make a loaf or two of bread that day and we always had strawberry-rhubarb preserves from the garden. It was a real treat! Funny how the years go by and you forget those happy, simple times. Funny, too, how the girls, as little as they were, remember those times fondly. I'm really glad we gave our girls good memories of their childhoods!
Good morning . . . or should I say good afternoon. Sunday . . . ok. I should have gone to church, but actually didn't feel all that great. Woke up with a headache and sore neck. I bought new pillows a month ago or so--could I have bought the wrong pillows. I think there's a study subject there. What makes the best pillow, and to whom? Think I'll do that research.

Now that I have the time. TI is history for now I guess. Maybe they'll call me back. I guess when they saw all the work my attorney had been generating their eyes got big . . . so maybe they'll see that they need to call me back. But in the meantime, I have an appointment with a headhunter Tuesday to talk about a corporate assignment (contract) that she emailed me about a week or so ago. Plus she says they have other openings as well. Plus Shelly from Snelling emailed me a few days ago and wanted to know if I was available. Funny how God opens other doors when one closes. To be honest, I think I'd rather go back and finish the five or so classes I have left to get my degree. Seems such a waste not finishing now that I'm sooooo close. And I guess either way I'll finish that up--even if I have to take some night or online classes. They're all literature classes, so that'll be fun.

Erin's coming over after church today so we'll probably have lunch with her. Tomorrow I think I'll do pretty much nothing--maybe get my hair cut. I also wanted to have it highlighted, but I'm a little afraid to have Patty do it as I've never really seen her coloring work. Think I might wait on that. :O)