Rose colored glasses

I was getting so tired of needing to buy new drinking glasses, they get lost and broken so quick! So I began just keeping the glass jars we use, spaghetti sauce, salsa, jalapeno jars and just using them as glasses. It has worked wonderful! Granted if I have guests they look at me a little funny but I think they are cute and I have some definite favorites! However I've run into a problem. I now hate to throw away glass jars. The little tiny jar that once held artichoke hearts isn't big enough for anything but its just so cute!! The little bay leaf jar??? Adorable!! I've become a glass jar hoarder. Today I got up the nerve to throw out a bunch, but there are still 3 new jars waiting in the sink.

waiting to exhale

Well last week was super fun. I am hoping that it was a week thing and not a monthly thing. I'm not sure I can handle another week like that. I had my vertigo back already with a vengeance which made me miss the annual trip to the pumpkin farm, instead I stayed home in bed and cried pathetically.  But Bex and Jameson brought me my favorite jimmy johns sandwich and that was really appreciated. Matt had a total melt down one day which was very stressful and then my father in law had a horrible accident that could have ended his life and that was a terrifying experience. I don't think I've recovered from any of it. I think my finger nails are figuratively bloody and or missing and my teeth are loose from holding on so tight. I am so grateful for family who circles the wagons around me and each other. I am grateful to know that I am not alone.
And I really want to do a fun post.... I'm just going to wait for something wonderful. I'm like the little kid on the Incredibles sitting on the driveway on my big wheel waiting for something cool to happen :)

Brain bomb

My brain sometimes likes to pretend it's left the building. You know when you're kids hide in the middle of the clothes racks at the store and don't say a word when you are screaming their name about to call the police? Thats my brain. I bought a box of sausages for breakfast this week from costco, and for some reason put them in the freezer in the garage, even though I knew perfectly well I bought them in the refrigerator section. Then was shocked when I went out the next morning and they are a big solid mass of sausage. I was a little annoyed, but I brought them in so maybe they would defrost by morning in the fridge. But where did I find them this morning? In the freezer in the kitchen. Apparently I moved them from one freezer to another.
sigh