I'm feeling a little dry in the blogging idea department, but feeling the need to visit this space. So here I go with the random boring stuff:
I'm reading Are You There God? It's Me, Margaret, for the first time. After pulling it off the bookshelf and recommending it to Avery, I figured I should probably read it myself. Something sticks out in my mind about it being a little controversial. A little over half way through, I'd say it's pretty tame. It reminds me a little of the Anastasia Krupnik books. I think I like Lois Lowry's preteen heroine more than Judy Blume's. So far.
I really love my preteen heroine, Avery, best of all. She went shopping online this morning and found a few shirts she needed. I told her I'd buy them, but when she saw the shipping price, she offered to pay the shipping. ($10 is a bit steep for shipping, but much cheaper than a trip to the mall.) I told her she could work it off. She folded the five loads of laundry I'd been avoiding the past few days. Win-win. Also, last night, she made the yummiest rosemary crackers to go with our minestrone.
My little hero, Aidan, has been pretty lovable this week too. Walking along the tracks the other day, he shouted out, "Come see this Mom! A dead worm in the shape of a heart!" That boy knows what I like.
They both chipped in and helped me make limoncello the other day. Don't they look happy? Poor kids - all that work, and they won't even be able to drink the fruit of their labor. Despite the looks on their faces, I think they enjoyed the work. They just look serious when they're concentrating.
I mopped our floor today. Something I've been meaning to do for, well, months. Maybe since Thanksgiving. Gross, huh? The thing is, I don't actually have a mop, so I "mop" our floors Cinderella style. Down on my hands and knees. We have wood floors throughout the house. It's a big job. I rewarded myself with a homebrew and an episode of The Daily Show when I finished.
Now I've got to put away all that laundry Avery folded and make some tortillas. We're having enchiladas for dinner. Aidan just started a fire - in the fireplace. It's good to have kids with skills.
Did you hear it's supposed to snow in San Francisco? The first time since the year I was born. That was a long time ago. If it snows there, we'll have plenty of snow here. Maybe even enough for sledding.
And just because there can never be enough birds in blogland:
Put a bird on it.
What did I tell you? Booooooooring. I'll try to spice it up a bit for your next visit.