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todayiamadaisyLook what happens when I take 'write at least two LiveJournal entries a week' off my list of things to do this year: somehow over a week slips by without me noticing. How dare time pass!
So, the last week in brief:
Mother: injured (mildly) at work, but recovering.
Work: Working out redundancy payments in case our national body forces a merger or cuts off our funding.
Mother's partner: having funny turns during which he can't understand writing.
Madam cat: having senior moments during which she is terrified by plastic bags/me saying 'hello'/food bowl and has to hide in the vegetable patch/under my desk/in my wardrobe.
Me: so very tired.
Basically, I'm not enjoying 2009 much at all. Moving on...
My kitchen smells like plums at the moment, probably because there's a bucket of them on the kitchen bench. There were two buckets, but one has been converted into eight jars of plum jam, three jars of chilli plum sauce and a big bowl of stewed plums that I'm going to freeze. I've got no idea what I'm going to do with the rest of them, though. I also have more baby potatoes than you can poke a stick at, thanks to a door-to-door potato seller.
What I don't have is white vinegar, because Kim Next Door took it. She came round in an apron, looking flustered and carrying a measuring jug, and asked if I had a cup of white vinegar. The bottle looked to have roughly that amount so I gave her the whole thing. It was only after she left that I wondered what sort of recipe involves a whole cup of white vinegar. Some sort of sauce, maybe?
Finally, I've had this list in my notebook for a couple of weeks. The local paper finished 2008 by printing a list of the most popular baby names, and I noted that they were all, well, normal names. As opposed to names of the first four babies born locally in 2009:
- Mllee
- Zeeva Lu
- Malitah
- Diontai
Sigh.
So, the last week in brief:
Mother: injured (mildly) at work, but recovering.
Work: Working out redundancy payments in case our national body forces a merger or cuts off our funding.
Mother's partner: having funny turns during which he can't understand writing.
Madam cat: having senior moments during which she is terrified by plastic bags/me saying 'hello'/food bowl and has to hide in the vegetable patch/under my desk/in my wardrobe.
Me: so very tired.
Basically, I'm not enjoying 2009 much at all. Moving on...
My kitchen smells like plums at the moment, probably because there's a bucket of them on the kitchen bench. There were two buckets, but one has been converted into eight jars of plum jam, three jars of chilli plum sauce and a big bowl of stewed plums that I'm going to freeze. I've got no idea what I'm going to do with the rest of them, though. I also have more baby potatoes than you can poke a stick at, thanks to a door-to-door potato seller.
What I don't have is white vinegar, because Kim Next Door took it. She came round in an apron, looking flustered and carrying a measuring jug, and asked if I had a cup of white vinegar. The bottle looked to have roughly that amount so I gave her the whole thing. It was only after she left that I wondered what sort of recipe involves a whole cup of white vinegar. Some sort of sauce, maybe?
Finally, I've had this list in my notebook for a couple of weeks. The local paper finished 2008 by printing a list of the most popular baby names, and I noted that they were all, well, normal names. As opposed to names of the first four babies born locally in 2009:
- Mllee
- Zeeva Lu
- Malitah
- Diontai
Sigh.