Friday, January 30, 2009
Good Deals
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
Things Happening
Right now I am making the ultimate comfort food: Cheapotato Soup. I got a back of potatoes from Nan that her work was going to throw out because they are the wrong size or shape to serve to the customers. I diced them, boiled them, and they are now cooking with a few cans of miscellaneous "cream of" soups, some random veg, and a little sour cream. YUM.
And my scrapbooking site had over 120 visitors yesterday checking out and downloading my goodies. Thanks to everyone for checking it out! Here are some examples of the kind of thing I am showing over there:

Saturday, January 24, 2009
Blog

Thursday, January 1, 2009
Life Isn't Fair
Sarah, my beloved sister, has gone. Sarah is one of my most favorite people in the whole world. I mean that very strongly. She is talented and funny, and very interesting. In some ways, I feel like I know her so well, and then sometimes she totally surprises me. She can make me laugh like no one else in the world, about the most trivial things. Once again, I didn't get nearly as much time with her as I would have liked. She came with her husband Curtis and his darling daughter, Aurora. And now they are all gone.
"All men have the stars," he answered, "but they are not the same things for different people. For some, who are travelers, the stars are guides. For others they are no more than little lights in the sky. For others, who are scholars, they are problems. For my businessman they were wealth. But all these stars are silent. You--you alone--will have the stars as no one else has them--"
"What are you trying to say?"
"In one of the stars I shall be living. In one of them I shall be laughing. And so it will be as if all the stars were laughing, when you look at the sky at night . . . You--only you--will have stars that can laugh!"
And he laughed again.
"And when your sorrow is comforted (time soothes all sorrows) you will be content that you have known me. You will always be my friend. You will want to laugh with me. And you will sometimes open your window, so, for that pleasure . . .
-The Little Prince, Antoine de St. Exupery

