Friday Free For All

My brain is going through random stages today, so I thought I'd share with you all about the nonsense that is going on in my head. Be prepared...

I really like Country Sampler magazine. I wonder how my splurge went from high end cosmetics to a home decor magazine. And for that matter I love shoes. I miss buying shoes. My new hot pair of shoes is going to be a pair of Wellies to slog through the mud. Speaking of mud, it can't be spring yet, I haven't finished the fall cleaning. And my mother-in-law (God bless her) is coming on Sunday to help with the house. I'd love to take her to our favorite Chinese place. They make everything extra spicy for Marc. You can actually see the difference when they bring his dinner. The movie that's on Hallmark just said that they need a permit for anything over $300 in the house. I wonder if we need to file permits for anything we're doing at our house. I doubt it. I have to shovel the dirt back on top of the septic and I think it would be neat to plant our spring bulbs over it for next year. I read somewhere that it'll warm up sooner and they'll pop up sooner. That makes sense. I need to reorganize my kitchen this spring and put in the dishwasher. I want to brighten up the place for spring. I love spring colors but I hate spring. I can never breathe in the spring. Do you think I should replace the curtain on the front door? I was trying to figure out how and finally I thought that putting in a Roman shade would brighten up the place. Maybe a yellow flowery one. You know, the last time we went to Lehman's they were out of lamb butter molds. (There really is a logical jump here, we always have butter lambs for Easter, which is in the spring. Yellow flowers=spring.) HEY did I tell you my peas are sprouting up pretty good? I have to start my tomatoes tomorrow night. And we have lettuce and spinach growing in the basement. I really hope that the homestudy doesn't think we're growing pot, I really worry about it. I love the wind and I wish I could rip off all the storm windows and open the house wide to the wind and let it blow my bad mood away.... and maybe my thoughts will blow around in a mini tornado of leaves blowing against the corner of the house. And they'll collect in to coherent thought.

Thanks for reading this far, if you've made it to here... You win a cookie! (Not really, cause that wouldn't mail well.)