Random Thoughts

Last Friday I had to go to the grocery because we were almost out of milk. Patrick drinks milk like crazy and it would be a big problem to run out. I only like milk with cereal so he must get that from Jason. Anyway- according to the TV weather guys a big storm was coming. So we get to the grocery Friday morning and it is packed. Packed like we are about to be buried for the next 6 months and people must stock up. We need milk though so we take our chances and go in the store. The parking lot did not lie- the store was full of people filling their carts. By the time I was ready to get in line I had to start half way down the baby food aisle with the cashier a small little dot in the distance. Really people? The woman in front of me had a cart that was over flowing. When she got up to the cashier she said she was stocking up for the storm. I was totally being nosy and saw that she spent a ton of money. She bought 4 packs of toilet paper, 3 gallons of milk plus a gallon of chocolate milk, several loaves of bread, plus enough other food to feed an army. Maybe she has 10 people that live in her house but I doubt it. She was laughing that her husband was going to be appalled at how much she was spending. Of course, the big storm came and went without much fanfare...bringing more rain than snow. People were not buried, stores were still open and life went on in a seemingly normal manner. Now the stores should be empty for the next 6 months since everyone stocked up, right?









This morning Patrick and I pulled some icicles from the eaves. Some of them were getting rather long! Anyway- He enjoyed sucking on them and breaking them up in a cup. When he was done holding one I told him to put his hand on his tummy to warm it up. He thought that was hilarious!



Today we worked on Thank You cards for the holidays. We broke out the paint for our big project. Patrick did really well dipping the brush and staying on the paper. He did get a little excited about pounding the brush into the paper...so much so that when he used the lighter colors I could see strands of the paintbrush coming out and getting smeared around with the paint. Those little bristles could only take so much pounding before crying Uncle!

According to Patrick my belly is getting big and round. He isn't lying. The baby is moving around like crazy and taking up all the room it can. It is weird and cool to look down and see my tummy moving. Yesterday in church I could hardly concentrate during prayer time because the baby was moving so much. I am surprised J didn't see it! So- as the baby continues its take over I am having more trouble rolling over in bed and getting down to put Patrick's shoes on. Patrick and I did share in a pregnancy splurge though today. We had some ice cream right out of the container! Only a few bites of guilty pleasure before I regained control and put the ice cream away. It has been months since we have had ice cream in the house and it was so yummy!

This weekend J will be performing in Cotton Patch Gospel. He seems nervous and excited all at the same time. They have a larger cast this time around and professional musicians. I think Patrick and I are going to try and hit the dress rehearsal. That way if we need to make an exit we won't be disturbing people.

I wish I had more time to read. I have started a book that I am really enjoying. I just need more time in the day. Anybody got any they can spare?

I have started knitting another shawl. This one will be blue and hopefully it won't take me a year to complete. I have a scarf almost complete too. I know- starting another project before one is done is a bad idea. I need to find the crochet needle though so I can finish the last row of the scarf. Again, any spare time people want to give me?

Patrick got a pirate ship for Christmas. It came with 4 pirates which he has named Gecko, Salamander, Generator and Somebody Said Nothing Ever Happened Down Home 'Round Here. That is a line from one of the songs from Cotton Patch Gospel. Not sure why he though that would make a good pirate name but it cracks me up every time he says it.

One last thing to say. I am happy to report that a restaurant here in Mount Vernon has finally changed its sign out front from "Ain't ya Hungary?" to the correct spelling of hungry. I feel so much better now every time I drive by. I am not so concerned about that tiny restaurant being overtaken by a bunch of hungry Hungarians.