It finally snowed! Okay, it had snowed already this season, then it warmed up and it rained, and all the snow melted and then it was just all brown and cold and dreary and not nearly as magical and Christmasy as it was the day we went to choose our tree. But now it is a white winter-wonderland of post card magic again, and all is right with the world. Hallelujah!
(2)Anyway, I have just spent waaaaaaaaaaaaay to much time in this site: 27b/6. I know all sorts of cool people have already been reading it since, like, 1997 or something, but let's not forget who we're dealing with, shall we? I mean, I've never even seen Police Academy. Yes, that's how out of touch I am. As I was saying, read these 10 Complaints for a good laugh. Holy cow....
In totally unrelated news, we're waiting impatiently for the following books to arrive from magical Amazon.com land:
p.s. Have you ever seen a longer title for a book? I didn't think so
(4)Here's the plain truth, folks. Food is the #1 most expensive item in our budget. We have no mortgage (I heart you, my dilapidated $27K house!) and only one car. We buy everything used or if it's new, it's with discount codes and gift cards so that it costs us less than it would to buy it from Goodwill. But food. Well, that's a non-negotiable. And with nary a job-offer in sight (although he does continue to apply), we're starting to play the "what if" game.
As in "What if we could grow and store a lot of our own food?". Or "What if we could sell vegetables and fresh eggs and baked goods at the local farmers' markets?". And "What if there's a lower property tax rate if we actually use our land for agricultural purposes?".
Because see, it'll be easy to know what to do if he gets a job, but not so easy to know what to do if he doesn't. I always expect the best, but I'm not afraid to prepare for the worst. And honestly, would it really be the worst? If we can somehow make it from February to May (the time between unemployment benefits expiring and the first farmers' market of the season), maybe we could still make our work-from-home life happen. Because given the choice between sending Tommy away for most of our children's waking hours and having him here, teaching them Latin and how to put in a rabbit fence, I'll take the latter every time.
And that's what's happening around the casa these days. Happy with snow, laughing at internet silliness, planning for next year's abundance.