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What a combination!
Mar. 1st, 2025 06:14 pm Hubby wanted Indian tomato soup for lunch- we have soup day twice a week! No problem, we even had cilantro in the freezer and naan in the pantry. Unfortunately we also had Frankfurter sausages in the fridge, which needed imminent processing. So today we had soup, naan bread and fried Frankfurter with curry. Oh, my, my taste buds were on overdrive...
Amazon delivered the books for Elsa's birthday and rang the bell, just when I was brushing my teeth. Of course, hubby had been off then and I had to stomp down to open the door. Deliverer was nice, practically laughing. When I took a look in the mirror I knew why. Toothpaste makes a nice tash!
Dear
wiseheart, I added another chapter to my book of dreams. The funny thing: I was back in my parent's house with all of my family, and my sons made neighbour's roof explode by the use of a firework rocket. I was very amused- neighbour always has been a pain in the ass. Family number three was wreaking havoc even in my dreams. My mum was alive and well and only a little pain in the ass, and this only because she insisted on going grocery shopping with me. Here comes the crux: In my dreams the shops are always underground, have multiple stories and I always get lost. Always, literally always. And the things I buy! This night it must have been a few pounds of mixed ham. Mixed, because the vendor wanted to get rid of all ham, the shop was closing and the next day was to be Christmas Day. And I still had not bought any beverages for family number three, the one who always needs them most. When I finally woke I was hungry, all that ham had been appetising. And now I ponder: Why do I dream of underground shops and caves so often? Why do I always get lost? I know that I clearly come to ternms with family and other problems (like unpleasant neighbours) this way, but being underground in so many dreams raises some issues! I once had a book about oneiromancy but donated it many years ago. It might be of help now!
Our fridge is full. Full with groceries we will need next week, when the boys are with us. I know that I should not eat half of those things, because it´s instant food, but I do not feel like cooking two different meals each day. Since the boys acquired a taste for chicken nuggets, pizza and tortellini when eating at kindergarten their desire for salad and vegetables has somewhat dwindled. So I will be on some sort of tortelloni diet next week.
Yesterday I watched our beloved rabid carrot in action. Honestly, how dumb must one be to vote for such a piece of puerile shit? But each country gets what it deserves. No doubt that in times like these the number of nationalists will increase, but this carrot tops the dumbest of the dumbest! Lots of people in Europe are in fear of what will happen now...
Amazon delivered the books for Elsa's birthday and rang the bell, just when I was brushing my teeth. Of course, hubby had been off then and I had to stomp down to open the door. Deliverer was nice, practically laughing. When I took a look in the mirror I knew why. Toothpaste makes a nice tash!
Dear
wiseheart, I added another chapter to my book of dreams. The funny thing: I was back in my parent's house with all of my family, and my sons made neighbour's roof explode by the use of a firework rocket. I was very amused- neighbour always has been a pain in the ass. Family number three was wreaking havoc even in my dreams. My mum was alive and well and only a little pain in the ass, and this only because she insisted on going grocery shopping with me. Here comes the crux: In my dreams the shops are always underground, have multiple stories and I always get lost. Always, literally always. And the things I buy! This night it must have been a few pounds of mixed ham. Mixed, because the vendor wanted to get rid of all ham, the shop was closing and the next day was to be Christmas Day. And I still had not bought any beverages for family number three, the one who always needs them most. When I finally woke I was hungry, all that ham had been appetising. And now I ponder: Why do I dream of underground shops and caves so often? Why do I always get lost? I know that I clearly come to ternms with family and other problems (like unpleasant neighbours) this way, but being underground in so many dreams raises some issues! I once had a book about oneiromancy but donated it many years ago. It might be of help now!Our fridge is full. Full with groceries we will need next week, when the boys are with us. I know that I should not eat half of those things, because it´s instant food, but I do not feel like cooking two different meals each day. Since the boys acquired a taste for chicken nuggets, pizza and tortellini when eating at kindergarten their desire for salad and vegetables has somewhat dwindled. So I will be on some sort of tortelloni diet next week.
Yesterday I watched our beloved rabid carrot in action. Honestly, how dumb must one be to vote for such a piece of puerile shit? But each country gets what it deserves. No doubt that in times like these the number of nationalists will increase, but this carrot tops the dumbest of the dumbest! Lots of people in Europe are in fear of what will happen now...
