looking forward to tomorrow

You know how you get so low on things in the kitchen that you are trying wierd stuff to make meals? Come tomorrow, I get to figure out what really needs replacing and what doesn’t 🙂 Steve said it’s getting to him how we can’t buy milk or butter or eggs without EBT. It’s time to renew our food stamp information so we can keep getting them.

Today, as awful as it sounds, I am hoping a pink velvet cake mix, 2 eggs and a can of cherry pie filling will be snackable. I have a feeling G will eat it for breakfast.

I have some frozen cheese tortallini, a can of Hunts Spaghetti sauce and some fetta cheese I am praying will be ok tasting for dinner. I have chicken livers too but the thought of anything but frying them gags me. Maybe they can be lunch. There’s a box of chicken/fish fry coating mix Steve brought home I can dredge them in. Asian seasoning should be interesting. lol

Dogs had cottage cheese too old for people for their breakfast and a cup of dry food each.

It’s raining too.

The guy who bid on my newspaper bags on ebay hasn’t paid for them. How do I get so lucky? This is twice there has been no follow through from buyers.

Steve just walked through the door with bread, half and half and vegetable Spread – butter substitute. He spent his 3 dollars. The beggars can’t be choosers comment made me angry but I didn’t say anything. I’m trying to just accept that this is how things are for a while.

Please Goddess give me strength.


About Morning Knits

I believe in and practice positive living. I love YARN, music, bird watching, history, gemstones, and gardening. I am passionate about the Earth. I am a true homebody. I've said I was Pagan for years to separate myself from a churchy upbringing and judgmental family that left me outside of its bounds. I believe it's our responsibility to tend and protect the Earth. I basically do my thing in a quiet, amused way. I believe in the power of my own hands, the energy of combined prayer, and caring for the earth. I attend a Kingdom focused non denominational Christian Church. I have 6 kids, all home-born and successfully breastfed. The oldest 5 are grown. The youngest is attending Community College and living at home. I'm the oldest of 9, daughter of a missionary mother who lives in Kenya, married to the son of a preacher, with 4 spoiled dogs and and a rescued kitten. Right now, there is small balance after yrs of unemployment. My disability was approved due to degenerative discs, fibromyalgia, and obesity. That last is hard to say. I believe we owe it to ourselves to protect our mental health. It's precious and the one thing we can control. I dislike my own housework and I talk too much. I bought a house in North Carolina and after trying to get my husband here for 6 months, he had a stroke. I'm a two-time caregiver. Steve's got hemiparesis and depression and is learning to walk and trying to use his right side again. It's slow go.
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