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Flicka, Ricka, and DickaOh, what a week.  I keep having to remind myself that it is only Wednesday just today.  I'm driving around in a Dodge Charger with New Jersey plates, our rental for the week from our insurance company.  I've tended to all the details of what it means to have a totaled car and it has been, while time consuming, surprisingly straight-forward.  It's been tiring, nonetheless, and neither Laurel nor I have slept very well the past few nights.  I can see why I am happiest and most productive when home is all I do (with occasional jaunts to the woods).

It's our Christmas Season, tax refund time, so it has been good to get the things we'll need for the coming year.  I'm doing my annual spreadsheet to keep track of it all and try to avoid waste.  I bought 75 lbs. of flour yesterday, which I think will last about 6 months.  I also bought a gallon each of maple syrup and honey and it felt so extravagant.  I'm considering a couple pairs of pants for myself, too, as I've grown tired of Roan pointing out the holes to me.  I've bought a lot of books, including some Flicka, Dicka, and Ricka books.  One came with a set of paper dolls, which Willow has enjoyed frustration-free, well, excepting those little hats.  It marks real progress for her, I think, as the paper dolls from a birthday card were not so easy on her.

Today has been hard.  My patience has been short and I really just want a break.  That's sounds whiny to say, but it's true.  All the same, I can see how my tolerance for stress has grown over the past few months.  It used to be that normal daily things really overwhelmed me when I had to do them alone, now it takes a lot more to rattle me.  I am ready to get past this car thing, to get some sort of vehicle for our family, and to look toward Easter and the warming days.  I can see us slowly climbing up out of the valley as the last bits of difficult times are slowly (or abruptly!) moved out of the path.

It's warm here now--sixty degrees.  I'm going to insist on a walk when quiet time is over.  We're having chili for supper.  I guess I better start on that and try out a quick bread recipe.  Bread.  I could bake bread all the time.  All the time.  What is home without something yeasty rising or coming out of the oven?  Time to get up and work on that progress.

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impossibleway
Mar. 6th, 2015 11:52 am (UTC)
Yes, I can. I've got a more conventional seat and two boosters as spares. The others should fit fine, though, since they are meant to go three in a row.

I don't even look at stuff at the grocery store--it's all the dreaded disney, it seems. But yes, paper dolls. I think they will be nice, though I guess we'll make most of them ourselves. I bet Willow would love that. I did find some Lucia ones on Etsy that I'm excited about.

I have frozen bread. You need to wrap it well, several layers, and then thaw slowly. Choose a bread recipe that has a pre-ferment or some fat or dairy to hold the moisture better.
( 3 trees — Plant a Forest )

A Blessed Wilderness

It was just like being in heaven, being in there. In those days there was no road. The park was all a blessed wilderness. I have often thought what a wonderful people we would have been if we had wanted to keep it that way.

~Adolph Murie, biologist, on Denali


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