i'm a cheater

I have been going to the same Polish butcher for my whole life (European Meat Products & Deli). It is where my Babcia shopped when she lived here, and it is where my dad always goes, and it is where I started to go a few years ago. But today, I had to go to another shop to get my Babcia something specific that the regular one does not carry. And when I went to the new place (Polska Chata), I found that in addition to a plethora of delicious smoked pork products, they had all sorts of homemade baked goods, and homemade golobki, and homemade pierogi. All things i know how to make but take too much work to cook for two people. So for dinner I got a little sausage and some golobki, and it was FANTASTIC. And, it turns out they are renovating the upstairs to have seating for a restaurant. Could be deadly for us, we may become frequent customers....

insomnia

I woke up again in the middle of the night again, unable to get back to sleep.

This isn't all that unusual these days. But what really stinks is I lie in bed, worrying about everything. My job at a failing company and what kind of a humongous pay cut I would take it I had to leave and work elsewhere. I think about our finances. We aren't in bad shape, better than most Americans I would actually guess, but still not enough to make myself feel comfortable. i even worry about where we are going to move furniture since we have run out of rooms to move things and store things and I am just too pregnant to move boxes and furniture and go through storage items to determine what we need and what we can get rid of.

It's 5 am and I have already surfed the net, read the newspaper, watched the end of the men's gold medal basketball game (which oddly enough my husband woke up for at 4 am and came downstairs to watch, and then returned to bed, all without an alarm), played some majhong, and now I am typing this. I was contemplating unloading the dishwasher, but I think it would make too much noise.

And, I am hungry, and eating at 5 am when out of your schedule isn't really a good thing. not to mention, we don't have anything all that good in the fridge.

urgh, i hate this. what I hate the most though is I have my family coming over this afternoon. Since I am the only one with a backyard, I was asked to host a picnic for my dad's new girlfriend. woo hoo. which means I am going to have to be "on" today and with a lack of sleep, that may be difficult.

ok, i am going to get some orange juice and try to doze off while watching endless infomercials on my poor people no cable television.

geez, thanks, dad

My father has out of control allergies. Shots year round. eyes swollen shut in the summer. can't eat peaches or cherries. you get the idea.

and he so graciously shared this genetic trait with me.

and this season has been particularly horrible for me, particularly with the weeds.

and now i have the asthmatic cough that is so insanely annoying. In previous years, when the coughing came, I needed an inhaler. This year, I need the inhaler but cant use it. So, i suffer, as do all of those around me. So if you are around to hear the hacking, i apologize. If not, count yourself as lucky.

5 years

As of yesterday, I have been married for 5 years. I cant even believe it has been 5 years. It seems all at the same time like it has been forever and also just yesterday. i suppose that is what it is supposed to feel like. We went to Toronto. Just like our honeymoon. And it was nice. Although this time, I just did a lot of sitting around watching the Olympics and resting. Which is ok by me. But anyway, 5 years under the belt. A million more to come. Yeah, happy anniversary to me.

Someday

Someday, I will learn to say no, and someday I will learn that I cant keep doing everything I used to, and someday, I will not care anymore.

Everyone keeps saying "If you stop, someone else will have to do it" but that isn't the case. Not because I have a big ego and think that I am the only one who can do anything, but because I know for a fact that people will not step up and take responsibility.

Someday, I will have no choice and wont be able to do any of it. I am really getting to the point where I just don't care anymore.

Also, a word of advice to anyone who reads. Do not volunteer for things if you are unable to take direction or you have your own agenda. It doesn't do anyone any good. You just get in the way and aggravate people.

Carbonara

I made spaghetti carbonara tonight for dinner. Because, seriously, how much easier does it get? Boiling the pasta is the hardest part. I used this recipe I found here on Every Day Food:

http://www.pbs.org/everydayfood/recipes/Spaghetti_Carbonara.html

plus honestly - it is spaghetti, bacon and cheese. can' t get much tastier than that.

July Movies

Penelope
College Road Trip
Alvin and the Chipmunks
Drillbit Taylor
Carrier: Disc 1
Carrier: Disc 2
Carrier: Disc 3
I Want Someone to Eat Cheese With
My Mom's New Boyfriend
Strange Wilderness
Definitely, Maybe