Change is in the wind. After roughly five years as the primary breadwinner (and a little over a year as the sole breadwinner) my hubby's about to start his own business.
Submitted by CB Potts on Mon, 04/16/2007 - 12:35pm
Talking with an online friend today, who is having some serious family trouble with her daughter. Perhaps, she says, life would be better if she gave up the job and stayed home.
That when my husband said, "Oh, I fixed the toilet"
he meant: I replaced the cracked white vinyl seat with a pretty new mauve vinyl seat.
He did not mean:
You know that thing that results in the toilet overflowing like Old Faithful on Steroids if you insist on abnormal behavior like flushing? I took care of that.
FOR GUESS WHAT?
I've got an admittedly very pretty toilet which just flooded most of downstairs. The mess has been dealt with. I'm just waiting for the steam to stop shooting out of my ears.
Submitted by CB Potts on Thu, 04/12/2007 - 10:10am
Living simply and affordably is a goal of mine. So when I saw some links to frugal sites here, I went with great interest and found some good information and good writing, which was nice.
One of the things I've been thinking about it the relationship between frugality and parenting style. A lot of things that I do with the girls I don't necessarily do because it is cheaper (although that is often true) but for other reasons.
During the great shopping excursion, I'd found asparagus rather cheaply. And the girls had been clowning around with a pair of lemons, rubbing them on their butts (only my kids, sigh) so I had to buy those.
So while cooking dinner last night, I thought I'd try making hollandaise sauce for the asparagus.
I don't actually know how to make hollandaise sauce. But while I'm cooking, I'm also on the phone with my sister, whose husband is a Gourmet.
"How do you make hollandaise sauce," I ask her.
"You open the envelope and stir in some water," she replied.
Not the answer I was looking for. But hey, my hubby's been cooking professionally on and off for twenty years. This should be No Problem.
"Honey," I ask, "How do you make Hollandaise sauce?"
"You open the envelope and stir in some water," he replied.
Ok, inspired by discussion here, the very first, very rough draft of a poem. Two disclaimers: I am generally not much of a poet!!!! and also, I don't know the entire Greek alphabet.
I'm very open to suggestions and thoughts. Let's see if we can build this up into something good.
