I read the lab results for my blood donations in reverse order. Turns out my cholesterol is going UP, not DOWN. Apparently, delish lunches like this need to be less common:
Turkey and gouda on Hawaiian roll with mayo and avocado. I skipped the chips. I'm thinking I could have skipped the mayo and chosen a whole grain bread, too. Dammit, it was so good. Time to get back into some healthier habits.
I moved my office into the kitchen for a few days so I could leave the backdoor open and use natural light. It doesn't mean I have less crap to work on but my surroundings are more pleasant. Especially since mornings have been cool and beautiful.
Bubbie ordered a knife sharpener kit and a special stand to use it with. Here he is sharpening his scout knife. Should I be concerned about this? My gut feeling tells me No. Unlike Adam's mother, I am not letting him shut himself into a dark room with violent video games, nor am I purchasing him firearms and driving him to shooting practice. God rest her soul, she was dealt a hard hand. But it's hard not to feel some anger towards her methods of mothering. How much of that could have been prevented? I don't know. And I'm not a perfect mom, either. I will keep close tabs on this one, even so. And pray every day that I am doing the right job for each one of my peeps.
A hot breakfast beats poptarts or cold cereal any day. Even on days I leave before they do I can get up a few minutes early to make it happen. They can re-heat it in the microwave if they want to. And they don't eat lunch before 2 p.m, at school, so a good breakfast for teenagers is kinda necessary.
My tote bag last week looked like it was carrying more than it's fair share of the workload. I had forms to copy and mail, scrubs to return, and the annual ladder notebook to work on. How can moms get anything done without a good, sturdy tote bag?
Happy Mother's Day Weekend!
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