Look at these faces. These are the totally focused, nothing-can-bother-me looks the boys give when they are watching an ok go music video. They are entranced. Their cousins introduced them to this and if you haven't seen the latest, I'm here to introduce it to you.
We usually always had milk (see volume purchased on a regular basis above), but when we ran out, it was a food emergency. We didn't have food emergencies much at our house. There was always something to eat. But if the milk ran out, what were we to do? "Can you go to the store and buy more milk?" my mother would request a special trip be made. My dad enjoyed his time in the evenings home from work and rarely interrupted that relaxation time with things to do (except fix cars, repair appliances, mow the lawn - see large family comment above), but he always hurried to the store when we were out of milk. Hardly a second went by without the stuff. And if I were hungry right before bedtime my mom would reply, "You can always have some milk."
I am who I am today partially due to milk. And now my own little family drinks milk like no tomorrow. Oliver and Ansel both down the stuff. I drown my cereal in it. Jess likes it too on cereal; and he eats a lot of cereal. So whenever we run out of milk, we have a similar emergency. But I don't like running to the store all that much, and I'm a bit more selfish, so I make my kids drink water with their breakfast. Jess has toast. I make frosting with water (not good), and if the kids are hungry before bed, it's water. However, if more than a day goes by without the stuff it's rough. So I get to the store and buy two gallons, which we will finish within a bit more than a week.
Here are the reasons why:
1) To keep in touch with people who want to keep in touch
2) To keep a photo journal and make a book of photos with captions
3) instagram is like unto the "picture a day" idea I undertook in 2000 and it plays towards my interests (May I just say that back in 2000 when I was taking a photo a day, people were kind of annoyed at times. I would say that attitude toward picture taking has changed for the most part. Interesting.)
4) the app DAYS is not really supported anymore, seeing as the creators are on to bigger and better things
And so it begins. ASH.DORE is the name, instagram is about to be my game. Yeah, that was pretty lame. Wow.
Last night I dreamt that Jess got me the iPhone6, set it out on the downstairs counter, and I found it much to my surprise.
I woke up immediately following the dream but kind of forgot it (you know how that is when you wake up), but felt this very real excitement in my woken up state. Then I remembered that in the dream I was living with a smart phone.
What is my subconscious trying to tell me?
A lot of life seems like maintenance. You've got to maintain your material possessions You've got to maintain your physical health. You've got to maintain your relationships. You've got to maintain your spiritual health. You've got to maintain your mental acuity. I've found it really is a balancing act and at times you've got to make sure you've got your priorities straight. Sometimes I may have a leaky toilet scenario in any number of these areas, and the best I can do is try to improve. Complacency can have damaging effects (including a high water bill!), so even a small move in the right direction is progress.
And now, back to thinking about how I am going to try to finish fixing that toilet. Arghh!
"This coupon is expired."
"You have to buy five of these rather than four to get the 75 cents off."
"Oh, sorry, you've got to get the 18.5 oz size to get the discount."
"This coupon only works on Wednesdays during the fifth week of the month."
A while back, I decided to bag the coupon saving and rely on in-store deals. Same thing happened. I'd try to buy five boxes of cereal in order to get a $5 dollar gift card; except, it never seemed to work out that way. I could never buy the right combination of cereal to get five bucks.
Is saving some cents really that difficult? Is everyone getting fooled into buying things that they think will save them money, when really, in the long run, they have spent more than they would have otherwise? Or am I just not able to hack it? Probably, hopefully (for my sake), it's a little bit of both.
Say cheerio to our summer schedule (thanks to big O for writing this up):
When Macaroni Grill was new to the scene, my family went every now and again. We liked the place, a lot. And since my mom had pretty much given the kibosh to Olive Garden (during one visit, it took twenty minutes to seat us when there were more than ten tables available - which I have since learned was no fault of the restaurant itself but the time of day and number of staff on the premises - but I digress), Macaroni Grill was our new spot. Plus, that focaccia bread was way better than any bread stick. I always ordered a dish that I loved there, the chicken calzone. The dipping sauces made the dish: one was a balsamic vinegar reduction and the other, a caesar dressing-like aioli. I lived for the dipping sauces, savored each bite, used up every bit of both. And then one day, I got my plate and the balsamic reduction sauce was missing. I kindly informed the waiter of the mistake when he informed me that they no longer served the calzone, or any dish for that matter, with that specific sauce. Later came the blow that the calzone was no longer on the menu. But, as luck would have it, I could still special order my favorite dish even if it did only come with the caesar sauce. And then finally, the restaurant decided to no longer serve it. And then I put the kibosh on Macaroni Grill.
Still, the most memorable food I miss on a regular basis is the ZCMI chocolate chocolate doughnut. This delicious dessert was the pinnacle of the cake doughnut world for me. I savored every bite and was known to spend my own 54 cents + tax on one, which was pretty much a miracle seeing as I held tight to my money and hardly spent a dime. This doughnut was large and plump, with hardly a hole in the middle, topped with light brown, made-with-butter frosting that wasn't too chocolatey and thus allowed for the flavor of the cake doughnut to meld well with, instead of be taken over by, the frosting. It was kept refrigerated inside a glass case at the little side bakery attached to the department store, and served a bit cold then slowly warmed as you enjoyed it bite by bite. We'd make special trips to get one. Then one day we went to get a doughnut and the bakery had been turned into a knick-knack shop. We had hardly a warning! The sweet bakery lady was gone. Loaves of sourdough and cracked wheat were replaced with games you'd never heard of and super-soaker water guns. The pastry glass case had stopped refrigeration and now held magnetic curiosities and swinging pendulums. Our doughnuts ceased to exist. Then ZCMI got bought out and part of my childhood was whisked away with it. I tried to find the doughnut downtown at a bakery possibly owned by the same people who did the original doughnut, but I was never successful. Since then, I've had several chocolate chocolate doughnuts, wishing, hoping that another bakery could get close to what I've enjoyed before. But no luck. And so I stick with the yeast-risen doughnuts and enjoy them a lot. But the cake doughnut is up against all odds, a grand contender, a doughnut I miss and pine for especially on overcast, fall days.
Do you have a special food you miss? Nora Ephron's was cabbage strudel and she ended up, after years of searching, finding the very food she had gone without all that time.