Picture Tuesday # 3

I seem to be able to commit to picture Tuesday. Can’t seem to dedicate the time to write blog posts, and have very little on my mind that is suitable for blog fodder, but posting 5-10 pictures once a week with some background info seems to fit the bill. Apologies to those who find this boring. But this works.

C is for Cookie

Last week I had one of those Norwex home parties. I kind of agreed to have a party a while back – rather randomly and spontaneously. I like their products quite a bit, because even though they are made from petrochemicals, I like that they do a good job and don’t require toxic chemical cleaners. There seems to be some controversy because they contain silver to be antibacterial, but my opinion is that a well made cloth will last for years and I’m okay with using them.

Anyway, I made peanut butter chocolate chip pecan cookies. I made four dozen. At the end of the party with eight women, there were five cookies left.


Ross and I had the basement spray foam insulated a while back (at a cost of $2200) and after an energy assessment (this would be the third one we’ve paid for at $150) we were eligible for $750 grant from the federal government for the now-axed Eco Fit program.  A few dollars back is better than no dollars back, right? This is how we are financing, in part, the next step of new drywall. The drywall should have happened this past weekend, but the drywaller came by and there are a few things Ross has to fix up before the drywaller can come. Our basement has been in a state of flux for almost two years. What’s another few weeks? We did a whole lot of other work in our yard this weekend, but you’re going to have to wait until next week’s Picture Tuesday to see the before and after!

If you look closely, you can see some egg shells between her paws.

So I learned the other day that Mooki likes raw eggs. And not just raw eggs, but raw eggs in their shell. Kale and I left the other morning and after I dropped him at preschool, I had a meeting at a nearby coffee shop. We came home at lunch time, and the two eggs I had left on the back steps were no where to be seen. I started questioning myself – did I actually put them there? Maybe I did put them in the fridge and I’m just getting confused. After coming upstairs, I noticed a certain fuzzybutt was looking a bit guilty. Then I saw the shell crumbs on the rug. And by crumbs, I mean, exactly what you can see between her paws in the picture. Nothing else, anywhere. Mooki stole two eggs, in their shell, from the bottom of the steps, and managed to eat them completely, not leave a mess, and almost convince me I was crazy. Good job, MooFace. Note to self: don’t leave eggs where dogs can reach them.


I’ve mentioned a few times that we don’t have a microwave. On Friday, I had Bonnie come for a sleepover with Kale and we had a movie night. We watched Toy Story 3 and the two of them snuggled adorably in the chair with a bowl of popcorn in their laps. I made the popcorn in a pot, on the stove. It was awesome. I can’t believe I ever thought microwave popcorn was tasty.

New ride!

The biggest news from this past weekend is that we bought a new vehicle. We bought a 2006 Jeep Liberty diesel. It was owned by a older guy in White Rock, who did whatever the dealership told him to do, and kept it in really great shape. We think we got a very fair price. Now, we have a Mazda 6 station wagon for sale, which has been a fantastic car but can’t pull our tent trailer. The Jeep is so incredibly awesome to drive. I really missed being high up. It’s also an automatic, which I haven’t owned since I owned a 1989 Hyundai Pony.

I just realized I’ve owned an awful lot of cars: 1982 Honda Prelude, 1989 Hyundai Pony, 1989 Dodge Daytona, 1974 Volkswagen Beetle, 1984 Volkswagen Rabbit, 1993 Honda Civic, 1974 Volkswagen 411, 1994 (?) GMC Tracker, 2004 Mazda 6 Wagon, and now a 2006 Jeep Liberty. One of these days I might actually get a brand new car.



9 years ago

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  1. Brand new cars are overrated. They depreciate 30% the second you drive them off the lot.

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