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Monday, May. 05, 2008 @ 6:19 am
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Tis a lovely day in the neighborhood. I'm sitting here watching the sunrise, eating my Teff {with currants, walnuts and a dash or Silk} and drinking my coffee.{ditto on the Silk}.

Pity it ain't gonna stay that way, I'm sure. Too bad I can't find a job, that will pay me, without my having to actually show up. Well I can dream, can't I.

Had a nice pass with Warren yesterday, despite my having not had nearly enough sleep the night before due to a manic baking spree, that had me up till past midnight, at which point I blew off my nighttime meds. Thus I was a bit on the cranky side and tending to be a bit snapish at times. But I'm much better now.

We still had a nice time. I made his favorite cheesey eggs {like a scrambled egg w/cheese, but with lots of veggies mixed in, ie broccoli, asparagus, onions, garlic, spinach}. and some fried potatos. {I make my own, way better than the frozen kind, healthier too}.

Warren spent a good portion of the day, actually working on an English assignment which required music {I've never met his English teacher, but I like her creativity} and he doesn't have much access at DBR. Let's hear it for the boy.

We also had some nice time to chat. I had to play chauffer to run Scheissa to a job interview. I'm crossing my fingers, as this job would have lots of travel and he'd be gone for a week or more at a time. To bad it wouldn't be longer.

We also did bit of boulevard shopping, as it is clean up week. I love clean up week, sometimes you find some cool stuff. I have a really cool chair now, and the price was right. Too bad I don't have room for the matching table, and somebody else beat me to the other chairs. I also saw a cool treadmill, but it was way to big to fit in to my car, damn it. If it even worked.

For dinner I made pizza. Real pizza, no delivery or freezer variety for my boy. Even my crust was from scratch, it got lots of compliments. Not bad for a pale little Scananavian/German girl, who happens to have a fettish for Mediteranean food, hold the feta please.

The tall redheaded one ate almost the entire pizza, and a huge slice of pumpkin pie. {I did mention my baking spree right}. Did I mention he'd also been snacking on cinnamon pull aparts {sort of like monkey bread} earlier as well.

I made two pizzas, one with no meat/cheese for me, and the full on supreme for my boy. I added pizza seasoning, and fresh grated parm {WI parm, I can't afford the real Italian stuff} to the crust which made it great, even though my nose is paying today, as I don't get along well with anything, cow.

On the way back, he wanted to stop for a snack, milk and oreos. I tell you, that boy is a human garbage disposal. I still haven't figured out which one of his legs is the hollow one.

Did I mention, I stopped by Great Harvest again, Saturday. They were pretty much emptied out, but I did snag a pumpernickel Rye {last weeks freebies, were largely sweets} and she gave me two more loaves {mushroom swiss, and lemon yogurt}. If I were gay and breadlady were single, I think I'd be in love.

Off to the spice mines of Kessel.

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In every neighborhood there is at least one house that all the neighbors gossip about. This is a diary from the woman who lives in that house. I am a single mother in her mid thirties. I live in North Dakota with my son, Warren.

I tend to be a bit of a slob, and am the opposite of a girly-girl. I am geek girl, who loves Star Wars, Star Trek, Harry Potter, Buffy, Angel, action movies, science fiction, action adventure, Dr. Who, and so on and so on.

I love to write and while I don't post much fiction online anymore I would love to be a writer someday. I am also overweight, bipolar and suffer from allergy induced asthma.

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