The Ritual of Random

My honey got me a prettypretty new ring as a surprise today because he loves me :) I love it and may post pictures if sufficiently coerced.
Reading the Pioneer Woman’s cookbook (The Pioneer Woman Cooks: Food from My Frontier) makes me want to drink wine out of mason jars. Even though I don’t really like wine. Today I settled for chocolate milk.
I also now need to make coffee concentrate by the gallon for iced coffee. Even though it’s november. Yum. I guess it’s the power of good pictures of rich dark caffeine on a slightly sleep deprived individual.
Plastic baby spoons are perfect for stirring your chocolate milk when you don’t want to make any noise.
Day 60 of our sleep plan has come and gone with little motivation to update or take note on progress. I blame it on the child’s recent cold and pendant for bouncing. I must make myself post/track something before the month is out. Maybe tonight…?
I made a meal inspired by (but really not at all the same as) this recipe that simmered and cooked while I took care of some car business and visited with my mother and a friend.
The cats have finally figured out how to jump over the baby gate without the help of boxes.
My Dublet has a cold. It is very pitiful of him.
I haven’t done any christmas shopping.
Today I did three loads of laundry. I so love having a dryer.
I haven’t run since monday.
My one hundred days isn’t going so well. Some of it is pulling off without a hitch…some seems to be failing. But it’s only Day 14. There’s lot’s of time to improve.
and that is that. Right now the baby is sleeping, the husband is running, the kitchen is clean, the dryer is running and I am sitting in my heaped up -used to be clean- living room – indulging in being randomly blogified. Don’t ask me what that means. For now: au revior.