The Pumpernickle Pickle

Ramblings from a not-so-normal SAHM

First It’s Candy… January 3, 2008

Hello again for the 1st time in ages! And, ironically, I’m writing this by hand in a notebook (my to-do book, actually) to be transcribed once I return home. Will it ever get to the computer? If you’re reading it, yes it did. If not, then you’re reading something else and this is just a waste of a page that could hold things like “go to Walmart,” “mail swaps,” and “don’t be intimidated by cricut.”

Regardless, here I sit writing to you, all my wonderful readers (all glorious 6 of you). I am, at this very moment, in gorgeous Colorado. It’s a place near Durango, Cortez and Dolores if you happen to know any of those places. If not, I’ll try to post a pic later.

I am in the trailer. It’s a quiet, beautiful place. Not that the cabin isn’t – it’s wonderful and a freaking fabulous place to be any time of year but right now the trailer is so quiet and peaceful…where as the cabin is filled to the brim with children (I’ll tell you about that in a minute) and they are playing video games and pinball and any and everything else that might make a loud noise or include jumping or screaming or playing of a ridiculous instrument…you with kids/nieces/nephews/neighbors with kids, etc, all know what I’m talking about. I have 3 kids and my SIL has 4 and a step son so that’s a LOT of kids making a LOT of noises. So I’m in the serenity of the trailer with my notebook, scrapbook mags, sharpie markers and the DVD player.

I’ve been watching the newest Bourne movie. Usually, I’m not a big fan of sequels because, well, 99.99% of the time they, by definition, suck. Think about it: Teen Wolf 2, I Still Know What You Did Last Summer, Back to the Future 2, 28 weeks later…stink fests. However, if part of a trilogy that is usually not so. But as far as Jason Bourne and his movies – I’ll keep watching until he’s too old to lift the gun. I like the movies. I like the chases, the shootings, the drama, etc. Usually I’m not a Matt Damon fan, either, so it’s not about him. I just like the movies. So I watched, replayed the scenes where the cars and bullets were flying, and ate my razzles (is there a better food? I mean really? 1st it’s candy and then it’s gum!) I save the red and blue for last because Blaze’n Blueberry and Razzle Raspberry are the very best ones. WAY better than Tangerine Orange.

But sadly, it ended and I’m not watching Little Miss Sunshine. I’m not sure about it yet. I’m thinking maybe a nap would be better.

Later that day…

I’ve been in the loud place (aka cabin) where I enjoyed a delicious lunch of 3 raviolies and a Little Debbie oatmeal cookie. Now I’m back to the movie and munching on my MIL’s terribly fabulous peanut clusters. Yuuuuummy. Everyone is getting ready to go out. I’m not. I’m staying here. I’d like a bath but chances are I will not get one. I will probably get a shower and/or a nap. I’m leaning toward nap.

Anyway – I think this is going to be it for now. I have a movie to finish and food to munch and a soda to swallow all before I can crash. It’s been a stressful week. More on that later, though.

Word to your mother.

LC

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