February 3, 2010

Well, here I sit eating my ramen noodles. I put some thinly sliced onion and mushroom in it. A little bit of spinach or chicken would have been good but I didn't have any. Oh, well, this is still good. It's funny though how something so simple and completely cheap can be eaten so many ways. I like a little broth, my husband does not. He actually cooks the noodles, then drains them, then puts the flavor packet on them. Oh, with butter. He thinks the way I eat it is thoroughly disgusting. In fact, most everything we eat is this way. Mealtime in our house is a major event with the making of two meals every meal. Occasionally I refuse which leads to grumbling and sometimes discourse. The only time we are truly happy is when we can afford to go out to dinner-then we both get just what we want and neither of us has to cook it or clean it up. I do find it odd that even though neither of us likes the others food we both love to eat-and it shows! I do try very hard to eat and live healthy but it is very expensive and without a real paycheck coming in it is getting more and more difficult. Oh, he did not get the Louisiana job-they went with the other guy. While he is still here he has been trying to do some good by helping people with drug or alcohol addictions, he gives talks/speeches and is trying with the help of the Wesleyan Foundation to start an AA chapter at Longwood to help students who might have addictions and want help. I personally think this is a fantastic and very commendable thing to do. If he weren't here he would not be able to do this. On the other hand, he really does need a job! His unemployment and the little bit my shop brings in is just not enough. But we are doing as much as we can. It really is in Gods hands. Kinda like the weather. They can 'predict' what's to come but you really don't know until it gets here. And you just got to trust in God that He will keep you safe. Well, my ramen is gone now-darn! My doggies are waiting patiently for their evening walk. I think they are really sick of the snow now. They miss walking on the sidewalks and the areas where they can poop comfortably are completely covered. They are basically pooping on the street snow with momma bagging it up-how embarrassing for a dog. Now to mention how very inconvenient and cumbersome it is for me. I know they are dogs but I really hate to tell them we're getting more. We're going to have to take a really long walk tomorrow. Ah well, better go. Get it over with. Good night.