Food

I went to Whole Foods last week, I go every week, but never had I had someone say anything to me about the amount I was buying. Last week I did. The cashier saw my cart load and asked me if I was "stocking up" at first I glared at him. "No" I said, "I am just doing my weekly shopping." In what sounded like an accusing tone looked strangely at me and said, "This is a week?" pointing to my ALL my food going across the conveyor belt. I looked up and said, "Yes, I have boys." His face took on the "knowing" of what that meant. The man bagging said, "the best thing about having boys is they grow up and take YOU out to dinner and PAY!"

Then up walks James, taller than me now. In his low voice tells me what is going on. The boys took their money and bought junk food. The cart load was not enough.

After this exchange I began to keep mental notes during the week and thinking of past weeks and what I should have bought in the way of food. This is what is normal in our home with 3 growing boys and a husband. Now remember I have food allergies and I do not eat any dairy what so ever, I eat no white potatoes, and I do not eat the bacon (allergic tot he spices), many of the cereals(allergic to wheat and grapes, usually sweetened with grape juice). I do not eat anything with wheat.

Gone between Friday afternoon to Thursday night, the kids call Friday "Starve day":

2 to 3 gallons of milk
1 to 2 packages of ice cream
1 package of frozen fruit for a smoothie
2 pounds of bacon
3 dozen eggs
1 to 2 loaves of bread
1 box of crackers (Ritz type from Whole Foods)
1 to 2 blocks of cheese
1- 5lb bag of white potatoes
LOTS of fresh fruit (this can be anything from 6 apples, 1 bunch of grapes, 3 grapefruit, and 4 to 5 peaches in a week)
3 to 6 cans of Mandarin oranges (2 cans a piece)
3 heads or more of Romain lettuce
1 bottle or more of salad dressing
3 to 5 boxes of cereal (various kinds)
homemade popcorn once a week with added cheese powder
1 jar of salsa
2 bags of corn chips
1 sour cream tub
1 block of cream cheese
1 ham
1 package of cheesy wieners
1 small jar of peanut butter or 2 weeks on a large one

This is NOT including dinners. This is strictly the extras I buy to keep people happy. What is more amazing they are not fat. The two that eat the most are the skinniest. The youngest is a bean pole and laughs about seeing his ribs and he packs away a ton of food. He's 6 yrs old and up to my boobs, OK, past them. He's soooo tall. Last year in Kindergarten he was taller than many of the 3rd graders.

I buy myself my rice milk and my 1 box of cereal I eat for dessert, but today the 12 yr old James ate 2 bowls of it and finished it off for me. This is Monday! I have to go until Friday afternoon before I can restock.

The fruity cereal is gone.

The peaches are gone.

A gallon of milk is gone.

1 dozen eggs and 1/2lb bacon is gone.

1/2 the ham is gone.

The salad......you guessed it........GONE

A little of the salad dressing is left.

I hide some food because I KNOW they need it for lunch once a week for a class. Otherwise it is consumed in a flash.

I know what my Father meant when the last son was born and he laughed a sinister laugh and spoke these very words, "Someday your grocery bill will resemble the national debt. These boys will eat you out of house and home. Yep, boys are Grocery Hounds."

Was it a curse or premonition? You decide.........................

.........until next time......send me some money! LOL!

I'm here............

I was going to go to bed and spend some quality time talking to Sam. He fell asleep as I was talking about my day. He told me his, then KONK, he was out. So much for that. I go up and came in here. No mail, nothing to really look at online, not really in the mood to read. So, you get me. I am typing int he dark. Jonah is sleeping on the futon behind me. The living room is a wreck after school today. The desks are all still pulled out the chalk board still taking up space. No where to sit. My cord to the laptop is chewed up from Soc, that means I have to use the old computer he did not find as tasty. Anyhow, I have nothing to say really. Feeling a bit bummed. Just really wanted that time with him. Oh well, what can you do.

At least last night I was host to my womens group and I taught them about Krishna and then had a mini-kirtan with them, it was lovely. They really enjoyed it! We had a great time. They enjoyed their vegetarian feast I prepared. We had a great time. I wish I could have a great group of people around like that 3 times a week just for myself. I would have to get more sleep though if I was to keep that up.....LOL........I got home at 1am and was up by 6:30am I am tired right now. Think I should sleep. Not wander around in virtual space doing nothing.
Yes, yes, especially since I weeded some of the strawberry patch, laundry, dishes, cleaing the roll top desk, cooking dinner, homeschool, and chicken duty twice today....I think I should go to bed.

Night for now......tootles till next time.

Tomorrow, I love ya, Tomorrow, you're only a day away.............

Last night I had a dream. It was nice. It was about my mysery man. I have this dream about this man every once in awhile. He is there, and so loving. So sweet. Ahhhh, love it!Thing is I don't see a face. I don't know his name, and I can really only feel his presence. We have never had sex, and it's weird. This is a dream apparition I have been having for 10 years now. Weird, eh?

So that was the beginning of my day, nice, eh?

After that I woke up and began my day of being what feels like a cog. I have to keep the machine running. Dishes, homeschool, feed chickens, clean inside and outside, feed chickens again, go buy feed for chickens, more dishes, cook and make more dishes (they are in the sink right now), read to the kids, send them to bed. Watch Sam come home and eat then nod off as I speak to him, check my email and then go to bed and wake up to do it all again in the same order. No, no, I don't hate it. I just want a fun vacation to throw it all off a bit. I love to cook. I love to read to the kids. I would like to read to them while sitting in a cabin and cooking over an open flame. I would love to sit in the mountains for a couple weeks and chill. I have not had my time away yet and it seems to be having an effect on me. Sam went to Boulder, camping for a week, and now he is talking about a business trip he needs to take to somewhere. He's going hunting this weekend. Ahhhhh.............I wanted to go to the Gaia Festival and camp, flooded out from Ike. :(
I did get a letter from a prisoner that my cousin said was a "nice guy." It reeked of cologne and he called himself the "N" word and he said I was sexy. Oh goody! I have not responded to him nor my cousin since. My cousin is not going anywhere for a few decades, he can wait! I do not take it so well my Cuz' gave my address to a Bro' from "d'hood" that was sentenced because of armed robbery. But remember that he is a "nice guy!" I have not told the family, and since they don't have i-net they will still not find out. I am sure he won't tell them...........LOL!

Where was I going here today?

I am not sure. I am pooped. I start to feel sorry for myself when I am tired.

OK Zane reminded me to check the chickens again. I need to plug in the light, feed, water, and then wait till morning!!! LOL......nutty laugh!!

Time for me to study for my womens group. I am discussing/teaching Krishna to them. Until next time.......tootles

hummmmm.....

Sometimes I wonder what possesses me to write some of the posts I do. I wonder what banshee took me over and caused me to form such pieces of "work." This is one mystery that will remain as such. I also wonder if I am even coherent in the "work."

I am always amazed when I have people tell me they LOVE my writing. This I find all to surprising. I base this on the fact I am not educated past the 12th grade. I base this on the fact even though I was educated to the 12th grade I found it meaningless and a grand waste of my time.

I base this on the fact I am someone that is not a ferocious reader, but a mediocre book worm. I base this on the fact I have not seen the world, nor do I tip-toe out to experience it much either. I am a wall flower for the most part. Timid. I am not your go-go getter gal. Nope, I am your "leave me alone I am looking into the stream at some frys (baby fish)" or " I am busy loving this strange smelly dog."
I like to cook, I like to shoot a 22 rifle just so I can prove I am a better shot than my husband who LOVES to shoot and does it more than I care too ( my kids call me Dead Eye Jane, and laugh at Dad secretly). I love to shoot arrows, but my arm does not like the sting the string strikes back with. I love to sit on a porch swing in a thick blanket and listen to the bugs making their mating calls at night with the cool air grazing and ticking my cheeks. I am simply simple. I am not an intellect, nor am I this or that. I am Gurgi. In the Prydain series written by Lloyd Alexander there is a part when the character Gurgi is described as being neither man nor beast. He is neither this nor that and does not really belong anywhere. That is how I feel. I am neither a Neanderthal than sits as a lump on the couch in front of the boob tube. Nor am I a Mensa genius that can rattle off pointless information about nothing. I am not business savvy, nor am I politically correct. One friend said I am "crass". No, no, crass is the old man term. I am not an old man! I only speak about how I see it. My brain also works very slowly around humans. I stutter, worse under stress. I cannot think. I stumble over the easiest of words. I am lost in space and I am stranded on earth gasping. Oh the torture...........yet I keep placing myself in these moments. I am also prone to getting excited too much or not excited enough and people take me the wrong way. People, oh people. The hardest thing in this world to understand. The hardest thing to relate to. Oh HUMANS, why oh why are they so hard for me to "just get?"

Oh well.
I think this calls for a Kombucha and a grapefruit. Drown my sorrow away with fruit and fermented tea. :)

I think I will watch the moon as I nibble and sip. Grandmother is spectacular this evening!