Feelin' Groovy!
My world is rather a cheery place today.
Finally this afternoon, I managed to take some time to sit down and change over all the files for Little Cabin from the old server to the new. Surely I hope I don’t have to do anything like this again for a good long while. LOL
As if this news isn’t quite cheery enough, our area is experiencing a heat wave. It’s 38° here today in the Valley. WOOT!
This can't be good.
That would be me, watching the Weather Channel yesterday afternoon, after which I bundled up and got myself to the store.
In case.
Because you just never know, it might be a day or four before we can travel safely in these hills when these really nasty storm fronts come our way.
That was also my face when I got home, as I’d inadvertently chosen food stamp day to go to the grocery store. Oy vey!
This morning I awoke to a situation not so bad after all;
In the valley
And there’s even a good side to this storm;
It's pretty!
Loved the Swedish Chef back in the younger days, and imitated him (and more recently, Chef Ramsay, of Hell’s Kitchen fame) in various commercial kitchens over the years. The above clip is from a show I’d never seen, and had me in hysterics. Enjoy!
I don’t make New Year’s Resolutions, because the majority of us don’t keep the doggone things anyway. It’s like “pressure” to follow along with this tradition, and isn’t (in my case) well enough thought out or otherwise considered to really “stick”. I remember back in my youth making this resolution or that, and keeping it holy for about 24 hours. (can you relate?)
This year, on New Year’s Eve, while contemplating taking the tree down and taking along with it all the other clutter I’ve been meaning to box up and place in the loft/attic, it dawned on me that I’m just damn sick and tired of clutter in general. I want clean lines in this little cabin, and I haven’t stopped thinking about it, planning it out and even taking steps toward it since that night. Perhaps on these frigid, wintry, boring evenings, I’ve ingested a bit much HGTV.
In truth, though, it is pretty tough to deal with such small spaces. For instance I don’t have nearly enough kitchen to fully equip a kitchen, and seriously not enough counter space. The Beloved and I have been mulling over what to do about it, because it’s looking like our tired old range is about to expire, and I’m wanting a replacement with a bigger “hole”. (Sometimes technical terms just flat out escape me. By it, however, I mean wider, deeper oven insides 
) We’ll have to figure out how to fit a bigger oven in that dinky little corner.
Meanwhile, due to lack of storage and closet space, most of our sometimes-used stuff is piled up in the “spare” bedroom. The pantry we just “cleaned out” in the summer is once again housing slightly more than typical pantry items. And I SO need to clean out the vanity cupboard in the girly bathroom
Yeesh.
Worst of all, when I cart storage up to the loft, I dig around up there through the boxes and bring more stuff down. This has just got to stop!
That said, here’s a cute (small and therefore, acceptable) thing I did bring down when we retrieved the Charlie Brown’s fake Christmas Tree this year;
Dylandawg and his mama
Yup, that’s me, Christmas ‘99, which is just prior to my (*eek!*) 40th birthday, but enough about me. How about that beautiful dog? He was my first Doberman, which you can clearly see is a mix. The other half of him was German Shepherd, and he had all the traits of both. (He was a rescue from here, and not one single second was I ever sorry I bawled my eyes out until my ex husband brought him home.)
Some memories belong to Christmas.
But even so, not one solitary thing is going to come down from that attic space again unless it has a practical daily purpose. That’s my story New Year’s Resolution, and I’m stickin’ to it!
