after sunday, i appreciate my sometimes boring life a lot more. cuz anything was better than reliving that experience again!
haven't opened/cooked the zucchinis yet. i guess if i'm gunna make some bread out of it i'd better do it this week, the heat is only gunna get worse (gas oven/hot house while in use).
looked at some patterns this morning...for sewing. i'll eventually pick up a plain, button down men's shirt pattern, saw a square-necked pattern set for myself, and a another shirt and skirt pattern. gunna hold up til i get the instruction manual for the machine (to make sure i have instructions for re-threading and bobbining stuff).

here's the hand-me-down, behemoth, sewing machine.
this past weekend.
ok, sunday. i thought it was a nightmare, but it was reality. my in-law-family are alright. but the in-law family of an in-law SUCKS. this one does. it's all on me of course. i never met people like those in this family. it was a certain someones special day of celebration, but one of the in-law-in-laws thought it was his time to shine and kept trying to be the center of attention.
examples:
in-law quote-> "shake-a-salad-in-a-cup is the stupidest idea ever" or
"wheat flour isn't any better for your body"
in-law-in-law quotes-> "i made my wife quit her job cuz it made ME unhappy" or
"i saw a lady go into a walgreens bitching about how she doesn't know how she got fat, then come out with a hershy bar...i walked up to her and told her why she was fat"
i can't describe the negative i feel oozing off this dude. i can say that family (in-law-in-laws), from what i have experienced so far, act about 7, but they are chronologically closer to 57. and i mean the age difference in more of a self-centered, "i'm used to being the funny one to say shocking things and be appreciated for it" -type-o-way. i kept my mouth shut, did not make a deal about getting the wonderful, fixed sewing machine!!! did not complain how the special day was only supposed to be about 3 hours long and ended up 6 hours long, so sean wasn't able to surprise me with a special outting he'd planned (we will attempt it next weekend). we were told to meet at 2, that the thing would start at 3, but it didn't start til 4. dinner at 7pm didn't get home til 8.
coincidentally i thought of the age-thing because at the special event for the special day, there were two children behind me, and one of thier mother's. sean and i were kicked more during that FEW HOURS than we've ever been in our entire lives. we looked at each other couple times cuz we were both obviously this close to making a smart ass comment to them, and, sorry, i do love kids, but i wanted to grab these bratty, whiney children by thier scruffs and toss them into the fountain outside the building. finally the woman must have seen how aggravated we were getting from having her butt rest on our heads while getting the children straight, scrunching up flower paper for 2 hours, being kicked, being touched (head and shoulder swaps because they weren't looking), and pitching a fit during the 'o say can you see' song.
but it's all good. i really do appreciate life a bit more since i know i won't have to be in that exact same situation again.
fairly normal
mutant
snake
something amazing...the dinnerplate dahlia bloomed, but some creature is leaving slimy soil-like stuff all over the buds


the day started off with him going into work and i, applying window tint/insulation. then we ate strawberries, apples, grapes, cheese and crackers for lunch.
i was reminded of some bug incidents when i was reading 


haven't heard of them? don't like them? i ran into a person once who made them for a co-worker (he was trying to get her sweet on him), she didn't like them, so i asked if i could have them, that i would APPRECIATE them. i grew up eating boylt pnuts. out, a bit in the country, in florida, you'd see a big barrel, steam coming out and a sign scoop for $5. sometimes, heading back into the city, i'd make a request for them...mom would say back "ok, next one, we'll stop"...and it would always be the last one i saw. i'd dream about them til the next time we went that way.
also made some chicken last week, using the wheatabix (smashed) as a coating. baked it, got some crispy coated chicken! was going for putting honey on it after baking. to get hunnied chicken... the honey smell was too strong, so after looking around i found a honeyed chicken recipe online. sean pointed out that nowhere did it read honey. that's why mine didn't work!!!
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