Project 365- #5

Posting life in pictures on Sunday, hosted by Sara at ...make music from your heart to the Lord. Want to play? Here's the beef.

First of all, I haven't had time to get out to my suburban vegetable patch much lately. You saw the cauliflower that appeared there. I also found a few of these. I slice 'em, dredge each slice in Italian bread crumbs, dip 'em in milk and egg whip, dredge 'em back through the crumbs and fry 'em up in hot oil. Then I melt mozzarella on top and ladle about a tablespoon of marinara from a jar over each. These days I put slices of fresh tomato on top, because I have a plethora of those, so must eat at least one for every meal. This is the standard Tuesday night fare, so if you stop in on Tuesday- you now know what you're in for- kind of like over at MyADHDMe's place on Tuesdays. Side note: Eggplant purple is all the rage this season. If you ever wanted to wear it, this is your year.

Thought I'd show you Santa's choices. Wonder which one he comes down. Really though, will you just check out that blue sky! This is the sky I live under here in Michigan- luckiest girl in the world.

....and I'm knot kiddin'.......


Bonsai popped out another flower, through yellow leaves and all. Way to go, Bonsai! You can do it! One bloggie asked me what her name is. Any ideas? Outside the Box named his, Chan. I've just been calling her "Bonsai". Maybe that's what's got her down. Leave me your suggestion in the comments.


Worked on "the project" in the bathroom on Friday. This was my homemade protective gear, but I.T. couldn't take it. He went out and bought me a real face mask from Home Depot. I.T. sanded the plaster he'd gooped up there a few weeks back and did more scraping and I vacuumed. Plaster dust everywhere. Turns my hair gray.



I.T. knocked his sander into the plastic doohickey that was holding the mini blind up on one side. It busted- for good. I.T. fixes everything around here. That's why I never get a new thing. He always fixes my old thing. But this time, it was a goner.

I smiled underneath my face mask when he said, "I broke it, you'll have to get a new one."

"Okay, thanks, " I replied. " I hope you don't break the toilet, I hope you don't break the bathtub, I hope you don't break the........", I went on and on. He smiled under his face mask. I could see it in his eyes.

In the meantime, I can carry on a complete conversation with my neighbors when they are gardening over there in their side yard, while I'm sitting on the potty. This actually happened on Saturday afternoon. I just called out, "Howdy neighbor!" to Fash's friend, who lives there.

"Mrs. I.T....are you...." , I think A. hoped it wasn't true, but...

"Oh, yeah, sorry about that, A. , but the mini blind broke." *flush*

There are just these types of advantages when living in the burbs, what can I say? It's best to know your neighbors.

African Children's Choir- made up of orphaned children from Uganda- raising awareness for the need to feed and educate and care for the unfortunate victims of war- our neighbors- God's own. The concert was stupendous! I could never say enough about it. Standing room only in this huge chapel on the college campus. High energy. Unlimited potential. Go see these kids and support them if they come to your town.

JDRF Walk for a Cure- South Bend, IN

I kept waiting for some bloggies to find me and say hello. I had the mismatched socks on for quick identification. Sorry I missed you. Maybe next time.