KFC Noodle Soup
Josh and I used left over KFC chicken that we obtained for free to make chicken soup. I used veggietables that I blended and then froze from when I last made a soup and boiled them to make a broth. All we did was pick the meat off the bones, thaw the veggie blend, add 2 cups of water, some salt, and simmer. Oh then I spilled couscous everywhere and added just a little.
I made banana muffins too. Saturday I will make zucchini muffins with squash instead of zucchini and apple muffins with some old apples. I'll freeze them for Blissfest.
I am convinced that I will never ever ever ever ever finish my thesis. I mean, I really let myself think I was going to finish this week. I just set myself up for dissapointment is all. My mom asks me everytime I call her if I am done yet with my thesis. I've stopped calling her. That's a lie. I just made it very clear to her I didn't want her to ask me that. I dont' know when I'll be done. But I do know Calvin is leaving on the 3rd. I just realized that that is next week. I may have FREAKED OUT just a little bit.
My acid reflux is back, but I can no longer afford the medication b/c my insurance prescription cap is maxed. Don't ask me what that means. I dont' know.
I played a little little volleyball last night wiht Josh, Deb, Joy and Shann. We just stood in a circle and hit it to eachother. I was soooo scared. It took all I had to at least try and not shrink away. Once I threw it up myself, and then freaked out and didn't hit it. Josh said it looked like I was afriad of my own throw. Which I was. I was afraid of getting hurt, and afraid of looking too silly infront of everyone. I think Deb understand though why I don't play now. :) It was the first time I have played a sport like that in probably 3 or 4 years? I can play tennis and frisbee without fear. I bet I could even play soccer pretty good too. I kept on wanting to kick the volleyball, and I would reach my leg out, and then realize I shouldn't do that, and then twist my body freakily and try to hit it with my arms. And it HURT and that made me pretty angry. Angry because I was playing, even though I was playing by choice. It was probably good for me. Good to try something new. It felt good to be active.
This is why no one else was there and why weren't playing in the sandy volleyball court. Because just as everyone got there to play a good game of volleyball, one million middle schoolers at camp showed up, took off there shoes, PICKED SIDES, and then stood in the sand trying to touch eachother. Not in any specific way, just to touch. The girls played clapping games and the guys tackled eachother. Two guys tried to toss a third guy over the net, like a cheerleader would be tossed. He didn't make it over. There was about 20 people per team. And rarely was the ball ever returned back over the net. But they played for hours!
I am pretty upset with Jon and Kate. I mean, they were my family I watched and thought about. If they could do that, really I can do just about everything. But they can't do it. I'm dissapointed in them. I don't know how those kids will grow up like that. It's gonna be hard. I bet that headstrong annoying older girl leaves for college early-like and never ever comes back. And resents her mom for the rest of her life.
That's probably rude of me to say.
Oh here's a question. If there are two cars illegally parked, and one is sticking out half way into the gas station enter and exit drive and I call the cops on it. Is that bad karma or good karma? I mean, I am supporting the law, but I am also screwing someone over. I chose to pretend I didn't notice.
Unique thing I saw today:
Older man running, not too old...he woulda looked 30ish except for the grey streak in his hair. He had no shirt on, was somewhat tan, shiny with sweat, wearing 80/90's style headphones...the ones with the foam grey padding that fell off, and had long curly hair that was blowing in the breeze behind him...making him look like he was running that much faster.
I made banana muffins too. Saturday I will make zucchini muffins with squash instead of zucchini and apple muffins with some old apples. I'll freeze them for Blissfest.
I am convinced that I will never ever ever ever ever finish my thesis. I mean, I really let myself think I was going to finish this week. I just set myself up for dissapointment is all. My mom asks me everytime I call her if I am done yet with my thesis. I've stopped calling her. That's a lie. I just made it very clear to her I didn't want her to ask me that. I dont' know when I'll be done. But I do know Calvin is leaving on the 3rd. I just realized that that is next week. I may have FREAKED OUT just a little bit.
My acid reflux is back, but I can no longer afford the medication b/c my insurance prescription cap is maxed. Don't ask me what that means. I dont' know.
I played a little little volleyball last night wiht Josh, Deb, Joy and Shann. We just stood in a circle and hit it to eachother. I was soooo scared. It took all I had to at least try and not shrink away. Once I threw it up myself, and then freaked out and didn't hit it. Josh said it looked like I was afriad of my own throw. Which I was. I was afraid of getting hurt, and afraid of looking too silly infront of everyone. I think Deb understand though why I don't play now. :) It was the first time I have played a sport like that in probably 3 or 4 years? I can play tennis and frisbee without fear. I bet I could even play soccer pretty good too. I kept on wanting to kick the volleyball, and I would reach my leg out, and then realize I shouldn't do that, and then twist my body freakily and try to hit it with my arms. And it HURT and that made me pretty angry. Angry because I was playing, even though I was playing by choice. It was probably good for me. Good to try something new. It felt good to be active.
This is why no one else was there and why weren't playing in the sandy volleyball court. Because just as everyone got there to play a good game of volleyball, one million middle schoolers at camp showed up, took off there shoes, PICKED SIDES, and then stood in the sand trying to touch eachother. Not in any specific way, just to touch. The girls played clapping games and the guys tackled eachother. Two guys tried to toss a third guy over the net, like a cheerleader would be tossed. He didn't make it over. There was about 20 people per team. And rarely was the ball ever returned back over the net. But they played for hours!
I am pretty upset with Jon and Kate. I mean, they were my family I watched and thought about. If they could do that, really I can do just about everything. But they can't do it. I'm dissapointed in them. I don't know how those kids will grow up like that. It's gonna be hard. I bet that headstrong annoying older girl leaves for college early-like and never ever comes back. And resents her mom for the rest of her life.
That's probably rude of me to say.
Oh here's a question. If there are two cars illegally parked, and one is sticking out half way into the gas station enter and exit drive and I call the cops on it. Is that bad karma or good karma? I mean, I am supporting the law, but I am also screwing someone over. I chose to pretend I didn't notice.
Unique thing I saw today:
Older man running, not too old...he woulda looked 30ish except for the grey streak in his hair. He had no shirt on, was somewhat tan, shiny with sweat, wearing 80/90's style headphones...the ones with the foam grey padding that fell off, and had long curly hair that was blowing in the breeze behind him...making him look like he was running that much faster.