maybe photos later

Sorry, guys.

Cleaning up my kitchen took longer than anticipated, and because I'm me, I once again decided to look hard down the Insinkerator to see if I could see what was wrong. (I mean, it's not like there's a fork sticking out of it or anything obvious).

And I found out.

So: Kroger's now sells little glass pots of chocolate mousse, which is very good and I also appreciate their putting it in *glass* rather than in plastic BUT of course my magpie brain wants me to wash out and save the little glass pots (they are a bit smaller than a juice glass) because either I could maybe repurpose them? (Get a whole bunch of those bromeliad things that basically live on air and have a tiny tropical-epiphyte garden?) or recycle them if they even still recycle glass*

(*I am JUST old enough to remember the tail end of bottle-return, where pop came in big, heavy glass bottles you took back to the store and the bottler washed out and reused. I think you got a nickel per bottle? I remember my friend Elizabeth and me scouring the neighborhood for discarded ones to earn money from but of course we never found any. I kind of think that sort of thing needs to be brought back, though I'm not sure if the cost in water is worth the savings in raw material/landfill space)

Well, apparently I left one on the edge of the sink, and it fell into the disposall, broke, and I tried to grind the pieces up. So, I guess I pay for a new disposall, because I was trying to be frugal about glass. Dangit.

I wound up getting my picker tool and trying to pull as much of it as I could out of the disposall:

There's still more in there and I strongly suspect a piece is blocking the drain because it wants to back up when the dishwasher runs.

Yeah, I'm mad at myself. If I hadn't been careless and stupid - or if I had just been like most other Americans and gone "eh" and pitched the glass thing in the trash, this wouldn't have happened. Or if I hadn't let my kitchen get so cluttered and messy I had stuff close to the edge of the sink that it could fall in and wind up in the insinkerator. Or if I were careful enough to put a plug in the drain every time I wasn't specifically wanting water to drain.

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I also decided to make the soup for the college-student ministry last night, because, who knows? Maybe today something happens and I don't have time. And tomorrow I need to work on research again. So instead of relaxing I made the soup. It made too much for my big crockpot (I did a double batch; there are about 15 students attending and the recipe I had said it made 8 servings). So I have both my big Dutch Oven type pots full of soup in my fridge (it's mostly ground beef and potatoes) and I guess I take them down and heat them up on the stove down there tomorrow. At least the good news is neither pot is breakable, though I will have to remember to pick them up on Wednesday because (a) I use the Lodge one all the time and (b) I do NOT want them to disappear, which sometimes happens.

I admit I'm also wondering, if there's a really giant crockpot (I think there is) down there, if I just put it all in there and heat it up, and then take my own vessels down.

They do encourage 'the adults' to say and spend time with the students but you know? I'm tired. I need that afternoon/evening. I'm just having to say "no" to more things I don't HAVE to do lately.

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I've decided this coming weekend (including Friday afternoon, if I can manage it), I am decorating for Christmas. I don't even care. I need it. I need some bright fun nice pretty things. My plan right now is to stream some of the Christmas programs I put in my playlist on Amazon Prime (they have two of the Jim Henson specials - the famous old "Emmet Otter's Jug-Band Christmas" one which I think I haven't seen since I was a KID, and also "The Christmas Toy" which I remember loving as a young teen, and which I remember as being a little bit of a parable in its own way). And I have "The Christmas Bunny," a live-action movie that I saw on Hallmark or somewhere some years back and liked....basically, a foster kid falls in love with a pet rabbit, but something happens to the rabbit, and the Rabbit Lady has to heal it....and I have something else loaded up called A Proper British Christmas which I expect is more a cultural documentary type thing.

I'm working away on the AAUW hat right now and am comforted by how fast it's going; I might even get it done this week, so that's one worry gone. (That's the most urgent thing to make).

But yeah. I would kind of like to get my Christmas knitting done and be able to work on something for me. Either the long-stalled grey cardigan, or maybe the crocheted ripple afghan, or something. And just be able to sit at home in the evening and look at my tree and play something nice on the tv (or my stereo) and knit or crochet and not have to go anywhere or do anything for anybody else...