On Monday I let you all know that we were spending very little on groceries this week ($11.50; I meant for $10.00 but I was not so good at estimating how much some of the produce weighed) so that we could donate the rest. There were so many responses I wanted to give you all a little update.  First, the Cornish Hens; eh.  I don’t know what I was expecting but they not too exciting and far too much work to cut up and eat.  The turkey is in the oven right now, so I hope that goes well.

We decided Sunday that we would embark on this little adventure, however, didn’t consult our calendars beforehand.  I forgot that I was hosting book club Tuesday night, and found out that A.P. is supposed to bring a snack to preschool on Friday.  Both of these events would have resulted in an extra $20.00 easily but I kept with what I had around the house and the guests were generous in bringing food and drink to supplement my eclectic offering of hummus (a LOT of hummus; my blender actually started smoking), oatmeal cookies, and popcorn.  So generous, in fact, that some of the left behind treats will be recycled for the preschool snack. 

I had the extreme honor of attending the Kids Food Basket “Feast For Kids” last week and  that along with this tiny little exercise is making me realize even more how fortunate we are.  We didn’t do “Tasty Tuesday” either so that the $10 or so we spend on lunch can be put with our grocery money.  If you feel like you want to take a similar action and give something up so you can give something away, please leave a comment or send me an email.  I’d love to hear some good news from real people!

Holy cow! Hi, it is Monday and I have no menu plan.  This has everything to do with the fact that I spent Friday night in Butterworth’s ER (out of towners – this is the big, public hospital) with A.P.  He’s fine, but it was a long night. Saturday we laid kind of low, and Sunday I guess laid even lower with the help of a great deal of sunshine and wine.  My dad came up for a visit and we grilled up those cocoa chili spiced ribs for A Simple Cajun Life’s Cooking Challenge  ; they were really good!

So I need to catch up on a few memes.  First, Drama Queen Confessions tagged me for the “7 things you may not know about me” meme.  Considering people can know me for decades and may not be able to name 7 things about me (I’m the proverbial onion with many layers, I’ve been told) this should be easy.

1. I was born a poor black child.   OK of course that’s not true, but one of my top three favorite movies is “The Jerk“, and that was the first line of it.
2. The other two are “Good Fellas” and “Clueless“.
3. I used to hate Grand Rapids.  I thought it was pretentious.
4. I am eligible for membership in the Daughters of the American Revolution.  My grandma is my ‘hook up’ but she won’t let me on account of – you got it, pretentiousness.
5. I still know people I went to nursery school with.  Having moved 10 times (once with my family from Detroit to Lansing; the rest was mainly due to youthful restlesness) in my life, I feel this is remarkable.
6. I am left-handed.  I am inexplicably very proud of this.  I am even more proud that Maybelle is, too.
7. I have the messiest car of anyone you have ever seen in your entire life. 

Team-Meat (I love that name!) tagged me for a “6 random things about me” meme.  So, here I go, carrying on about myself some more

1. My first car was a Renault Alliance.  I called it the “French Touring Mobile”.   It was boxy and a stick shift – two features I admire in cars. I loved it deeply, and cried when we sold it.
2. With the exception of Sun-In, I have never colored my hair.  I have never had a perm.  It is just brown and stick straight.
3. I had braces in middle school.  My orthodontist told me I was his “worst patient ever”.  I was expected to give up popcorn and gum, and found this ridiculous.
4. I took Tae Qwan Do in high school, but quit after I got a black eye.  I didn’t feel this was a good accessory for my Pom Pon uniform.
5. The real reason I moved to Georgia was not to attend college.  It was because I find the smell of magnolias irresistable.
6. I love mountains, but only the kind with trees.  The Rocky Mountains do nothing for me.
7. I am obsessed with Cuba.  When Fidel stepped aside, my Cuban neighbor got so excited he came over to tell me not that his family could finally come and visit; but that I stand a chance at being able to travel there some day.

Movin’ on! PreSchoolMama tagged me to write a 6 word memior. Too hard! Too hard! I’ll give it a shot though:

I’m finally where I should be.

If you are still reading this post, please consider yourself tagged!