One thing I love about life here in Doha is that we go to church on Friday and have Saturday off. For me this means I can be lazy the first day of the weekend and then on the second day get all the stuff that needs to be done, done. Like shopping. I hate grocery shopping. I always feel rushed in the states. Maybe that's an ongoing thing about living there. Maybe not. Anyway, this Friday we had Stake Conference, which is a regional church meeting of sorts, where we watched the meeting that took place in Dubai. We only got to see half of it because something about the connection stopped working. The rest of the day was spent around the house puttering. Jonathan made some nasty cookies. Lots of them. So now we have tons of sugary nasty things to feed to the kids for after school snacks. I take them in the car with me when I go pick up the kids from school. Believe me, if you're debating on whether or not to have kids, there is one thing they are surely good for. Whenever you screw up a batch of cookies, they are always there to eat them up for you and say, "Dad, these are great!" I know it won't be long before Atticus develops a finer taste in things. He already doesn't like that gross flimsy milk-filled american cheese, aka Kraft singles, on his sandwiches. Yay! I don't like it either. That's why I never get cheese on my burgers at restaurants because they almost always put that cheese on them. I guess I'm a cheese snob. Forgive me if you love Kraft singles. I consider Hershey's chocolate of fine quality. I think everyone is allowed to be a snob about something. My sister and brother in law are haircut snobs. My husband is an ice cream snob. My brother is a method-of-eating-a-burger snob.
Anyway, we puttered around the house all afternoon. Sherman managed to bump his forehead on the edge of the table and I miraculously was able to act sympathetic. I told him about the wonders of ice and prepared him a special ice pack for his head. He applied it faithfully while lying on the couch and absorbing all the attention.
Atticus did the usual, which means grabbing a cereal box from our stash, the scissors, the tape,the crayons or pens, and a book as a source of reference and "did a craft". Instead of an airplane this time, he made a chocolate bar with a yellow wrapper. Yum !
What's interesting about my life? Well, not much. Tomorrow I will attend a baby shower for myself, I'll go to the doctor this week, and I'll attend the Christmas bazaar they're having this weekend and hopefully not spend too much money on stuff we don't need. I continue with my little projects and my ongoing quilt project which will hopefully be finished in two days at Sherman's request. I told him it would be more like 7 or 8 weeks if he's lucky. We'll see.
1 comment:
I am also an ice cream snob. And a chocolate snob, although I'll take Hershey's in a pinch.
I'm totally with you on the kraft cheese. Actually, Jeremy is the one who lead me to the "real" cheese. :)
I guess I'm a pretty big snob.
Good luck with the quilt project! And I hope you had fun at your baby shower!
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