Stoked!

Sooooo, after I blogged yesterday, I went into my kitchen and mashed up my sweet potatoes to see how much I had.  I need three cups for the casserole, and two cups for the pie, and as luck would have it, that's exactly how much I ended up with.  Man, I was stoked!

And yes, I do realize it's kind of sad the things I get excited about these days...

Speaking of getting excited, my sparkly yarn was delivered shortly after I posted.  In fact, I was still sharing the links while she was bringing it to my porch. 

I could hear the mail carrier through my open window calling to the other person helping her make deliveries, “Hey! They got a Venus Fly Trap!”  I don’t know why, but it tickled me to hear how excited she was about it.  Part of me thought about going to the window and talking to her about it, but a bigger part of me didn't.  So the bigger part of me won, and I stayed in my recliner. 

In other news, I was watching football yesterday evening when a commercial for Voya came on the TV, and I remembered I hadn't filed my claim for this year.  My employer offers accident and critical illness insurance through Voya, and if you get a physical or health screening -- or even a dental checkup-- you can file a claim for a $100 benefit.  I always forget to do this one until I hear someone talking about it at work -- only this year it was an ad.  

No matter, I filed the claim and will soon be a hundred bucks richer.  Is it sad that my first thought was, "Ohhh, I can buy another raised bed for my garden with this!"?  Nah....

While we're on the subject, my little celery looks a bit wilted, so I don't know if it's going to survive. 

I'm not sure how cold hardy celery is, so it might die tonight anyway.  But I got the rest of my plants inside, 

and the woodbox filled, so we're all ready.  

Oh, I still need to go and put the styrofoam cover over my outside faucet, but other than that, I'm all ready.  

Kindly ignore my messy kitchen.  What with cleaning out boxes from the shed, my junk room is full and the stuff I normally stuff into said junk room to make room for the plants is still in the kitchen.  I'd hoped to be finished by now, but I'm just not moving as fast as I thought I would.  

And yes, part of it is that I plan on giving a bunch of stuff away, and people can be so aggravating.  They'll say they want it, but never show up to get it.  I've got two stadium seats that have been sitting in my car port since September, because the person who was desperate to get one never did.  

Anyway, the plan is to finish sorting through all the boxes and put whatever I don't want outside and say, "First come first served" and just leave it at that.  I can guarantee you that 15 seconds after I post, someone will ask if it's still available, then claim to want it, only he'll never show up to get it...Happens every time.  I'll leave it out there for about a week, then whatever is left, I'll chunk in the garbage. 

And finally, I think I'm going to name my little Christmas cactus -- you know, the one that's been through so much -- Gloria, after Gloria Gaynor who sang "I Will Survive." 

It's kind of become it's theme song, you know.