The Restlessness of February

Is that what it is?  Just the mid-winter, snow is gone, but spring isn't here restlessness?  It was a perfectly fine weekend but somehow unsatisfying.  Saturday we spent the morning switching over all our online bill pay to our new bank.  Then I tried to get everything set up in Quicken so I'd be able to look at everything----bills, credit cards, etc. all at once and get everything ready for taxes.  I couldn't get our old bank to import into Quicken and when I called they said I had to wait for them to mail me a new password which irritated me mightily.  Then I had two accounts which I tried to put in there but.....well never mind...this really isn't interesting enough to write about.  It was just one of those weekends where nothing quite satisfied.  We got some things done but.....eh, I don't know.  We tried going through some boxes of stuff to see what we could bring to the show and opened a few and just looked at each other.  It was the boxes that came from when we packed up our so called office to turn it into a bedroom for Judi.  What a mess.....computer cables, old answering machine, various odds and ends of antiques.  After we turned our nose up at everything we finally agreed we just weren't in the mood. 

There were plenty of bright moments though.  We had our regular lunch after Owen's guitar lesson.  The boys had thumb wars but when Ernie attempted to bring thumb spectators they laughed themselves sick they thought that was so ridiculous.  Nothing better than when they are helplessly laughing at us.

Ernie put up magnet strips to hold our knives.  We couldn't figure out a place to do that until we were at Champaign Taste's house over the holidays and saw that she had them on the sides of her cupboards.  Perfect!  Now if I just get our knives SHARPENED we'll be all set.....

I tried making an appetizer out of the new New York Times cookbook.  I'm enjoying that cookbook---it's a good read which is one of the best things about a cookbook.  So it had a wonderful write up of candied bacon that made me want to try it.  Although I get impatient with baconmania I must admit I do like it.  I remember when Owen was a little guy in his high chair and I gave him a little piece of bacon for the first time.  He giggled.  I gave him another piece and he giggled again.  I still think that is one of the best responses ever.  Anyway so I was tempted by this recipe and tried it out to see if I wanted to make it for a party some time but I basically found it rather disgusting.  I tried some and all I could think was how good it would be without all the sugar.  Hmph.  See what I mean?  Just unsatisfying.  Although I did make some magnificent, if I do say so myself, chicken and shrimp stock for the gumbo I plan to make for Pat DiNizio.

So this morning it's grey and rainy and all I want to do is stay home....so much for restlessness.  Owen just came down stairs and sat next to me.  He is all soft and rosy from sleep and he said, "I'm sorry you have to go to work Mom when we don't have to go to school.  It'll be o.k. though Mom.  You can call us ANYtime you want and we'll just be a few miles away" he patted my arm.  Lord I love that boy.  Leo just gave me an evil little laugh and said, "ha-ha.....we get to stay home" but then he let me kiss him and hold him and tell him how wonderful he is and how much I love him so that was o.k. too.