It’s hard to believe, but I’m finally back with my blog after all this time!  I thought I would go insane as I waited for The Sainted Web Designer to get this set up for me.  I’m now posting my own blog, so this should be interesting.  As I cannot record messages on the answering machine, play a DVD or change a printer cartridge, it amuses me to think that I’m left in charge of publishing my own blog.  Very amusing indeed!

In any case, the summer marketing of Okanagan Harvest Cake has nearly ground to a halt.  It’s shameful, and  I tell myself every day that I’m going to do something about it.  Then I get distracted by the yard (it’s been sunny so I’m out in the garden), or by the mere idea that something in Value Village requires purchasing.  I’ve gotten some pretty sweet things there lately, such as 5 gorgeous blue wine glasses. 

Denis said, “Value Village.  That’s that place in Rutland, right?” as I showed him my various finds the other day.  I said, “Don’t even think about it.  You’re a complete amateur and won’t find a thing.”  As we all know, retail shopping takes a modicum of brains, but thrift store shopping is something best left to the experts.

I reminded Luke that his welding course ends next month,  and asked if he’d sent out any resumes yet.  His reply was “Oh crap! I keep forgetting!”  I find this quite curious, as how can one forget to apply for work?  In any case he told me again how he hated being here, (though he added that he loves us all very much just hates having to witness all of our daily routines) and how much he wanted to get out, to which I replied that this is quite easily accomplished by mailing out some resumes.  Two plus two sometimes just doesn’t add up to four with that kid.

I have just spent over $500 at the vet for Arnie and Mojo.  Mojo had a bad back, Arnie needed a refill of insulin, and  now he’s developed dry eye.  Oh, well what can one do when one’s dogs get old?  Old dear Arnie is now a complete mess, but he’s Mother’s Baby, so I just have to endure the bills. 

Last night Luke and I were desperate for a snack, so I made chocolate mousse.  However, by the time it was all over, I had eaten about half a pound of chocolate, plus a sturdy helping of the mousse.  It was quite good, actually.

Well, onward and upward as I now hit the ‘publish’ button for the first time.  If if works, I will be relentless.