Time….It’s Always Time

It’s no secret that I struggle with time…..I never seem to have enough. So many of my friends binge watch shows and I think…”what am I doing wrong?” Not that I am aiming to be a couch potato…it just seems that I never let myself just stop. When I do? I feel like I should be doing something else.

The girl….who does have time, also needs to learn a little bit of time management. She had all weekend to work on a project instead of sitting in front of the television and instead? She waits  until the last minute when she knows I try and blog. I know she feels a wee bit guilty about last night because she basically pushed me to the computer tonight.

I am currently having a henna issue. The boys birthday is tomorrow and I made a huge batch of his favorite honey sriracha chicken. After I made the chicken I stopped to apply the henna to my hair while the girl made the rice. I proceeded to make the sauce and that’s when I noticed the henna was leaking out of my Saran wrapped head. We even stopped everything….took off original wrap….and re-wrapped my head and I can feel it dripping again. Maybe I made it too thin? Maybe it was the heat from the stove? All I know for sure…..I will never make the whole three hours tonight. It’s a good thing it costs me less than $4.00 every time I color my hair.

PT and I went to a big craft show yesterday. We have been trying to decide what to make as Christmas presents for our peeps for a while now. Finally we found an idea! There was a company that was selling stencils and we liked the quote and we are going to use it to make pillows and dishtowels. Pictures will follow once we get project materials.

It seemed that everything in this craft show was “country” or “primitive.” There were some cute things but nothing that made me want to buy anything. I was looking for Christmas presents in addition to looking for ideas and I found nothing.  Maybe in my mission to downsize I actually learned something? I just can’t bring myself to buy a dust collector. It has to be useful or consumable….unless I know that the person will love it regardless.

I spent most of Saturday in the kitchen. I made a stuffed pumpkin recipe with rice and sausage. The girl didn’t like it but Force of Nature Girl did.  The girl is getting funny about meat lately….not because she wants to be a vegetarian….her tastes are changing. The other thing I made was her favorite Guinness stew and she ate that and it’s chock full of beef.

I need to find something tasty to do with all of these pie pumpkins….I can’t just gut them for seeds and toss them. I have a couple other recipes to try. I didn’t care for the parmesan cheese/sausage/thyme combo. I do think the idea has potential? I just need to play with the flavors.

I also think I decided what I am going to be for Halloween. The idea is vague enough to work and my Outlander group will be making the lanterns later this month….

White gauzy dress type outfit…..crown of leaves and flowers….and the lanterns (hopefully that project turns out well). It’s Ohio so a cape will be in order and I have a black one? Maybe I will need an off white one? PT is the best at this so I will wait to hear her suggestions. At least I have a goal for the Halloween party and then I can wear it again to work.

Now I have to go clean up the big mess I made in the kitchen and give this henna an early rinse….Zia

About dragonflyzia

I am just a woman finally accepting that I was never meant to be in the box. I don't fit into any stereotypes, please don't try and label me, that doesn't work either. I am embracing my uniqueness in ways that are new and challenging to me, so that I may continue to grow and never stop learning.
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