From Diane Setterfield's The Thirteenth Tale

People disappear when they die. Their voices, their laughter, the warmth of their breath. Their flesh. Eventually their bones. All living mempry of them ceases. This is both dreadful and natural. Yet for some there is an exception to this annihilation. For in the books they write they continut to exist. We can rediscover them. Their humour, their tone of voice, their moods. Through the written word they can anger you or make you happy. They can comfort you. They can perplex you. They can alter you. All this, even though they are dead. Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic.

--Diane Setterfield



Thursday, August 7, 2008

meat loaf I was in the mood for some meatloaf the other day. For more than one or two meal, so it musta been a real pregnancy craving. We sure don't have any meatloaf just sitting around the house, not the stuff or time to make it... So I thought I was outta luck. Then Scott suggested I try and find a restraunt that serves meatloaf. HA like anyone sells meatloaf. Oh, but they do! I got some at Cotton Patch. Everything that came with it was very yummy. THEN we went to the grocery store and their deli was having a sale on home style meatloaf. so now I am stocked! yeah for meatloaf!

... vampires...

shopping... Scott's mom took me shopping for fat person clothes...I mean maternity clothes. i got some cute things, and they fit and have room to grow. and we got some 'secret fit' bottoms... and although they sound like Victoria's Secret stuffs, it's actually just really comfortable belly band and the top of the pant. The one thing that is most uncomfortable now is my little diaphragm. It gets squished by the bands that fit over the belly, and I have a almost constant cramp under a right side of my ribs, right under the bottom of my bra. poor little diaphragm. But I'm still not a huge fan of shopping, and by day six of looking at websites with these ridiculously nice looking pregnant models, I was really really done.

"i missed you"... um and something else... asthma... Oh I need to go now, will flesh these out lata.

I was just telling James about my aha moment and it made me laugh to myself and so I thought I'd share:

We went to the store Saturday and got some coco butter, because I'm vain enough to not want stretch marks. and having just "popped" the need is becoming slightly more urgent to do some preventative work. (I have had stretch marks before, and I DON'T like them!)
Scott picked up some 100% all natural Coco Butter and had me smell it. He said "Mmm, smells chooocolatey." I didn't think anything of it, but he was right it did smell chocolaty. I guess I did wonder for a second how they could claim to be 100% natural if they infused a scent into the product. But who am I to question these important marketing things? Right?

Then I was reading the label.

hehe

and I read that it is made from the same plant as chocolate is made of...

giggle...

and I had no idea that they came from the same plant.

haha!

but now it makes sense
they didn't flavor the coco butter, duh!, it smells like that NATURALLY!

hahahah...

1 comment:

Janika said...

Can't wait to hear it.