Spencer had his second soccer game on Sunday the 21st. Unlike his first game that was blazing hot, it was really cold on this day.
Sunday afternoon Elliott and I made orange marmalade with the oranges we picked from Brenda's house.
Elliott was in charge of operating the food processor.
Boiling with a lot of sugar and a little bit of water.
Monday the 22nd was coooooooooold. It was just a bit above freezing when we walked to the bus. I know that's nothing for some places, but that's just about as cold as we get ever. Despite his complaints I forced Spencer to wear pants, a jacket and a hat. He asked if he could wear shorts and a tank top.
After I got the kids to school I went to brunch and to see The Greatest Showman with my friend Molly.
In the afternoon I bought a brown sheet at Goodwill to put in Spencer's window to make his room darker. I found this dark brown one and not the dark blue I was looking for, so I took the dark blue one from Elliott's room and put it in Spencer's room and put the brown one in Elliott's room. Even though you can't see the sheets I wanted the colors to match.
The man in front of me in line was buying a statue of a naked pregnant woman with no arms. I judged him, silently. He looked at my sheet and silently judged me. Lest you judge me too, I ran this through a two- hour "sanitary" cycle in the washing machine before hanging it up. The sanitary cycle literally boils water and dumps it in there multiple times.
When I got to work on Tuesday the 23rd it was 30 degrees. That's definitely the coldest morning this winter. I hope it's not the last.
I was wearing my ostrich egg shell earrings that Nick bought me in Namibia. Had to do a selfie for Instagram.
Ginger on Tuesday
It was also National Pie Day (not to be confused with the National Pie Day on March 14th), so I made individual apple pies with leftover pie crust from the pop-tarts.
Mine was a sugar free, grain free pie with a nut topping.
On Wednesday the 24th I matched my sleeves,
to my shoes. I was impressed. Nobody else was.
That night I finished this container of tea that I was given when I was pregnant with SPENCER. Yep. This tea was almost 11 years old. I made it into iced tea and used all remaining 16 bags, so it actually tasted fine.
P.S. That was the shocking ending. That I had tea that I kept for almost 11 years.