I feel like I started this blog, way back when, with this as my header. And now, here we are again, come full circle. I guess we should be glad it is not snow. :)
Well, I am right depressed and realize that this is not the greatest way to start a blog, but between the rain, the health issue and the fact that I cannot reach any of my friends by phone, today, I feel like the woman in Bleak House who says: "Yes, it is still raining, and I am bored, so bored, bored with the rain, bored with this house, bored with my life, bored to death". Yea, they didn't call it Bleak House for nothing, you know? I hadta' make myself a couple of latte's in order to even get interested in walking the dog. Geez.
Well, anyway, I couldn't do what I wanted to this spring, and take an 8 weekend intensive on using wild edibles, but will most likely try and do the shorter version. We'll see how the funding sugars out.
I did manage to get 12 samples of product out to neighbors (which resulted in one order); and got 2 (half-dozen individual) samples, out to two stores that look like they may have the right demographic market to sell my stuff. another we'll see.
If I had my druthers, I'd hop in my car like the old days and just go gallivanting today, (maybe go see the kids), but I know my health won't allow for it, so I didn't even try. Now THAT is cause for depression, if anything is, right?
It pisses me off that the reason I had the surgery was because I knew I didn't have the discipline to give up coffee and go on a really lonnngggg cleanse, and now, because of the surgery messing up my stomach so badly, I have to do this anyway. So, just what did the surgery get me, anyhow? Damn allopathic medical professionals, lie like dogs and are right about the same percentage of time as meteorologists, namely 30%. Not very good, if you ask me. :(
Well, so, I haven't got much else to whine about, and haven't got any cheese, either, (yet another fallout from my surgery, I've had to go pretty much vegan, like it or not)......so I'll spare those of you who actually bother to read my blog, any further complaining, and say, at least, Happy Spring!
Rara Avis signing out from The House of Found Goods.
Well, I am right depressed and realize that this is not the greatest way to start a blog, but between the rain, the health issue and the fact that I cannot reach any of my friends by phone, today, I feel like the woman in Bleak House who says: "Yes, it is still raining, and I am bored, so bored, bored with the rain, bored with this house, bored with my life, bored to death". Yea, they didn't call it Bleak House for nothing, you know? I hadta' make myself a couple of latte's in order to even get interested in walking the dog. Geez.
Well, anyway, I couldn't do what I wanted to this spring, and take an 8 weekend intensive on using wild edibles, but will most likely try and do the shorter version. We'll see how the funding sugars out.
I did manage to get 12 samples of product out to neighbors (which resulted in one order); and got 2 (half-dozen individual) samples, out to two stores that look like they may have the right demographic market to sell my stuff. another we'll see.
If I had my druthers, I'd hop in my car like the old days and just go gallivanting today, (maybe go see the kids), but I know my health won't allow for it, so I didn't even try. Now THAT is cause for depression, if anything is, right?
It pisses me off that the reason I had the surgery was because I knew I didn't have the discipline to give up coffee and go on a really lonnngggg cleanse, and now, because of the surgery messing up my stomach so badly, I have to do this anyway. So, just what did the surgery get me, anyhow? Damn allopathic medical professionals, lie like dogs and are right about the same percentage of time as meteorologists, namely 30%. Not very good, if you ask me. :(
Well, so, I haven't got much else to whine about, and haven't got any cheese, either, (yet another fallout from my surgery, I've had to go pretty much vegan, like it or not)......so I'll spare those of you who actually bother to read my blog, any further complaining, and say, at least, Happy Spring!
Rara Avis signing out from The House of Found Goods.
