Lottery

Great news:  We won the lottery.  A whole 10 bucks!  The ticket cost me 15 bucks but that is beside the point.  We won.  What oh what will we do with this glorious prize??  Choices galore.  

According to Louise Hay (self-love guru & original Law of Attraction prophet), I should have been more specific:  Not 'I am winning the lottery' but rather 'I'm winning the grand prize in the lottery'.  Something to think about.

Think I'll drag Son#1 off to the movies with our winnings today as we still have holidays from school this week.  Sitting down, eating popcorn & watching movies:  Sounds like a perfect combination to me. 


Have a great week!

Just another Thursday

Today I have to navigate my way around the Dutch medical services, and believe you me, this is no mean feat.  
Apparently us mere mortals (i.e. anyone NOT a doctor or doctor's receptionist) are too bloody stupid to make decisions regarding our own health.  
Sigh.  
I'll just let the matter rest or I'll get worked up all over again.

Then I have to make meatballs (am a vegetarian...) without egg and milk and bread made with milk for Son#1's Christmas dinner at school.  

This is all because one girl cannot eat egg, milk or bread made with milk.
 
I'm only mentioning this to reiterate the fact that I'm a whimp:  Why I didn't just tell the mother of this girl that hell, I was planning to buy the meatballs at IKEA and definitely not planning to make it myself (I mean, really) just proves the fact that I have no backbone whatsoever.

Luckily in this case, my good deed will be punished, as I don't envy the poor kid who will eat my milkless-eggless meatballs.  Haha.  Revenge is mine after all.

I also have to do Christmas shopping for Saturday and I-don't-want-to.

All of the above depends on whether I survive the doctor's visit:  He's burning a hole in my nail (I hear the screeches of horror echoing from across the globe) to relieve the pressure and pain of my poor injured index finger.

Wish me luck.

Sleepless in Breda

I can unhappily report back that Melatonin doesn't help a nearly 4 year old to kick his nighttime wanderings in the butt and sleep through. 

Pity.  

It's the greatest tragedy of my life at the moment.  

We've now passed the 4,5 year-mark of no sleep:  I guess we can survive anything now.  That is positive.


As I write, Son#1 and Son#2 are lying in front of the TV (our babysitter, remember??), in their pajamas, waiting for their dose of Melatonin to help them fall asleep easier.  At least, this makes it easier for Mummy.  Note that it is 17h30.  By 6 tonight, two little buggers will be fast asleep.  


I plan on being kind to myself tonight:  The husband has gone off to a birthday dinner, Mummy has her best friend by her side:  A fantastic bottle of Norton Syrah to keep me company.  

I will ponder questions like: 
Is the glass half full?  And if the answer is yes, I will refill it again.  

Later, when Son#3 is also asleep, I plan on watching a catastrophic movie, something that wipes out life as we know it.  Judging by my level of exhaustion today, this sounds like an attractive option to me.  

Have a good weekend

:)

Menu for this week

Son#1 has declared that I'm allowed to make Bobotie ONE more time and then NEVER again.  I guess he's not a fan.  Won't include it in the weekly menu but rather spring it as a surprise on my poor 6-year-old honey when he least expects it (and because I really like it!).


More and more each day, I'm coming around to the idea of voluntary simplicity:  Choosing to live a simple life.  Not poor and poverty stricken, just simple.  Without all the stuff.

It's difficult.  Walking through supermarkets and turning away from the good stuff that is on display, but not on your shopping list.  Trying to keep myself convinced that I don't want that iPhone after all.  Just being happy with what one has.  My old phone still works.  No Apps possible but who cares.  Because that's it, really:  Stuff won't make me happy, but people will.  My people will.  My peeps rule.

And because my peeps rule, here is a menu for our week, without the dreaded Bobotie.

Menu for the week

Monday                         Vegetarian Shepherd's Pie with roasted butternut

Tuesday                         Vegetarian 'meat' balls, broccoli, potatoes & cream sauce,
                                           Lingonberry jam

Wednesday                     Kale with mashed potatoes, smoked (vegetarian) sausage 

                                  (Dutch dish) with mustard & vinegar
Thursday                          Cauliflower soup & bread

Friday                                Vegetarian Schnitzels, baked potatoes, gingered carrots 
                                           & peas

Saturday                           Home alone again:  Homemade Pizza with the boys

Sunday                             Vegetarian lasagne

Have a good week :)