13 October, 2011

Tiny Pies And Tomatoes

It's been a bit fragmented this week. Putting the dog down on Saturday, getting caught up in the emotions, not eating right - well - it's been interesting.
I feel whiny to boot. My sketchy work situation is coming to a head but I'm tired of waiting for it to get resolved.  Since April, I have been  playing a huge game of poker at work. I feel it coming down to the wire but  I am tired of keeping my cards close to my chest (even though I will win in  the long run).
Rocket's death has made it difficult to focus on any thing in depth and I feel aggravated at the slow computer, my husband, life in general.
I have done yard work, filled in at work when the other employee needed some medical time off, sewed a few gifts which were hurriedly made and then stuffed into their packages. I canned my last batches of tomatoes and my only celebratory moment  was when I ran out of canning jars .

 I feel out-of-sorts in spite of accomplishing quite a few tasks.
Is it the full moon? The rain?

 I think I need some serious chocolate.

My husband had a hankering for apple pie so I made him two small pies which were just the right size for one person. I used a mixture of Granny Smith and Honey Crisp Apples.  I have two of these vintage pyrex personal pie dishes that I picked up at  a garage sale many years ago.


  1. I'm sorry to hear you are feeling down. You have so much on your plate to deal with that anyone would feel overwhelmed. I know everything will work out good in the end. Someone up there is watching over you!

  2. It was either chocolate or a marguerita. I chose chocolate.


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