so...naturally...

So I was reading all my old blogs, and naturally I discovered that I really like to use the words "so" and "naturally". The more I look at "naturally" the odder it is looking....

The terrible, horrible, no good, way too yummy pretzel

Rick and I were out today and came across a pretzel bakery that is close to our house. We had been wanting to try some soft pretzels, so we stopped. The sign out front said, "Buy 3 pretzels, get 3 free, after 3," and it was after 3pm. They were fresh out of the oven and smelled and looked delicious. Naturally we needed 6, 3 for $1.50 and 3 for free.

On the way home we ate one, and said we really shouldn't have discovered this place. At home, I observed one of these pretzels, and imagined it being 2 slices of bread, or around 200 calories. Sadly, no. I weighed one and it was 5 oz. I Binged it on the internet (I never Google anything, it is too liberal) and discovered a 5 oz soft pretzel was around 400 calories!! Or FOUR slices of bread.

Hence the title of this post.

See...!!

Different angle of pillows

Does this pic show more of the 19 pillows?

I forgot to mention that I also got 6 huge (HUGE) backpack/duffle bags for $1 each. Rick and I had been eyeing them when they were $10. Imagine my surprise when I was told they were now $1. I said, "I'll take them all!"

Pillows!!

A furniture store here, called American Signature, had throw pillows on sale in Feb, 4 for $20. Which is a great price if you have ever bought throw pillows. So Rick got 4. When Jason came out the end of Feb, he bought 4 throw pillows, once again for $20. Then Paige wanted some, so we took pics, emailed them to her, and she chose 4, which we brought to her in April.

I wanted some pillows to put on the bed of the room I just painted. So of course I headed over to American Signature. But, this time they were $2 each. I got 4, then called Paige, who wanted a bunch. Is a bunch 19? Because that's how many we got her. I guess we will being bringing throw pillows to Utah, a few at a time, for the next few years.

Peace Valley Park

On Tues, two friends and I went walking in Peace Valley Park, a place about 6 miles from our house that I had never heard of. It is a large, woodsy area with man-made Galena Lake in the center. The path around the lake is 6 miles, with many outlying hikes. We walked to the Nature Center and then back to the boat rental docks - about 5 miles. I was quite tired for the rest of the day.

It was so nice that Rick and I went there on Fri afternoon, after he returned home (he was in the Netherlands for the week, so no sleep for me). Tabora Farms, with pick your own blueberries, strawberries, gooseberries, veg, is about 2 minutes away, so naturally we needed to stop there and buy some high calorie baked treats in their store.

We got up on Sunday morning and went for a walk at the Park. It truly does refresh and reenergize my soul to be out in nature. On one of these outings I will remember to bring my camera so I can upload pics. My blog desperately needs some pics.

Cat sneaking out

I like to open the door leading onto the deck and get some fresh air in the mornings. There is a screen that goes into the storm/screen door, but for now the glass is still in. So I move the bar to hold that door open. The cat likes to sneak out onto the deck, and jump down into the shrubbery. Then someone has to go chase her back in. Usually I'm watching the door and don't let her sneak out, but the other day she did and Rick went out to chase her back in. He couldn't get her in and came in telling me she was going to get lost. So I went out, looked under the shrubs and bushes and yelled at her to get back in. She immmediately did. For some reason when I tell her to do something, she does, and when Rick does, she just looks at him.

It reminds me of the time in NC when Rick was packing for a trip and she kept jumping in his suitcase. Finally he had to get her out of the bedroom and close the door to keep her out of his suitcase. I told him he should just tell her to stay out of the suitcase. He snickered at my naivety. A few weeks later I was packing and she tried to jump in my suitcase. I told her, quite sternly, to get out and to stay out of my suitcase. She did. I even left my suitcase open all night, as I was going to continue packing the next day. The next morning I checked: no hair.