Just exhausted all the time.  Feeling barfy periodically, and actually threw up the other day.  That was a complete first throughout all the pregnancies - usually I just feel nauseated day in and day out.

Hubby's work wanted him to come back to work this week.  Figures.  It's nice (and not roasting) weather and he'd actually be able to get stuff done in/on/around the house to get it shaped up.  He's got his resume off to a few places, I've checked out real estate in said places to just get an idea, so there you go.  We're still in limbo land waiting for things to shake down.  Still pretty disappointing all around though.  Oh well.

But a trippy thing?  A while ago, like 2-3 months ago, I forget...  Anyway, apparently hubby got a fortune cookie with this: "Your situation will change for the better."    Let's hope so.  That fortune has been in his wallet all this time.

First, the happy garden stuff.

6/29's harvest.  Garlic scapes.  Need to find a way to use them.

Clump of green onions.  Just plant a half dozen or dozen all together in the same hole, and call it good.  Then you can yank them all at the same time.  Just a tiny bit more dirt involved than at the grocery store.  Need to plant a bit more next year than I did this year.



The cuteness.













Yes, my girl is wearing firetrucks.  What of it?


We went scouting in the local forest for red fir (firewood to keep the house warm) and to see how the huckleberries were doing.

Any wonder I don't want to move away from here?


The huckleberries are probably 2-3 weeks away from being ripe.


We had a picnic on the side of one of the forest service roads.  Kids thought it was so cool. 


Unsweetened strawberry fruit leather.


Slightly sweetened (with corn syrup) strawberry fruit leather.


In jars.  Very yummy.  I ate that one on top. 


Ah yes, my cuddly goofball.

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The bad news.

Hubby got laid off today.  Lucky us.  He'd been there six years, and basically doing two jobs - computer guru/tech and engineer.  Damnit.  We get insurance through July supposedly, and hubby's applied for unemployment unless the state's site went funky on him again. 

We have some plans in the hopper.  Hopefully this week we can spiff up the CRV and sell it.  Yes, it's very pretty, but if we want to sell it, we need to do it while the gettin's good.  We can limp along all squished in the Prizm.  We do have some savings, so we're not in dire straits yet.  He's working on his resume and all that jazz.

Just so darned frustrating.

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In part, because of this. 
Yes, the first few are incredibly faint and I think the camera lense needed cleaning.




So, yeah.  Groovy timing, eh?  I still have no strong feelings whether this babe is going to stick or not.  Could go either way.  And you know what?  I'll be okay with it.  Eventually.  Whatever happens.  Until then, driving down the uber-bumpy forest service roads had me with my finger on the window button in case I needed to barf.  That was great fun.