shiny-glittery-organized people

It is my deepest heart's desire to be one of those 

super-powered-clean-as-a-whistle-glittery-slick-and-shiny

 organized people.

One of those people who can't walk by a stack of papers

without frantically filing them in their rightful place, right away.

The kind of person who has their tupperware sorted by color, shape, and size...

and never lets it change from that state.  Ever.

Plain and simply, they glow, angelically. 

Well, I'm not sure I'll ever get to that level of organization, this side of eternity.

But I reallllly want to.

But I won't, I'm sure.

But I try.

I classify myself as sort of a, lazy unmotivated perfectionist.

However, one thing I am pretty obsessed with keeping neat, tidy and organized

(besides my freezer of beef),

is my grain and seeds.

Oh, you too?

I have small amounts stocked in my kitchen,

ready for me to pulverize them into something wonderful!

It's all beautifully displayed in glass jars.

And that, my friends, makes my heart so very happy.

Here's a pic just after I topped everything off...

They stay all cozily nestled on my kitchen island shelves.

And believe it or not, I go through this stash pretty darn fast.

As for the bigger bulk of my grain,

I keep it down in the storage room in our cool/dry basement.

(Yes, that's wheat gluten you see to the left.  I am NOT anti-gluten, as is the trend.)

(Maybe we'll talk about that one day soon.)

That's really fun, right?

(I need to get our more, clearly.)

Now, if only I could work my way through the stacks of papers on my desk,

get my laundry put away, straighten up our schoolroom, and keep my toenails polished.

HELP WANTED:

Shiny-glittery-organized person wanted for the above job description.

Pay rate: Copious amounts of granola and unlimited words of affirmation.

Thank you for this much-needed therapy session.

milling with friends

What a fun Wednesday morning we had.
My dear friend Mary came over with her
littlest darlings, Justus and Hanna Mercy.

Mary and I milled grains, like any two Amish friends would.
We aren't really Amish.
Though, I do love the Amish.
Anyway, we milled grains in my modern electric mill.
Obviously, we are not Amish.
But I already told you that.
Let's leave the Amish out of this.

What was I talking about?

Oh yes,
we milled grains and talked up a storm.
It was such a delight!
Having a real life friend who lives close by, who
has adopted internationally, who I can talk to face-to-face
on a regular basis, is a GOD-send!!
(Should I have used whom instead of who? I think so.)

Anyway,
we had fun and our kids had fun too...

And since we were the only adults in the house...
and I really wanted a pic or two of Mary and me, we had
Justus, Isaiah, and Lucy each take a turn with the camera.

These are the only two half-way worth posting.
Photographers, they are not.

Note to self: Next time, finish putting make-up on before being photographed.
And get some bronzer.
And do something about the turkey-neck.

Thanks for a great morning, Mary!