Filtered (270/365)

“We never know the worth of water till the well is dry.”

Thomas Fuller (English physician, writer & adage collector 1654–1734) Gnomologia, 1732

TIME:  9:53 PM
PLACE:  Kitchen
SUBJECT:  Brita filtered water pitcher

Sometimes, when I open the refrigerator, I find an empty water pitcher on the shelf.  Why?  Because apparently we have *some* people in this family who, after emptying all of the water into their glass, replace the pitcher back in the refrigerator without filling it up.  Then, when another child wants to pour themselves a glass of filtered water, they find it empty. They will then sigh, place the empty pitcher on the counter and just get tap water from the sink. Do they fill the reservoir with water so there will be filtered water for them the next time they are thirsty?  Nooooooo.  They just leave it sitting out.  Grrrrrr, I swear, I am the only one in this house that refills this darn thing.
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And with this photo/rant, I have achieved the dubious distinction of participating in this little photo-a-day project for ONE THOUSAND days.  Boo-yah! *pats self on back*

A Birthday Gift From My Dad (121/365)

“A gift, with a kind countenance, is a double present”

Thomas Fuller (British Clergyman and Writer, one of the most prolific authors of the 17th century. 1608-1661)

TIME:  12:15 PM
PLACE:  Kitchen
SUBJECT:  Fritos, Bologna & Bread

On my birthday (and my brothers’ and sister’s as well), Dad usually just sends an e-mail with “Happy Birthday!” written in several colors and in a ginormous font; so it caught me by surprise as we were speaking on the phone on Friday, when he mentioned that he had a gift for me and wanted to bring it by the house later that evening.  Hmmmmm, what could it be?  After HandsomeHusband and I returned home from our dinner date, I called Dad and let him know we were home.  He arrived soon thereafter bearing a big grin and a gift bag.  In it was….a bag of Fritos, a package of Oscar Mayer Beef Bologna and a loaf of Soft-Twist white Bunny bread - all. my. fa-vor-ites!  Awww, my Dad remembers what I write about (see day #60).  Thanks Pop!  I thoroughly enjoyed your gift at lunch today (MonkeyBoy did too.)