Random Thought Thursday

{& Things we love.}

Years of tummy aches following milk consumption led to no milk in my life for years.
Research about food led to understanding of pasteurization,
which led to buying raw milk from a dairy.
Which led to a sad week when I ran out of milk 4 days before raw milk day.
Which led to an awesome friend giving me some of their extra yesterday.
Today is milk day. I love raw milk day.

We’ve been reading Proverbs. & discussing.
I love discussions that follow Bible reading.

John & I have been squeezing in time for movies lately.
We love movies.

Last night, we watched “Wonderful World” then we laid & talked about it.
We love talking about films.

As we were laying & talking, he kissed my forehead & said he never knew it could be this good.
Me too, my darling. We do so love being married.

In addition to raw milk, I’m getting cheese today.
As well as fresh ground spelt & fresh ground whole wheat flour.
Homemade pizza, muffins, & all sorts of kitchen adventures coming soon.
We’re beginning to love kitchen adventures.

I used to despise grocery shopping.
Now that I get most of my produce from a local organic farm, my dairy from a dairy farmer…
I can really make lists & trips to the grocery store aren’t despised.
AND, I love the trips to the farm, farmer’s market, or pick-ups.
Trips to these places mean community, mean local support, mean relationship.
I love community.

My recent adventures into domestic life have rendered a desire for several things:
A food processor.
A sewing machine. {Check! My sister has my mom’s old one, & she’s giving it to me!}
An ice cream maker. {Check! Coupons & wedding gift cards = no cost to us!}
A bigger kitchen. {Not much can be done about that right now.}
New shoes.

{Quite odd, I know. I’m not much into shoes like most ladies I know. But I want a pair of shoes that aren’t flip flops. In fact, I want these very odd shoes, to be my everyday shoes that I walk around in. But I mostly wear dresses. What an odd match that would be. My friend thinks they’re hideous. I’m sure she’s right. I still love them, though.}

& we need a new dresser because someone broke ours.

{Don’t look at me, I said “someone.”
That’s supposed to imply that it wasn’t me.
Okay, it might have been me.
But it was a really old, cheap dresser.
It needed replacing anyway.
Not that I broke it on purpose, that would just be stupid.}