Even though my day started off kind of sh*itty, it's becoming a "not that bad" day.

I was able to visit with a co-worker this morning for awhile. Deb was meeting one of our brides for a final fitting, so after the bride left we were able to sit and have a cup of coffee together. It was really nice, actually. Deb is a great lady and she has one of those personalities that just perk you up. Yep. I like her.

Before Deb showed up I was able to even have a fun visit with our bride. She's getting married this Saturday and she and her husband-to-be are also trying to buy a house in Lansing and might not hear back from the Realtor until Saturday! Crazy!! She's a really sweet girl. I like her and enjoyed our chat.

After Deb left I decided to exercise some creativity and work on the front window display. I decided to feature nothing but wedding dresses, so I picked Justin Alexander and put these three dresses in the window.

Dress One Dress Two Dress Three

I added three pretty veils on the back wall and a couple of Justin Alexander banners as well as some pretty shoes, purses and jewelry sets. I think it looks nice.

It's helped. Having something creative to do. I always forget how calming doing something creative is. I need to remember that the next time I'm stressing.

My teenagers are testing my patience. I really don't know how I'm going to survive these next few years. I wish I could go back in time and make them elementary aged again. Those were simpler times.

Feeling a bit scatter-brained today. I think I am PMSing, but it seems a little soon. I never keep track of the dates because I'm never right on time. Always a few days late here, few days early there. It's a real pain in the ass. I'd never take those dumb birth control pills that stop your period, though. That's CRAZY stuff. THERE IS A REASON WE BLEED LADIES!!! Why do we humans always insist on messing with things we really should just leave as nature intended?? Yeah..I must be PMSing. I could totally rant about that.

I'm also feeling very indifferent to Kent right now. I am noticing a pattern. I PMS and I want to be single again. I ovulate and I want to be all house maker. How in the heck do I level this out?! Poor Kent has been acting like a lost puppy dog because I got upset about not separating dead leaves from the trash, and I just don't feel bad for him! Does that make me a bad girlfriend?? I have no stinking clue.

I'm trying a new recipe tonight. I found it on AllRecipes.com. It's a pasta styled Caesar salad. It's a regular Caesar salad but you ad 8oz of cooked pasta along with some cooked egg and crumbled bacon. I am also going to add some cooked chicken breast and serve it with bowls of tomato soup and warmed French bread. Last night I put together a recipe I dreamed about the night before. Diced Apples and sliced onions, lightly cooked in butter until they turn tender. Add 1/4 cup honey and 1/2 water and 1/2 tsp cloves to the apples and onions and bring to a boil. Reduce and let simmer about 5-7 or until the liquid starts to slightly thicken. Poor the mixture over boneless pork chops and baked, covered, for 1hr and 15 minutes at 375. I served ours with sour cream mashed potatoes and steamed broccoli. Everyone liked it.

Something I've noticed before about me and cooking, is that I kind of slip into that "zone" when I cook. It's like everything else disappears and it's just me and my kitchen. I absolutely love that feeling. That used to happen for me when I was in high school and did a lot of painting. I would literally lose hours. It was freaking awesome. Cooking has replaced painting, but it's something I love so much more than I ever loved painting. It definitely gives me good feelings.

Maybe that's my trouble today. I am lacking those "good feelings". I've misplaced them, per chance? I'd like them back, though. It's very exhausting being crabby all the time.

Kent and I are picking up a shovel and some more lawn bags at Lowe's tonight. If the weather holds out, I am going to start turning over the dirt for the garden. I was going to have Ryan come over with his roto-tiller, but it's hard to schedule time for that. I'd just as soon get it done myself. I'm still not entirely sure where I want this garden to go. I just know I want to get my hands dirty!