Water is water is water. Right?
Let me tell you. Yesterday, I had the most AMAZING water known to mankind. Never mind how I got my hands in this water. All I know is that water is water is water.
We filter our water in general. But I may have been known to drink it right out of the faucet a time or two if need be. The taste is ok, not like filtered water or good well water. But whatever. It is water for crying out loud, and if I am thirsty, well doggone it, faucet water is fine.
When I took a swig of this particular water I was SHOCKED! I mean come on, water is not something I go around taste testing or would consider myself a connoisseur. Seriously people, I have a life. But this water....AMAZING!!!
I made Samuel taste it and he agreed.
I went to church last night and told all the ladies about this water. They all looked at me as if I had grown a head while they weren't looking. I guess I understand. Who goes around talking about fabulous tasting water. Not me, that's for sure!
Until I had THIS water!!!
I can't seem to shut up about it.
It really is THAT GOOD.
I told them that even though it was pricey, I would treat myself to it every so often because it is like a special treat.
Again, the 'how'd she grow that extra head so quickly' look appeared.
Then one of them suggested I try ice cream. :P
I've had ice cream. It is ok. I rather have this water.
Gardens are almost done. We almost finished the community garden yesterday. I am pleased with the results so far. I ended up planted the basil and cilantro in containers here at home, I would rather have easy access to them daily.
I am still using my electric blanket. Sad, but true. John has started to sleep on top of all the (my) blankets now. It is a sign that summer is here. Poor guy. Pray for him.
I did not get to go to our state home school convention this year. Weird. I not only, go I work in it, too. Like I said, weird. I heard through the grapevine is was super small. :::sigh:::
I suppose since we have such high expenses, we end up going to the convention, checking out the stuff, then coming home and buying it off of ebay for cheaper or a supplier that when can save money on. The hazards of living in Jersey.
Ok, the girls are cleaning their room and I should go help them, since the old adage is true, they end up playing with treasures they long lost and forget the job at hand. Such is the life of a couple of 6ish year olds. <3