The Worm's Week

This past week has been full of condensing and reorganizing and sorting.  Things are finally beginning to take shape around here!

Also online practice exams, tons of online practice exams.  I did not know that my memory could have lapsed so far, particularly as it relates to elementary mathematics, until I started preparing to take the California Basic Educational Skills Exam (http://www.ctcexams.nesinc.com/).  Fractions - hate them.  Volumes/areas/circumferences - who needs them?  Word problems - the worst.  Hopefully, I pass the exam, otherwise, I have spent many tumultuous mornings and afternoons ridiculing my lack of skills, and all for naught. 

This week, Alex and I started a compost bin to help recycle our daily food waste.  We purchased worms and soil from a hippie at the farmer's market and proceeded to feed our new little pets with the scraps from our first crockpot chili.  I will keep you posted on our, as of now, only pets.

This past weekend was the KPFF (http://www.kpff.com/contacts-7/36) winter party (where Alex works).  Unfortunately, I came down with a stomach something or other and was forced to stay home.  Luckily, this gave me the opportunity to chillax with popcorn and Harry Potter, followed closely by Pride and Prejudice the Kiera Knightly version.

The next day, we made our weekly trip to the Farmers market and I introduced Al to this swag Japanese grocery market, where we got all kinds of goodies!  We also tried out a new totally plant-based/vegan restaurant.  It was good food, but a fairly upper-class market.  There were dogs there, folks.  That's how upper-class it was.  Dogs are only present in one of three situations in restaurants: 1) helper dogs (totally legit), 2) rural areas where they just happen to wander in and hope for scraps, 3) upper-class joints where they are well-groomed and kept on tight leashes, or in purses. Although Alex informs me that dogs here are generally anywhere. So maybe it's a West Coast thing?