Coffee Break #874

It's been a little hectic around the house lately. Hubby has several projects on the go as well as being sound tech for the latest production. The house is in a pickle because I haven't had the wear-with-all to get my butt in gear and pick up after the dogs. Mainly two of them. The two Beagles.

Yes I said two. We had one and then came Buster Brown. He had a very traumatic twenty-four hours before coming to us. He was dumped on a co-worker's property (of Hubby) and went through another two homes before we got to him. Hubby was adamant that this dog needed us. And after forty-eight hours in our home, after watching Buster's reactions to a few things we decided to stop the search for his owners in his best interest.

So the house is much livelier than before. Buster and GiGi are bonding which is good. The old dogs just clear the path when the Beagles get rampaging. I guess Bullet figured one wasn't enough to fill the void and sent another just in case.

Change seems to be all about. Daught and Artist are talking of moving by Summer's end. It will seem empty by the fish pond without them. Its hard some days to hear them talk or encourage the choices but then without change we cannot grow and then we become stagnant. Both of them would become stagnant in this little pond we live in. Its the end of a chapter for the both of them and they need a clean page for a new adventure. I, apparently am content enough to stick with the Road to Solar Hell as my adventure. The nice thing though about the two of them moving is, in following years, we have another destination other than North to visit.

Don't get me wrong, I love it up North but when it's the only place you go, you get a little tired of the scenery. At this moment with all the snow surrounding us, the last place I want to go is North. I'm really hoping one of them might consider going tropical South. Hubby would have to get on a plane then. (He hates flying and especially over water. I think he was a WW2 pilot in a past life and died in an ocean crash or something) At least then the scenery would be different.

Everything seems to be going up in price. No matter what I go to get its been upped by thirty to forty cents minimum. That really adds up. And trying to compensate for it means more work for me. Bread used to be under a dollar. I checked prices the other day, for the same loaf that once cost seventy-nine cents, now is a dollar and twenty-nine cents. That's a fifty cent hike. The pasta I buy went up forty cents in the last two months. And the cheaper stores carry nothing and cost more for the products I do buy. It's getting absolutely insane. I went twenty dollars over-budget again because I didn't allow for another increase in our food prices.

I understand that the global economy is causing prices to go up for Corporate Canada/______(insert your country here) to meet their agenda's. But when we are growing corn that could not only be engineered into foods that people to buy, but also help feed not only our own poverty stricken but twenty-five thousand poor of another nation; instead of that we are putting it towards bio-fuel. A so-called greener alternative for those eco-conscious yuppies out there. Not only is it taking away farm land needed for food, but it is having a direct effect on the economy.

To make matters worse, all these hybrid cars/trucks are now robbing us of precious earth minerals that cannot be replicated or replaced. The quest for a greener earth is only making the cause worse unless these corporations start thinking with their brains and not the wallet. Argh!!! Nobody is using common sense. Its so frustrating and it honestly feels like I am the only voice out there.

Okay, off the soap box now. Thanks for letting me borrow it Scribble. I need a coffee after that. I think I'll add soap box to Hubby's list of things to build with his shop.