More Cheese, Please
January 18, 2009
First of all, I’d like to thank everyone for the encouraging words (in my comments section and via email) over the potentially catastrophic job situation. Fortunately, I belong to a union, and our contract says that, in the event of a layoff, the last ones hired are the first ones to go. Still, I have cause to worry because I think there are only around sixty Teaching Assistants in the district, and they are talking about eliminating fifty-one of those positions. There’s a very good chance that nine people have seniority over me.
LeAnn raised a point that I want to address. Unfortunately, there wouldn’t be any severance pay, and the measly unemployment benefits I’d receive wouldn’t be enough to keep us afloat. So, if I lose my job, we will be in serious trouble immediately.
In happier news, I had a chance to see the beautiful (inside and out) GBW and her stunning daughter, A, yesterday. When I heard that GBW was going to be selling her wares at a winter farmer’s market at a college not far from my house, I made plans to stop by and say hello. We haven’t seen each other in a very long time. I mentioned to GBW that it’s also been way too long since I last saw LA. I really miss her.
Another thing GBW and I talked about is how LA isn’t a big fan of cheese, but she sure can sell it. Daniel doesn’t like cheese, either. In fact, he hates the mere thought of it. That goes for all dairy products except butter. He has said that one of his biggest fears is that, when he is on his deathbed, I will lean in and whisper, “You know that dish you liked so much? Well, it had cheese in it.”
GBW remarked that she can’t imagine life without cheese, and neither can I. I have yet to try the Chevre logs sampler, (plain, garlic herb and herbs de Provence), but if it tastes as delectable as it looks, it’s sure to be absolutely delicious. I did try the feta, and it’s the best I’ve ever tasted. Word is bond.
Now I’m heading upstairs to take a shower so I can use GBW’s yummy Oatmeal & Honey all natural goat milk soap. Then I’ll light a fire, read, knit, listen to music and alternate looking at the flames and looking out my window at the pretty wintry scene, courtesy of the freshly fallen snow.
Thank goodness for simple pleasures.
Song of the Day: Mice Eat Cheese by Modest Mouse