Well, last Friday I promised you updates on the whole 101 tasks in 1001 days challenge, and by jolly, it’s Friday, again!
So, what have I done with my week?
Well, I have found another couple of tasks to add to my list, one being to make it to 101 countries on my flag counter. I thought it a more hefty challenge, because every time I look the flags have gone up, and I’m not far off 101 already. Just so you understand, the flags counted represent both countries and the American and Canadian states.
I also completed a challenge! 😀 To buy and plant pampas grass. It may not sound much, but I have really wanted one of those plants in my garden since I was a small child. We used to visit my godmother, who had one in front of her house, in her wonderful garden. Now all I have to do is keep it alive. This will not be so easy. My husband describes me as being ‘black thumbed’.
On that note, I have managed to kill another houseplant this week. I was particularly sad about it, as it’s the one my husband and daughter bought me to commemorate the 31st anniversary of my father’s death.
Which was on the 13th of March.
If I set myself the challenge of killing 101 houseplants in the shortest time possible, I would have a second task completed by now. But I’m not going to do that. I try not to be a plant murderer. Despite my apparent ability.
I know the next achievement is not on my list. But I had to tell you about it anyway. I managed to unreasonably annoy my four-year-old daughter this week. In fact, I don’t think I’ve ever seen her so annoyed, as she told me that I “laugh far too much!”
Considering I read somewhere that: “Laughter is the best medicine” and “Adults don’t laugh anywhere near enough”, I found myself feeling over-joyed (despite angelic Akasha’s harsh tones). I figured that all of that excessive laughing will take me into a long and healthy old age (as well as a happy one). So that makes it an achievement worth a mention.
I haven’t been to the gym. But I promise to go over the weekend. I absolutely promise. Really. I do. I do have an excuse. Honestly. The four-year-old has been at home all week with her hand in a bandage. She has also been entertaining me with a high fever and a strange rash. Thus, we have been entertaining doctors in various settings.
I watched the film ‘Freakonomics’. I had already read the book. The film was interesting, not dazzling, but interesting.
A good friend of mine offered to teach me how to make a Hefezopf (a kind of sweet German bread). So I’m going to take him up on his offer, the task can be part of my 30 new recipes challenge. He tells me it’s not much work, but will take around 4 hours. So we’ll also squeeze in breakfast together.
I held off with some of the foodie stuff until now because I wanted to wait until I found out if I really am lactose intolerant or not. You can read here why. Yesterday, I had the scientific test which came out negative. I am lactose tolerant. So last night we had a cheese fest and drank down some red wine in honor of cheese, milk and all dairy products. We even raised one to the humble cow.
I should probably set one of my tasks as ‘learn why not to drink half a bottle of red on a school night’.