Tomatos, Africa and Cold Feet

Uh oh my mother is going to be very angry that I still have not cut the tomatos for our hamburgers when she gets home. Well thats okay I will risk her wrath.

I have 5 essays to write in March. Today I finally went to the library, and got all the books I need for my politics class. And I was told the most wonderful, liberating news! I can renew my books ONLINE up to two times!!! This is absolutely outrageous!!! No more late fees for me. It''ll be kind of like Blockbuster! Anyway, I'm writing this particular paper on women in Africa. Who would've thought that women account for 70% of the agriculture labor in Africa? Not only do they do nearly all the farming, but they do all the housework, all the water hauling, look after all the children (like all 10 of them!). They literally do everything. They even build the majority of the hut they live in. And do you know what the men do? Sit on their arses. Anyway, this is not new news to me, I just thought I'd share a little piece of my knowledge with you all. Other papers I need to write... one on the Congo which has an incredibly interesting and sad history. And then 3 others that I have yet to decided a topic. At least one more on Africa. I think that next year I'll try to take a bunch of Latin American classes, or maybe some Asian history. China has had a particularly intriging century if you ask me. This year has kind of been African overload, which has been extremely interesting, but I don't want to forget about the rest of the world either.

Mom is home, so far she hasn't said anything about the tomatos. The countdown has begun...

Every single night, when I go to bed, I battle the cold feet war. I don't know what to do about this mess. I wear socks, I wear slippers, I have tried wool socks, I have tried no socks... I would wear my socks to sleep but they are so darn uncomfortable. If I wear socks then all I can think about is getting them off, but I'm too lazy to reach down and take them off. So I try to do it with the other foot, but this is a battle in itself. Usually I just end up falling asleep an hour later with them on. Anyway I think that the solution is this. Wear socks and slippers for at least one hour prior to going to bed, and then take my socks off before I get settled and wrap my feet in my comfy jersey sheets. I tried this last night, and I think its a winning combination. Don't get too excited now, it has only proved to work once. I'll try again tonight.

Well I guess I'd better go cut up some tomatos for our hamburgers :)