Sunday, December 31, 2006
Saturday, December 30, 2006
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Wednesday, December 27, 2006
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Sunday, December 24, 2006
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Thursday, December 21, 2006
Yes, I'm excited that Christmas will soon be over with. The stress will be relieved. The decorations will be put away and my house will be back to normal.
On a good note, I did get a job. I'll be starting Jan. 2nd. I'm really looking forward to being somewhere with adult conversation other than with my husband.
Conversations with him always go something like this:
Husband: "Did you get my uniforms done?"
Husband: "What's for dinner?"
Me: "Can we order in?"
He always falls asleep on the couch after work these days. It's become his normal routine. I figured out last night why. He gets up after I go to sleep to check his email. Should I worry? Is he emailing someone he doesn't want me to know about? Or is he just surfing porn?
Wednesday, December 20, 2006
In a small ziploc bag or baby food container, mix:
1/4 cup oatmeal
1/4 cup sugar
sprinkle of red or green sugar crystals (for cake decorating)
OPTIONAL: You can cut a circle of cloth or felt a bit larger than the lid. Place over the lid and tie a ribbon around it to decorate. We actually used Kleenex cut in a circle and tied on with wool for the top of our lid and it turned out really nice.
(the amounts don't have to be exact)
If you use a baby food jar, you can layer the ingredients for a "sand art" look like we did in the photo.
Reindeer Poem to go with:
Sprinkle on the lawn at night
The moon will make it sparkle bright
As Santa's reindeer fly and roam
This will guide them to your home.
Friday, December 15, 2006
I'm Scrooge reincarnated. I hate the Christmas season. I dispise buying presents and doing the whole holiday thing. It's all about money and I can't stand it.
I still go through the motions. I make the Christmas cards and mail them. I bake the cookies and fudge. I gain the weight. Blah!
It doesn't help that I can seem to find a job. I've sent resumes and filled out applications all over the city. I haven't had a call back at all. Is it me or is it the time of year?
Ok so I'm done whining for the time being.
I hope everyone begins getting their cards in the mail. I've gotten quite a few and it's been nice. I still need to hang them on the banister.
Wednesday, December 13, 2006
Wednesday, December 06, 2006
The Wednesday before Thanksgiving I dropped off a bucket of baby clothes at Once Upon a Child. Their website said if you bring in good condition, name brand baby clothes, they will buy them on the spot.
So I took in my freshly laundered basket of Osh Kosh, Carters, Ralph Lauren, etc. into the store. She had me fill out a form to put with my basket. She said they'd call me over the weekend (WHAT?). I drove into Kansas, a 30 minute drive, to go to this store. So now I have to wait? OK. I was patient and figured it's a holiday weekend. I'll cut them some slack.
So Monday rolls around with no phone call. I called them and she said I'd have to come back out there so they could show me what they'd chosen and give me money for it.
I pack up the kids and drive BACK into Kansas to go to the store. I get there and she shows me they've chosen 5 items. FIVE????? That's all??? They gave me $12.80 for the items and gave me back my basket of clothes. What an incredible waste of my time. It cost me that much in gas alone to make the trip out there.
I wouldn't recommend this store to anyone. It's a waste of time and they're incredibly picky about the items they'll buy from you.
I also priced their clothing while I was there and it's expensive! I can get the same types of items at my local thrift store for no more than $2 per outfit! They were charging anywhere from $6 and up.
I think for the future I'll stick with the thrift store. Not to mention, the people are friendlier there than at Once Upon a Child.
NOTE: They'll be a good garage sale at my house next spring!
Friday, December 01, 2006
While the ice was falling...
While the snow was falling...
I finally finished our Christmas card and got it off to print.
And here's some more of my work that I've done in tha past few days...
Saturday, November 25, 2006
Thursday, November 23, 2006
I'll post new ones as I do them. Maybe if I get to feeling froggy over the weekend, I'll do a post of ones I've made for other people.
NOTE: The CL Bottlefeeding means I'm the community leader for the bottlefeeding message board. It's a prestigious title LOL
Wednesday, November 22, 2006
I know I normally would post recipes on Tuesdays but I ran across this recipe and thought it was too good to pass up. I plan to try this soon.
HOMEMADE BAILEY'S IRISH CREAM
Blend the following ingredients well in a blender
3/4 to 1 1/2 cups Irish whiskey
2 Tablespoons Chocolate Syrup
2 Teaspoons Instant Coffee
1 Cup Light Cream
1 Can (14 oz) Sweetened Condensed Milk
1 Teaspoon Vanilla Extract
1/2 Teaspoon Almond Extract
Refrigerate for 24 hours
Store in the refrigerator but not for longer than 30 days.
Friday, November 17, 2006
But he has one toy that he plays with all the time. It's the letter "A". It's a stuffed toy. It doesn't make noise. It's red on one side and B&W checkerboard on the other. It makes me wonder why that particular toy.
On another note, he got his first REAL pair of shoes yesterday. We chose to go with the standard white high-top style. I wanted him to have extra ankle support now that he's cruising the living room furniture. At first he was sort of clonky in them but now, he's back at cruising speed.
It won't be long and he'll be walking!
Wednesday, November 15, 2006
It really disappoints me that people think that Christmas is all about presents and spending money. I have to admit, I'm always disappointed that I can't give my children the gifts that they expect (mainly Big Brother since this will be Little Brother's first). I suppose this is partly my fault for caving in on previous years.
Hubster's family is really big on the whole gift-giving thing. That makes it even more difficult. We don't have the kind of money they do to lavish everyone with gifts. We've tried the drawing of names game in years past but to me that's even worse.
Whatever happened to "if you want to give a gift to someone, then do." A person should be obligated in any way to give someone a gift. I don't think that is what a gift is.
Friday, November 10, 2006
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
Telling Your Daughter What To Expect....
We are sitting at lunch one day when my daughter
casually mentions that she and her husband are
thinking of "starting a family." "We're taking a
survey," she says half-joking. "Do you think I
should have a baby?" "It will change your life," I
say, carefully keeping my tone neutral. "I know,"
she says, "no more sleeping in on weekends, no more
But that is not what I meant at all. I look at my
daughter, trying to decide what to tell her. I want
her to know what she will never learn in childbirth
I want to tell her that the physical wounds of child
bearing will heal, but becoming a mother will leave
her with an emotional wound so raw that she will
forever be vulnerable. I consider warning her that
she will never again read a newspaper without
asking, "What if that had been MY child?"
That every plane crash, every house fire will haunt
her. That when she sees pictures of starving
children, she will wonder if anything could be worse
than watching your child die.
I look at her carefully manicured nails and stylish
suit and think that no matter how sophisticated she
is, becoming a mother will reduce her to the
primitive level of a bear protecting her cub. That
an urgent call of "Mom!" will cause her to drop a
soufflé or her best crystal without a moments
I feel that I should warn her that no matter how
many years she has invested in her career, she will
be professionally derailed by motherhood. She might
arrange for childcare, but one day she will be going
into an important business meeting and she will
think of her baby's sweet smell. She will have to
use every ounce of discipline to keep from running
home, just to make sure her baby is all right.
I want my daughter to know that every day decisions
will no longer be routine. That a five year old
boy's desire to go to the men's room rather than the
women's at McDonald's will become a major dilemma.
That right there, in the midst of clattering trays
and screaming children, issues of independence and
gender identity will be weighed against the prospect
that a child molester may be lurking in that
However decisive she may be at the office, she will
second-guess herself constantly as a mother. Looking
at my attractive daughter, I want to assure her that
eventually she will shed the pounds of pregnancy,
but she will never feel the same about herself. That
her life, now so important, will be of less value to
her once she has a child. That she would give
herself up in a moment to save her offspring, but
will also begin to hope for more years, not to
accomplish her own dreams, but to watch her child
I want her to know that a cesarean scar or shiny
stretch marks will become badges of honor. My
daughter's relationship with her husband will
change, and not in the way she thinks. I wish she
could understand how much more you can love a man
who is careful to powder the baby or who never
hesitates to play with his child. I think she should
know that she will fall in love with him again for
reasons she would now find very unromantic. I wish
my daughter could sense the bond she will feel with
women throughout history who have tried to stop war,
prejudice and drunk driving.
I want to describe to my daughter the exhilaration
of seeing your child learn to ride a bike. I want to
capture for her the belly laugh of a baby who is
touching the soft fur of a dog or cat for the first
time. I want her to taste the joy that is so real it
My daughter's quizzical look makes me realize that
tears have formed in my eyes. "You'll never regret
it," I finally say. Then I reached across the table,
squeezed my daughter's hand and offered a silent
prayer for her, and for me, and for all the mere
mortal women who stumble their way into this most
wonderful of callings.
Please share this with a Mom that you know or all of
your girlfriends who may someday be Moms. May you
always have in your arms the one who is in your
Tuesday, November 07, 2006
We woke up this morning in a fog...literally. When I first got up, I couldn't even see across the street. Here's a picture from the backyard
This is the same view I posted a few days ago. It's amazing!
Here's my fountain filled with leaves. I need to get those cleaned out of there, along with the rest of the yard.
This picture just turned out too cool to not post.
Sunday, November 05, 2006
Don't judge, so that you won't be judged.
Some people will be voting on whether or not to allow same sex marriages. My feelings on this is it's not for me to judge. Anyone should be allowed to marry anyone they want (age appropriate, of course). What my beliefs are whether they be religious or other, shouldn't play a part in this.
If two people believe they love each other enough to spend their lives together, then let them. Recognize them as a married couple. If they want to go before a priest, pastor, justice of the peace, or whatever they so choose, then let them.
Maybe our world should be less judgemental on same sex marriages and more critical on those that make this oath to one another and years later decide, Oops, I've changed my mind!
Friday, November 03, 2006
Since Big Brother didn't want his picture taken, we moved on to taking pictures of Baby Brother. He loves the camera. He also loves the pizza he got to eat last night along with the cinnamon roll Daddy gave him and the cake that everyone else was feeding him.
On another note, I thought I'd share pictures of the beautiful fall we're having here in Missouri.
Thursday, November 02, 2006
Now here I am 11 years later not believing that time has gone by so fast. It seems like I was just holding him in my arms kissing his face. Now I'm lucky if I get a kiss good night.
Handsome little man
This year's school picture