..my honey has a sweet tooth. We,in fact, had nothing in the house since I neglected to do food shopping this weekend. So, John shows me a bag of Oatmeal Chocolate Chip cookies and says "these will do". Fine. Now, John is talented in so many ways-he has an unbelievable technical/mechanical mind, he has a great eye for design, and he is very intelligent in general. Those are just a few reasons I love him to death. However, in all the years I have known him, never once have I seen him bake. Cook, yes. Grill, yes. Bake? nope.
So, he follows the instructions to a "T"..except the one about the size and placement of the cookies on the cookie sheet. He made gorilla sized cookies. That all blended into something that resembles an oatmeal chocolate chip pancake. They smell delicious, and they are nicely browned around the edges. But, they are distinctly squishy and flat in the middle.
Well, not everyone is perfect,right?
:-)
Thanks for the cookie attempt, sweetie. I love ya!
Sunday, September 30, 2007
Monday, September 24, 2007
Planes, Trains and....Tractors?
Holy crud..I can't believe how long it has been since I've blogged. Baaaaad blogger.
Well, Owen is officially 18 months old. And along with being 18 months, I fear we have started the dreaded "terrible twos" a tad early. As I believe I may have mentioned previously, one of his most favorite words is NO. He uses it liberally and frequently. Honey, do you want a drink? NO. Sweetie, it is night-night time. NO. Lovey, get off the dining room table. NO. OH! and temper tantrums? He is so good at them. Generally,tho, I am even better at ignoring them.
The only other word that could possibly come close to how many times he says NO is trac-tor. He loves tractors. (Tractor meaning a ride on mower..)My dad has logged so many miles on his ride on that I think I should start contributing to the gas for it. Honestly. He goes on multiple rides all over the neighborhood throughout the day. It is so funny to watch him ride it, too. He goes into this zen-like zone where he completely focuses on the noise and the vibration.
In other breaking Owen news, his sleeping has SUCKED for the last week and a half. He goes to bed at the usual time with no problem. Then, at any time between 1-3am, he begins Screechfest. He won't settle himself down. The only thing that appeases him is being in bed with us. BAD HABIT. As soon as we get him in bed, then he begins to demand a ba-ba. Then the screeching resumes. It is getting to be a really old, tired habit, let me tell you. Any suggestions? Actually, let me tell you what we have tried to do before you answer-Benadryl before bed? yep. Let him cry it out? yep (he went on for 1.5 hours people! tried moving him back into his own bed after he has fallen asleep in ours? yep. So, now I am open to suggestions!
Last weekend John and I took Owen up to NH for a little "us" time. You can only imagine what we spent our weekend doing...can't guess? allow me to give you a hint.
It was a fun weekend, and nice to be able to reconnect and just focus on Owen, and not all the other assorted crap in our lives at the moment.
Here are some other pics from last weekend:
Owen's 1st encounter with a Ribbon Snake, courtesy of Dad (No moms were harmed during this photo shoot)
Ready to Roll!!!
Oh! and one other thing I wanted to share with y'all..a few weeks ago, we went out on my parents boat to cruise around and enjoy the beautiful weather. Firstmate Owen FELL ASLEEP WHILE STANDING UP AND DRIVING. See?
Seriously, have you seen anything more adorable than this??
Well, Owen is officially 18 months old. And along with being 18 months, I fear we have started the dreaded "terrible twos" a tad early. As I believe I may have mentioned previously, one of his most favorite words is NO. He uses it liberally and frequently. Honey, do you want a drink? NO. Sweetie, it is night-night time. NO. Lovey, get off the dining room table. NO. OH! and temper tantrums? He is so good at them. Generally,tho, I am even better at ignoring them.
The only other word that could possibly come close to how many times he says NO is trac-tor. He loves tractors. (Tractor meaning a ride on mower..)My dad has logged so many miles on his ride on that I think I should start contributing to the gas for it. Honestly. He goes on multiple rides all over the neighborhood throughout the day. It is so funny to watch him ride it, too. He goes into this zen-like zone where he completely focuses on the noise and the vibration.
In other breaking Owen news, his sleeping has SUCKED for the last week and a half. He goes to bed at the usual time with no problem. Then, at any time between 1-3am, he begins Screechfest. He won't settle himself down. The only thing that appeases him is being in bed with us. BAD HABIT. As soon as we get him in bed, then he begins to demand a ba-ba. Then the screeching resumes. It is getting to be a really old, tired habit, let me tell you. Any suggestions? Actually, let me tell you what we have tried to do before you answer-Benadryl before bed? yep. Let him cry it out? yep (he went on for 1.5 hours people! tried moving him back into his own bed after he has fallen asleep in ours? yep. So, now I am open to suggestions!
Last weekend John and I took Owen up to NH for a little "us" time. You can only imagine what we spent our weekend doing...can't guess? allow me to give you a hint.
It was a fun weekend, and nice to be able to reconnect and just focus on Owen, and not all the other assorted crap in our lives at the moment.
Here are some other pics from last weekend:
Owen's 1st encounter with a Ribbon Snake, courtesy of Dad (No moms were harmed during this photo shoot)
Ready to Roll!!!
Oh! and one other thing I wanted to share with y'all..a few weeks ago, we went out on my parents boat to cruise around and enjoy the beautiful weather. Firstmate Owen FELL ASLEEP WHILE STANDING UP AND DRIVING. See?
Seriously, have you seen anything more adorable than this??
Monday, September 3, 2007
Dang it! She tagged me!!
Tag : "3 things about me".
Three things that scare me
1. Big, furry, fast racing-stripe, flying spiders (ie:the Wolf spider)
2. Being alone suddenly (losing spouse in accident)
3. Clowns
Three people who make me laugh
1. Lewis Black
2. Karyn
3. Ron White
Three things I love
1. Owen
2. Winter
3. Spice smelling candles
Three things I hate
1. Beets
2. Maliciousness
3. Emptying the litter box
Three things I don't understand
1. Math
2. Mortgages, IRA's, etc..
3. How neighbors let their dog poop in a shared area with children around and NOT CLEAN IT UP!!!
Three things on my desk
1. Camera
2. Diet Pepsi with Lime
3. Cordless phone
Three things I am doing right now
1. Smelling my cinnamon-apple candle
2. cracking my fingers and neck
3. looking at all the dishes I need to do
Three things I want to do before I die
1. Travel
2. Say the things I want to say to certain nasty people and just WALK AWAY
3. Be skinny again
Three things I can do
1. Make a really mean pizza
2. Snowmobile like a crazy lady (and even the boys have a hard time keeping up!)
3. Shop
Three things I can’t do
1. Play an instrument
2. Fractions and percentages
3. have just 1 piece of bread
Three things I think you should listen to
1. Your gut
2. Music
3. Rain
Three things you should never listen to
1. Others with questionable motives
2. Religious Zealots
3. liars
Three shows I watched as a kid
1. The Price is Right
2. Creature Double Feature
3. Brady Bunch
Three people I tag
1. You're
2. All
3. Tagged
Three things that scare me
1. Big, furry, fast racing-stripe, flying spiders (ie:the Wolf spider)
2. Being alone suddenly (losing spouse in accident)
3. Clowns
Three people who make me laugh
1. Lewis Black
2. Karyn
3. Ron White
Three things I love
1. Owen
2. Winter
3. Spice smelling candles
Three things I hate
1. Beets
2. Maliciousness
3. Emptying the litter box
Three things I don't understand
1. Math
2. Mortgages, IRA's, etc..
3. How neighbors let their dog poop in a shared area with children around and NOT CLEAN IT UP!!!
Three things on my desk
1. Camera
2. Diet Pepsi with Lime
3. Cordless phone
Three things I am doing right now
1. Smelling my cinnamon-apple candle
2. cracking my fingers and neck
3. looking at all the dishes I need to do
Three things I want to do before I die
1. Travel
2. Say the things I want to say to certain nasty people and just WALK AWAY
3. Be skinny again
Three things I can do
1. Make a really mean pizza
2. Snowmobile like a crazy lady (and even the boys have a hard time keeping up!)
3. Shop
Three things I can’t do
1. Play an instrument
2. Fractions and percentages
3. have just 1 piece of bread
Three things I think you should listen to
1. Your gut
2. Music
3. Rain
Three things you should never listen to
1. Others with questionable motives
2. Religious Zealots
3. liars
Three shows I watched as a kid
1. The Price is Right
2. Creature Double Feature
3. Brady Bunch
Three people I tag
1. You're
2. All
3. Tagged
Sunday, August 26, 2007
BREAKING NEWS!!!!
My food-phobic step son actually TRIED something I made for dinner (A 1/2 cheese pizza for him, and 1/2 pepperoni and fire roasted peppers for us) and HE COMPLIMENTED ME on how good it was.
Gotta take the small things when they come, right?
Gotta take the small things when they come, right?
Thursday, August 23, 2007
What a Goddess does in her spare time...
Just because I know you are all DYING to know.
It is 8pm. Bebe has been in bed for 1/2 hour after a phenomenal day. We had a blast. We even bought a training potty. He is fascinated by it, sits on it and says "pee pee!". I am happy with that right now.
Dinner has been made, consumed and cleaned up. 4 monster loads of laundry done and put away. Kitchen floor swept. Photos are being uploaded to Snapfish as we speak. Kitty litter box scrubbed and clean. Coffee is ready to go for tomorrow morning. I even volunteered to work tonight from home helping out the permanent placement division, but haven't heard anything back yet. Oh well. So...that only leaves one dreaded chore. Coloring my hair. This time, the color is truffle. I could have put if off for a while, but I am getting my haircut tomorrow morning, and don't want my stylist to be alarmed at how gray I really am. With my hair in the shorter style, it is much easier to conceal the gray. I guess that is one positive.
My good friend K and I are getting treated to see Lewis Black next Friday~I saw him last year and what a manic riot this guy is. S&D (parental units) are treating us to a girls night out. What a time it will be!! We were even discussing getting a new outfit to wear that shows lots of cleavage to get his attention. Such little ho's we be!!
Next Saturday (how is it possible that it is Labor Day Weekend next week?) Honey and his band have a gig. Parents are keeping Phin for an overnight. I haven't been out late on 2 consistent nights in EONS. I never have been that much of a night owl anyway. :-)
PS-from now on, I think I am going to use Russell and Phineas real names..hereafter christened John and Owen, respectively.
It is 8pm. Bebe has been in bed for 1/2 hour after a phenomenal day. We had a blast. We even bought a training potty. He is fascinated by it, sits on it and says "pee pee!". I am happy with that right now.
Dinner has been made, consumed and cleaned up. 4 monster loads of laundry done and put away. Kitchen floor swept. Photos are being uploaded to Snapfish as we speak. Kitty litter box scrubbed and clean. Coffee is ready to go for tomorrow morning. I even volunteered to work tonight from home helping out the permanent placement division, but haven't heard anything back yet. Oh well. So...that only leaves one dreaded chore. Coloring my hair. This time, the color is truffle. I could have put if off for a while, but I am getting my haircut tomorrow morning, and don't want my stylist to be alarmed at how gray I really am. With my hair in the shorter style, it is much easier to conceal the gray. I guess that is one positive.
My good friend K and I are getting treated to see Lewis Black next Friday~I saw him last year and what a manic riot this guy is. S&D (parental units) are treating us to a girls night out. What a time it will be!! We were even discussing getting a new outfit to wear that shows lots of cleavage to get his attention. Such little ho's we be!!
Next Saturday (how is it possible that it is Labor Day Weekend next week?) Honey and his band have a gig. Parents are keeping Phin for an overnight. I haven't been out late on 2 consistent nights in EONS. I never have been that much of a night owl anyway. :-)
PS-from now on, I think I am going to use Russell and Phineas real names..hereafter christened John and Owen, respectively.
Monday, August 20, 2007
Summer is still here??
Why can't it just be autumn? Overall, a much more pleasant season. Sweaters that aren't so heavy you look like a bean bag chair, slimming jeans that nicely hide the cellulite, and the house can smell of cloves, cinnamon and pumpkin pie. I am sick of smelling the gardenia's, sparkling lemons and rose of Morroco's. Time to spice things up!!
Thoughts of throwing a bunch of stuff into the ole crockpot and letting it just sit for hours is far more appealing than cooking on the grill. Plus, there is just something so satisfactory in having dinner completed by 9am.
Blankets! I want to have a nice heavy blanket over me when I snuggle into bed at night. I hate just sleeping with only a sheet over me, and moving my feet around every few minutes trying to find a cool spot.
Perfume!! I want to break out all of my "heavier" fragrances. Enough with the body mists, I want good old fashioned foo foo juice. Bring on the Tuscany, Tresor, and White Shoulders. I have never felt right about wearing perfume in the summer that is more than a body spray. Don't ask me. Some people have food rules, I have body scent rules. Of course, I have some food rules too, but that is for another post. Just real quick tho? I saw an ad for some restaurant with STEAK on a salad. Wrong,wrong, wrong. I am totally fine with chicken on a salad, but not steak. That just made my stomach turn.
Enough with me whining about wanting the summer to end. Let's move onto Phin progress. Holy crap can this kid TALK! In less than 24 hours, he has learned several new words (chicken, light), he climbs up the stairs one foot infront of the other (none of this crawling up on his belly stuff), and, he is 17 months old TODAY. How did that happen? Still working on molars. He has had a really tough past few days. But, hopefully we are getting over this spell real soon. I don't think I can take it much longer.
ps-Oh, and Phin? yea. We got him fitted for shoes and I was informed that he was restricted as to which types we could get for him because he has FAT FEET. Fat is just one word that has NEVER been used to describe any part of him!! That just blew me away. But I'm over it. Honest. Fat feet? Pft. Whatever.
Thoughts of throwing a bunch of stuff into the ole crockpot and letting it just sit for hours is far more appealing than cooking on the grill. Plus, there is just something so satisfactory in having dinner completed by 9am.
Blankets! I want to have a nice heavy blanket over me when I snuggle into bed at night. I hate just sleeping with only a sheet over me, and moving my feet around every few minutes trying to find a cool spot.
Perfume!! I want to break out all of my "heavier" fragrances. Enough with the body mists, I want good old fashioned foo foo juice. Bring on the Tuscany, Tresor, and White Shoulders. I have never felt right about wearing perfume in the summer that is more than a body spray. Don't ask me. Some people have food rules, I have body scent rules. Of course, I have some food rules too, but that is for another post. Just real quick tho? I saw an ad for some restaurant with STEAK on a salad. Wrong,wrong, wrong. I am totally fine with chicken on a salad, but not steak. That just made my stomach turn.
Enough with me whining about wanting the summer to end. Let's move onto Phin progress. Holy crap can this kid TALK! In less than 24 hours, he has learned several new words (chicken, light), he climbs up the stairs one foot infront of the other (none of this crawling up on his belly stuff), and, he is 17 months old TODAY. How did that happen? Still working on molars. He has had a really tough past few days. But, hopefully we are getting over this spell real soon. I don't think I can take it much longer.
ps-Oh, and Phin? yea. We got him fitted for shoes and I was informed that he was restricted as to which types we could get for him because he has FAT FEET. Fat is just one word that has NEVER been used to describe any part of him!! That just blew me away. But I'm over it. Honest. Fat feet? Pft. Whatever.
Thursday, August 2, 2007
BLOG TAG!!
Here it goes!
Each player lists 8 facts/habits about themselves.
The rules of the game are posted at the beginning before those facts/habits are listed.
At the end of the post, the player then tags 8 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog. **
1. I must fall asleep on my left side, with at least a sheet up to my neck.
2. Everything I do must be "even". For instance, when I tickle Phineas under the left armpit, I must shortly thereafter tickle his right armpit.
3.I have to be at least 5 minutes early for work, or I feel late and discombobulated all day.
4.I really enjoy watching Sesame Street, and find myself glued to the tv when it is on.
5. I am the only grandchild without ADD.
6. My favorite job of all time was at a gas station.
7. If I could relive only 1 night of my life, it would be my 10th high school reunion.
8. My most treasured material item is my Louis Vuitton steamer trunk, that was my great grandmothers.
Not too exciting, is it? I would tag eight people, but K already tagged everyone I would feel comfortable tagging. So the buck stops here.
Each player lists 8 facts/habits about themselves.
The rules of the game are posted at the beginning before those facts/habits are listed.
At the end of the post, the player then tags 8 people and posts their names, then goes to their blogs and leaves them a comment, letting them know that they have been tagged and asking them to read your blog. **
1. I must fall asleep on my left side, with at least a sheet up to my neck.
2. Everything I do must be "even". For instance, when I tickle Phineas under the left armpit, I must shortly thereafter tickle his right armpit.
3.I have to be at least 5 minutes early for work, or I feel late and discombobulated all day.
4.I really enjoy watching Sesame Street, and find myself glued to the tv when it is on.
5. I am the only grandchild without ADD.
6. My favorite job of all time was at a gas station.
7. If I could relive only 1 night of my life, it would be my 10th high school reunion.
8. My most treasured material item is my Louis Vuitton steamer trunk, that was my great grandmothers.
Not too exciting, is it? I would tag eight people, but K already tagged everyone I would feel comfortable tagging. So the buck stops here.
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