Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
Last year it was the flying duck, have to have the flying duck. You remember the one the was broken right after we came home.
Monday, January 21, 2008
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Saturday, January 19, 2008
We had them take our old bed away, so guess who is sleeping on the couch tonight. I should really make the kids sleep on the floor and I could take residence in the bunk beds. EB is going to get the recliner. This should be fun.
Maybe I will lay in it all day tomorrow. Watch my Packers and hang out on the new bed.
BTW Did I mention that my beloved Packers are playing tomorrow and I would appreciate it if you would all turn on the game and cheer on my man Brett.
Friday, January 18, 2008
The Dj was just a couple of years younger than I am and she played all that great 80's music, that is so fun to dance too. At least it was, back when things still moved. It is your typical kids dance. The parents all stand around the outside, singing the music they love, wanting to dance, but not really wanting to make a fool of themselves in front of the parents of their kids friends.
Thankfully, there are other mother's like me who've got no rhythm and don't really care.
The gym teacher was wearing a t-shirt, I think I must have. It said:
"What if the hokey pokey, is what it is all about"
I like that almost as much as the t-shirt I have that says.
"If it is not one thing, it's your mother"
BTW -the bed is coming between 3 and 6 tomorrow. I'd invite you all over to check it out, but that sounds kinda kinky!
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Sometime after swimming lessons, but before dinner. I am taking the kids to a birthday party and EB is going to stay home and wait for the delivery.
Now this isn't just any bed. This is THE bed. This is the bed that is going to change my life. I just know it.
A bed can do that, can't it? I have extremely high expectations for this bed. Good thing it doesn't know that. The pressure would kill it.
Or maybe I will just get a good nights sleep. That kind of was the point of a new bed, right.
PS Do you think it could help Brett and my beloved Packers win on Sunday. OH PLEASE LET THEM WIN!
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Now, I know there are no published rules on bathroom etiquette, but by God there should be. I would say these are in order of importance, but really they are all equal in my book.
- DO NOT talk on your cell phone while you are using the bathroom . I can't believe I even have to say that, but apparently I do because there are people who do. All the time.
- If you follow me into the bathroom and there are four empty stalls, DO NOT use the one right next to me. I select my stall for maximum privacy. Don't invade my space.
- When you are done, FLUSH, and make sure what you flushed goes down.
- DO NOT pee on the seat. If you must hover, clean up after yourself.
- WASH YOUR HANDS.
- WASH YOUR HANDS.
- WASH YOUR HANDS.
That's all I am going to say about that.
- WASH YOUR HANDS.
Monday, January 14, 2008
I felt so bad, that I pulled him into bed with us. We all slept in a pile, with me in the middle. Guess who didn't get any sleep.
Man I wish that bed would come. Hopefully this week. Anyway, here it is 8:15 and I am so ready for bed.
On the advice of TE, I put some frozen chicken breast and a tub of salsa in the crockpot and let it cook all day. Came home from work, heated up some refried beans and tortillas and had us a little fiesta. It was great. I was worried the chicken would be dry after 11 hours in the crockpot, but it was excellent.
Any more good quick dinner ideas? Anyone?
Sunday, January 13, 2008
I made another fabulous roast tonight because that is what EB wanted. I hope this doesn't become another Friday night pizza thing. Not that it isn't good, but I don't run enough for that much red meat.
Anyway I thought I would make some nice hot buttery bread to go with it. So I stuck it under the broiler and I am sure you can figure out just what happened.
I should probably go get the bread off the sidewalk before some squirrel tries to eat it and chokes to death.
The porch still stinks, 2 hours later.
BTW I really should only watch football at home. Thankfully there were not a lot of people at the restaurant when we were there because I could not contain my excitement.
I love watching Brett Farve play. While I will admit there may ( I mean MAY) be more skilled quarterbacks out there, but none are as enjoyable to watch as Brett. I cheer and cry with him all the time. The only sad part about the game is having to watch Matt Hassleback lose. He is my second favorite quarterback, mostly because he was Brett's understudy!
Thankfully the Giants beat Dallas today and we don't have to play in TX.
Friday, January 11, 2008
I really should be doing laundry and cleaning up the water in the basement (not much), but it is still wet. We have had so much rain this week that our basement wall is seeping water, this only happens when we get a lot of rain, but our sump pump has been working overtime. I guess that is better than my friend AM's. Hers is not working at all and has a much bigger water problem than mine. I would say something like when it rains it pours, but that is pretty lame and I would never saying anything lame like that.
I also need to wrap a present for a baby shower, get my stuff ready to run in the morning and get my stuff ready to get ready at TE's house after we run. And what am I doing. I am blogging in between turns to play the Wii.
Okay I really am going to give you a "tip of the day", but the video clip didn't happen.
Chip bag closure. Seriously no one in the world seems to know how to close a chip bag properly and I hate stale chips, what a good waste of calories. I mean who doesn't need more of those.
Just because you have a chip clip doesn't mean you know how to use it. Do not just fold the bag over and clip it, do you see where the air comes in and ruins my chips.
First squeeze the bag from the chips up to get all the air out. Then fold over the right side over to the left side and then the left side over to the right side. Then fold the middle down at least once, twice if you got the space and then clip it.
See soooooo simple a man can do it.
BTW did you know that I know everyword to every song for both HSM and HSM2. I might even know all the words to a couple of Hanah Montana Songs. Once upon a time I was a grown up, now I am just a big kid.
Thursday, January 10, 2008
Sleep, I need sleep. Darn I hope that bed is a good as they say it is and comes soon.
Here is a snippet of my first tip. Crumpling the chip bag and putting a clothespin on it, does not qualify as proper bag closure. That's all I got to say about that. At least for this minute.
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
This is a big deal. It is a huge time commitment and I am not sure if it is a good time to take on something this big, while looking for a new job and working full time. On the flip side, it is a great opportunity to be more involved in our church. So pray for me to get some direction on this one.
Starting tomorrow I think I am going to post a "tip a day". You know really helpful things, like:
How to close a chip bag.
How to replace the role on the toilet paper.
If all goes well I might even throw in a video, showing how these things are so easy, even a man could do it.
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
It started yesterday at about 11:00, wouldn't you say AM. I emailed AM and said, I need some Milk Duds and I need them bad. The closest store is CVS and I despise it. I think I have been in there once in the last two years. Anyway, I managed to not go to the despised store, ate my fruit and then went home. Today, about 7:30 am, I started thinking about the darn Milk Duds, and I wanted them so bad, that all I could think about was Milk Duds, until I started thinking about Diet Coke and then I really could only think about Milk Duds and Diet Coke. I had work that needed to get done and it wasn't going to get done until I had my Milk Duds and Diet Coke. So I zipped over to the despised store, then to the vending machine and then to my desk where I proceeded to eat an entire box of Milk Duds and a drink 20 oz. Diet Coke over ice. Not even caffeine free.
Did you know there are 3.5 servings in one big box of Milk Duds. There are 6 grams of fat and 170 calories per serving. You do the math, I can't think about it. To top it off I ate my Milk Duds with a whole lot of pretzels. Chewy caramel and crunchy pretzels....MMMMMMM Then I proceeded to eat my left over spaghetti, carrots and an orange.
Needless to say I didn't feel to well after all of that. The kicker of it all. The darn Milk Duds were kind of stale, almost bitter, I am sure it is all that darn store's fault. Not that it stopped me from eating the whole entire box.
On a much happier note. A former co-worker was in town today and stopped by our office. It is great to see old friends, but then it also made me sad all over again.
Monday, January 7, 2008
But……Only 5 weeks until Disney!!!!
Last night after dinner (Ree’s pot roast, mmmmmmmmmmmmm), Z said to me. “Mom, I’m a little bit nervous about going to school tomorrow.” We talked about how he was going to get to see C and the rest of his buddies, but that didn’t seem to help. He was tossing and turning and crying on and off until about 11:00pm. He finally got to sleep but was up a 5:00 am. He came in and gave me that sadder than sad look, “Mom, I am still a bit nervous about going to school tomorrow”. I said, “It is today, buddy. It is morning already. I pulled him into bed and then got up to go take a shower. His little face, just breaks my heart. Even though I know what a little turkey he can be. I hope he had a good day. Funny thing is, I was exactly like that as a kid, probably all the way through college.
Back to the food. I love food, all kinds of food. Last week while visiting the Pioneer Woman, she had posted about pot roast and pot roast just happened to be on sale. Bonus. So yesterday, I got out my new Rachel Ray cast iron enamel dutch oven and went to work. I love that pan, only I should have had EB get me the bigger one. I am not sure what piece made it so fabulous, but it was fabulous. I used wine. I have never really cooked with wine before, it definitely made the gravy, oh let me just say it one more time, fabulous. I polished off the rest of it for lunch. Mmmmmmm even better the second day.
Back to the old usuals. We had spaghetti for dinner. BLAH.....
Saturday, January 5, 2008
This isn’t the first time either. My grandmother had this huge philodendron on her coffee table for as long as I can remember, at least 20 years. When she passed away it was one of the things I got. I actually managed to keep it alive for about 9 years, looking a little worse each year. Finally this year I tossed it out. It was pathetic.
OOPS ~ just turn your head sideways.
I have committed plant homicide more times than I care to admit.
Friday, January 4, 2008
I think I am salivating right now just thinking about it. I swear I get a buzz, just opening a can and pouring it over a nice big glass of ice. Diet coke in a bottle is great too, but it just doesn't have the same sensation as a can does. I am not supposed to have caffeine at all, so I am relegated to caffeine free, which again is good, but not the same.
I will admit I'll drink almost any diet pop, but the rest are just second best. When I am going out for lunch one of the first things I think about is whether they have coke or pepsi products. Given the choice of two places I'll take the one with the diet coke, free refills please.
I have to go do something else because I really need a diet coke.
Drink it up!
Thursday, January 3, 2008
This morning, I got out of the shower and put on my underwear, my big, pink, polyester, granny panties and they were not providing their usual coverage. (Okay they are nylon, but polyester sounds better and it is all fake fabric anyway)They must have shrunk in the dryer. There is no possible way that I gained enough weight over the holidays to fall out of my underwear. I mean there were cookies, pies, chips, dips, ham, candy and a little wine, but really not that much. For goodness sakes I ran 23 miles last week. Come to think of it my socks are to tight too.
Okay here is the too much information part. I have worn the same kind of underwear for the last 15 years. Big, polyester, Fruit of the Loom granny panties. I have tried other kinds and Lord knows that EB has bought me bunches of skimpy little panties that are collecting dust in my drawer. But I will stick to my granny panties, I have reasons. I was going to share but I think I will stop by right here.
Okay one more point and then I will just let it go. Once, my mother gave me some of her underwear that was too small for her. Can I just say EEEEEEWWWW, I know they were clean and I don’t care if she gave birth to me. I can not, will not wear my mother’s hand me down underwear. I just had a horrible thought. My boys wear each others underwear all the time. EEEEEEEEEEEEWWWWWWWWWW
Wednesday, January 2, 2008
How long is too long for leftovers? My friends and I seem to have varying views so please leave a comment and let me know what you think.
My friend AM called me today and said that she was making turkey tetrazzini from the left over turkey from Christmas dinner and we started to laugh. AM and I apparently have cast iron stomachs. We are firm believers that a good heating kills all that darn bacteria. We laughed because we knew that our friend AC would have none of that. She has about a 1 day tolerance for left overs.
I decided I would look it up on the web. The answer to everything is on the web, isn't it. I found several articles on the subject of leftover food safety and AM, you and I are living very dangerously:) Don't you just love a challenge.
Most of the websites agreed that leftovers have a maximum life expectancy of 3 - 4 days. It says don't bother smelling it, just get rid of it.
Seriously who are these people. You have to smell it, that is half of the fun.
BTW ~ Did I mention I love the snow. It was so sparkly on the way home and the trees looked like giant pussy willows, I should have had my camera.
A year ago the company I worked for was sold. Something I definitely did not expect. When I first started working at my company, we were always for sale, but we knew about it and it was okay. As time went by, our parent company kept saying how important we were to their organization, and as time went by I put my heart and sould into my job and my coworkers. We were a family. I didn't worry about being sold, we were IMPORTANT, but in the end we made them $240 million dollars they could use to further their "mission".
The company that purchased us, retained many employees as leased employees from our parent company. They also hired many people and paid those of us who stayed on as leased a nice premium for doing so. I decided I would stay on as a leased employee, who couldn't use a bit of extra money and I didn't want to compete with my friends who were out looking for the same two jobs.
The first 6 months were terrible. They operated in a manner so unlike our company, none of us could understand how they got anything done. Our company had a philosphy of respect and forgiveness. They did not, at least that is what I felt at the time. Now I might say things a little differently. They didn't know me, how could they? Yes I know, people told them that we were all good employess, but in some cases trust needs to be earned, not just handed out. Right or wrong, that is the way it was. It is better now, but it is still not the same.
It really has been a year long process, but On January 1, 2008, the name of my company was officially gone. Almost like we never existed. We have been merged into the new company, all the signs are gone and there is a for rent sign on our second building. The whole thing makes my tummy and heart hurt. Starting over is so hard. My bank account is bigger this year, but that didn't really make it easier. I can't even figure out how to answer my phone. I have said the same thing for the past 12 years. Maybe no one will call me for the next 6 months.
One of the hardest things is not seeing my friends everyday and sharing the dish every morning before the craziness set in. I miss the spontaneous trips to Noodles and quick target runs at lunch. There are still a few of my coworkers around that I get to share with, but not my sisters!
So wish me luck on my next adventure or even just finding my next adventure.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Anyway back to the snow. The weatherman kept saying that we were going to get 4-6 inches of snow, starting after 7:00 pm, but they are so frequently wrong I didn't want to get my hopes up. When our friends went home at 10:00, there was not even a flake of snow on the ground. My disappointment with the weatherman was mounting. I went up to bed at 10:30 and still nothing. I came down at 11:00 because I had forgotten to bring up a glass of water and low and behold it was coming down to beat the band. I was so excited, I went upstairs and told EB it was snowing, he was not nearly as excited as I was. We made a feeble attempt to stay up to watch the ball drop, but when I woke up it was 12:10. Boy that makes me mad. I looked out the window to check the snow status and it was still coming down. Hip Hip Horay! Hip Hip Horay! When I woke up at 3:00 due to the glass of water I had to have, I checked the window and it was still snowing. I think I kept waking up just to see if it was still snowing.
We got up about 8:30 ate some breakfast and headed out to play in the snow. Okay the first hour EB and I didn't get to play much but we did manage to get the sidewalks cleared and most of the driveway done. I think we got about 7 inches of snow. The kids finally came outside to joing us and we decided to head up to the school for a little sledding and snowboarding. The snow was pretty thick so it was hard to get down the hill at first. I did my best to pack it down, but it was not quite wet enough to pack. The boys practiced with their snowboards, but didn't quite make it down all the way. Mom thought she should have a try, so I did. I surprised myself by making it all the way down the hill, while standing, 3 or 4 times. I did take a couple of falls, and I can see how people break their legs, snowboarding. I decided I should stop before my luck ran out. I am running a half marathon in February and I don't want to blow it by breaking my leg snowboarding!! By the way it is snowing again right now. Did I mention I love the snow.
A friend of mine stopped by tonight and need to take some stuff to her daughter's house in the country. She has a buick. I took this opportunity to take a snowy night drive in 4WD Silverado. Her daughter only lives about 4 miles from our house, but it was a completely unplowed and very little traveled road. Yeehaw. Her driveway is pretty steep but no match for our beloved truck. It was so pretty with the pines trees all covered in snow and the reflection of the snow off our high beams.
Did I mention I love the snow! I took a bunch of pictures and if I can figure out how to get them linked up I will post them soon!