Friday, February 27, 2009
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
Sunday, February 22, 2009
I've never done this sort of thing before, you know. I mean, these sorts of things are usually saved for the "Big Girl" blogs, not my little piddly, pathetic ramblings.
I couldn't help it. The picture screamed for some sort of funny subtitle and I just had to put it up here. All I'm asking is that if you lurk here that you would PUHLEEEEEZE give it a try! Just leave a comment. I promise nothing bad will happen. No one will spam you, no one will telemarket you....nothing. Just press the Leave a Comment button. You can do it. I know you can.
It will be really embarrassing if I get like two comments. One from Monk and one from my sister. You know. I just might have to go into the fetal position and receive chocolate via an I.V bag.
Be good to me my bloggy friends. I mean it. If I get enough entries....I might just throw in a little gift card or something. Cause like I always say, I'm all about the love.
Name this photo...
Friday, February 20, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
By EIGHT STINKIN' POUNDS no less!!!
First, no chocolate. Now this.
I'm doomed to a life of fatness. And without chocolate.
Somebody pass the celery, please.
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
My posts and pictures have been SO jacked up lately that it is getting on my nerves!! I write a nice post and have everything arranged so neatly and hit SAVE. Then when I go to publish or preview it - it's mangled beyond repair! And then it won't let me fix it!!!!
It only happens when pictures are involved too! I export them on my Picasa editing software, does anyone know if that's the problem???
Blogger people, if you are reading ----------- I'm hating on you people and your program right about now!!!!!!
Wow. That made me feel a little better. I'm not usually one to have outbursts of anger like that. I guess that shows one thing:
Don't get between a woman and her pictures.
Hopefully, I can figure this out later and have my post up by the afternoon. Until then feel free to give me you input or talk amongst yourselves.
Be random. I do it all the time. Just ask Monk.
Sunday, February 15, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
I had to make the weekly pilgrimage to Target to buy groceries with 3 kiddos in tow (Grace and the two babies) I was determined to stay on task while I was there and not to get sidetracked by lipstick and other such frivolity.
I will have you know that I succeeded too! I did not try on even ONE pair of shoes! Not one! I didn't even go near the shoe department! It was a shining moment in my Target addiction, I can assure you.
I did, however, buy some lipstick. A girl's gotta be pretty!
I then picked up the Madgirl from school and proceeded to go and buy our hospitalized friend and her mama some dinner from Chili's and a Cinnabon for dessert. After delivering that to the hospital we came home where I proceeded to sit on the couch and stare into oblivion while the brain cells oozed from my head.
As for an update on Elisabeth, it gets a wee bit complicated. Her official diagnosis is Mycoplasma Pneumonia and some other complicated words that I can't spell. Her pain is now under control and she actually managed to eat yesterday for the first time in 6 days. Woo-hoo. Her blood pressure has been VERY low which has caused her to pass out multiple times. They've upped her I.V. fluids and the bp seems to be getting better for now. She had a new symptom develop earlier today which was a rash on her body. They have now taken even more blood and even have an infectious disease doctor on the case. My friend tells me that she (Elisabeth) is now quite the interesting case at the Children's Hospital. ;)
They still covet your prayers as there seems to be no end in sight yet of when they are going to release her. And a new prayer request would be for my friend's son as well. Her 14 year old son, Drew has been running fever now for a few days and he is going to the doc in the morning. Her hubby has been home with him during this time and they are really hoping and praying he doesn't have the same thing.
Thank you all for your prayers!! It means so much to them (and me!) to know that you care enough to ask for updates.
'Course, I knew y'all we awesome all along!
And as far as our family goes....there seems to be no end in sight just yet.
Madgirl has managed to overcome her flu after hibernating in her room for 3 days and actually went back to
Germ Central school today. She's feeling MUCH better.
I was the only one to get somewhat of a cold and am still fighting a sore throat and feeling run down, but I don't think it will turn into anything full blown. Already being a little run down from lack of sleep has been my worst enemy and I'm trying to get to bed earlier, but not always succeeding. My night owliness habits are biting me in the bootey to say the least!
Poor, sweet Liv, however, has been bit again. She hasn't felt great for the past 3 days. A little nauseated and not quite her spunky little self. Her stomach pain has been manageable until tonight.
Her tummy began hurting so bad that we loaded her up into Phil the Suburban and started to head to the emergency room. Just as we were about to back out of the driveway, she coughed. My Mommy Instinct Super Powers kicked in and I jumped out of the Burb and flung open the back door! She coughed again and I
yanked gently pulled her from the vehicle where she proceeded to grace our front yard with some rather unsightly regurgitation.
I tried moving her towards the front door, but to no avail. She began hurling again, this time in a different spot. I don't want to make light of the situation because the poor baby was practically throwing up her toenails....BUT I couldn't help but get a little tickled at what the people driving by in their cars must be thinking.
Here I stood, spread eagle, in my front yard, holding this flailing 6 year old as she was heaving in various spots all over the lawn. It was enough to make'em say, "Ewwwwww!". I can guarantee that much.
Needless to say now we are all just sitting and waiting for our turn cause it WILL get us. It always does. These are the times when we have to stop and pause to ask ourselves the all important question:
"If I eat this, am I willing to throw it up?"
Oh yea, and if you're in my neck of the woods, I wouldn't recommend walking on our front yard.
Liv in better days
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
She is 17 years old and came down with a normal cold a week and a half ago. At this very moment she is in the local children's hospital battling a horrific virus. This thing is ravaging her body and her mama (one of my best friends from college) is just beside herself right now.
My friend has texted me, keeping me aware of the details since Sunday (when Elisabeth was admitted), but today has been especially bad. Elisabeth is not doing well and her mama is feeling rather helpless. A staph infection is also a possiblity.
They both need our prayers right now; Elisabeth for healing and her mama for peace and comfort and rest. Please stop for a moment and lift them up to our Great Physician. I would certainly appreciate and I know they would as well.
Saturday, February 07, 2009
That being said, I nearly cried the other night when I realized I couldn't eat homemade nachos because of the CORN chips and the CHEESE. I am realizing that I can't half heartedly commit to this and it's going to be a WHOLE lot harder than I thought. Normally, I would comfort myself with CHOCOLATE, but wait....I can't HAVE CHOCOLATE!
Which is really ironic considering what I'm about to write.
My stress level just catapulted to an all new high yesterday upon learning that my Madgirl has Type A Influenza.
The Flu. It's a bad one.
So bad in fact that not one, not two, but THREE members of the medical staff warned me to keep her away from Hope and Charlotte. For while there is little that can be done for teens and adults with the flu, NOTHING can be done for toddlers and infants! To say that I *freaked* out a little would be an understatement.
After getting Madgirl her meds I went to Wal-Mart and bought some Oscillococcinum for me and Monk. We figure between the Oscillo, Echinecea and massive amounts of vitamin C we are consuming (Emergen-C is really good stuff, by the way!), we are doing everything we can to either prevent the flu or at the very least, weaken it.
Considering neither Monk nor myself are feeling very well today, I'm not sure where things are going to end up. However, the kiddos are still all well! Thank you, Lord! Of course, they are being
I've blabbered all of that out to tell you that I may be on Bloggy Hiatus for a while next week, depending on the severity of things around here.
I just need to be Momma for a while.
Momma with no CHOCOLATE, NACHOS or COKE, but still Momma. Cranky Momma, but still Momma.
And now, Momma is off to make a big pot of Chicken Soup. Because I can eat chicken. Just not CHOCOLATE. But I'm not bitter.
Friday, February 06, 2009
Thursday, February 05, 2009
(Ironically, I am both high maintenance and complicated. And I assure you, my complicatedness is NOT out of my genius.)
Not much can get his goat. It just doesn't. He used to drive me crazy with his calm, insouciant attitude towards things. Something horrible would happen and I would go to him all worked up and he would utter the words that would send me to the moon! An example would go something like this:
Me: Honey!!! Honey! !!! (hysterically crying) The washer malfunctioned, leading to an electrical short that electrocuted the cat and ,blew the dryer out, ruining an entire load of the children's clothes! We have six children with NO washer or dryer, no clothes for them and a dead cat!!
Him: It is what it is.
(This was a fictional example. No small animals, children's clothing or large appliances were injured in the writing of this blog post. Thank you. ~ The Management)
Oh, how I wanted to choke him for that phrase! It just incensed me to no end when he would say that. But through the years that little adage quit bugging me so much and in the end I even began to repeat it. That happens in marriage, you know. You start to become your spouse. Frightening really.
But after 10+ years together I have learned there are certain phrases and sights that do frighten my Monk. Things that send fear shooting through him. Things that make him want to scream like a little girl (and trust me, he knows those screams). Here they are in particular order:
- the sight of me sitting in front of the computer with my bank card out.
- Barbie and the Twelve Dancing Princesses
- the phrase, "It's a Girl!"
- the sight of his babies growing up
- Barbie's Mariposa
- me announcing, "my mom's coming to town for a few weeks."
- me starting a sentence with, "Now don't be mad, but...". (Those "buts" get mine in more trouble!)
- Barbie Swan Lake
- two words... "I'm. Late."
and finally, the phrase that sends fear straight to his heart...
- "Honey, I'm going to Target."
Lord help him. Especially because of that last one.
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
Tuesday, February 03, 2009
FOUR HUNDRED (hundred, hundred, hundred.....that would be my echo)
Wow. I can't believe it. Little did I know when I started this little blog that in so many ways it would be an outlet for me creatively and emotionally. I've always loved writing, but never dreamed I would come to love it as much as I do on here.
And the friends? Oh the friends I have come upon! I want y'all to know, especially those who comment regularly, that I DO consider you my friends. Some of us may never have a real live conversation this side of heaven, but I absolutely consider you my friends! I go to each and every blog of those that comment here and I do mean E-V-E-R-Y-O-N-E. I haven't gotten around to commenting on most of them just because of time issues, but I do go and read.
Anyway, I just wanted to say thank-you to all of you that come and read my warped, nonsensical ramblings. I am not normal by any sense of the word and yet some of you come back by your own free will on a daily basis. Amazing.
I can't deny the fact that you like me! You like me! (Ha Haaaa....name the actress that said that line and at what award ceremony?!?!?! There just might be a prize!!)
And now for some thoughts on pie. Specifically the one I posted about yesterday.
First of all, in case you ever doubted it.....we DID eat the pie. We are pigs, afterall. Oink.
It wasn't so much that anything went horribly wrong with it, it's just that I'm looking for a certain taste and texture. You know, just the right amount of cinnamon, not too sweet but not too tart, filling that's not too loose, etc..
This one didn't taste terrible, I just felt it could be better. Just so you know, I am relatively new to pie making. I've consumed pies for many years as evidenced by my girth, but the making part only occurred for the first time last year. I know.
Andrea, after you mentioned it I realized I did in fact forget to put the dabs of butter on the apples before putting on the top crust! (Hand slap to the head!) How could I forget the buttah?!?! DUH! That might have explained some of the taste issues. Hello.
Sarah, you're so sweet. I know you would have eaten it, even if it tasted like poo. You just seem sweet that way. Probably sitting at my kitchen table with me while drinking a large cuppa coffee, huh? :0)
Jennifer, you most definitely need to make more pie. Your family will love you. Especially those adorable kiddos!
Denise, you whisk and egg and then brush it over the crust and it creates that shiny,golden finish. It just makes it pur-dee!
Shelly, YES! If Jeremy will give up his recipe, I would LOVE to have it. And anyone else's! I'm on a pie quest, you know.
And I know some of you are raising your eyebrows and saying, "what the?" about the Target Tuesday thing, so let me explain.
I have a deep and abiding love for Target. I usually go there once a week if for nothing else than to peruse the aisles, inhaling deeply, enjoying my fix. However, that's usually not the case. More often than not money becomes involved. Okay, more often. Oh alright.....always.
If I could only shop at ONE store for the rest of my life for all of my needs it would most definitely, hands down be Target. I love them muy mucho.
Anyway, I thought just maybe I would post every other week or once a month, on a Tuesday about my Target finds. Deals or otherwise. I would call it Target Tuesday. And then if y'all wanted to comment about your deals you've found at Target we could just have us a big 'ol Target party here every other Tuesday! Woo-hoo!
And we don't even have to talk about our good deals. We can talk about bad deals, good parking spots. the dressings rooms...I don't care! Whatever floats your boat as long as it's Target!
For example, the other day I was lookin' at the Valentine's dresses in the girl's department when hanging right there next to the dresses were some black leggings with sequins at the bottom. Well, loving all things flashy like I do I looked at the price. :::GASP:::
Would y'all believe they were just a $1.98!!!!
Don't you know that both Liv and Sis are now sportin' a pair of black, flashy sequined leggings!
See! That's what I'm talking about! Sharing our Target testimonials! I can't wait to show y'all the new quilts I bought for the girl's room when we redo it!
Anyway, let me know what you think. If y'all want to participate you can and if you don't then you can just come and listen to me blabber on about scavenging the clearance racks!
Some may say this is just a scheme for me to use the blog as an excuse to have to go to Target. You know what I say to them?!
Monday, February 02, 2009
Sunday, February 01, 2009
As you can tell, I am quite the pro football aficionado.
I am ALL OVER college football, but pro? Eh...not so much.
I do love the commercials that come with the Super Bowl, but to be totally honest....I'm only here for the food. (Of course, that is pretty much my reason for getting up every morning too, but that's beside the point.) So, while I don't necessarily care for the arrogant, overpaid, showboating pro football teams, I can manage to endure this one game because of the fact that it revolves around...well...FOOD!
And since I'm up late anyway with a congested baby (again!) and I can't go to church
(I am nothing if not the Segue Queen, people)
Most folks would agree that hot wings are the quintessential football food, right? A nice zingy wing dipped in a little bleu cheese (or ranch if yer a sissie) can make a girl go, "Daaang, that's good".
And what about a dip? Any good party becomes a great party with a good old fashioned cream cheese based dip, right? And throw a little bleu cheese in with that cream cheese and it becomes serendipity, baby! What could be tastier than a smelly cheese where you can actually see the mold your eating! My salivary glands are beginning to get the best of me now, so I best hush about the blue cheese.
Well, what if I told y'all that I can give you the best of both worlds? (Hey, isn't there a Hannah "I'm So Obnoxious" Montana song there somewhere?) Together at last. The marriage of the hot wing and the cream cheese into a dippy union that will tantalize the tongue like no other. Oh yes my friends, I have such a dip.
And I'm going to share it with you. Because I am all about the love. And the food.
Bleu Cheese Buffalo Chicken Dip
-2-3 cups of shredded chicken (Rotisserre is the way to go here!)
-1 bottle of buffalo wing sauce
-1 bottle of Bleu Cheese dressing (you can use less if yer a sissie)
-8 oz cream cheese, softened
-Mozarella cheese (whatever amount makes your little hearts leap for joy!)
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Combine shredded chicken, wing sauce, bleu cheese dressing and cream cheese. Mix well. Put into 8x8 pan (or whatever size floats your boat) and top with the Mozarella. Bake in oven for 30 minutes.
Serve with some Frito's scoops. Nothin' but the scoops. No wimpy corny chip will do here, my friends. You must be able to scoo-ooop this dip to experience maximum flavor ecstasy. I promise you won't be disappointed.
And if you're brave. Really brave. You'll do what we're doing.
We're having both. The hot wings AND the Bleu Cheese Buffalo Chicken Dip. This would be because:
1. We loooove the Bleu Cheese! We rock the Bleu Cheese! And I'm fairly certain we will be burping it around midnight tonight.
and more accurately...
2. We're pigs.
'Nuf said. Happy Football, y'all! Let me know who wins!