So my {and my 2 sisters and my brother} Daddy died on the morning of dec 19,2010. He was 52 years old ,and died from a pulmonary embolism. It was unexpected,sudden,and yes horrible.
Im shaking as I write this tonight. I dont know if its my nerves,or the wind,or dehydration from the stomach virus we all have in various stages here at my house.
I have to get these thoughts out. Here are some of them in no particular order.
1. loosing a parent is the hardest event I have ever had to try to deal with in my life.
2. It does not matter how old you or your parent is when they pass. there is a hole there. One that you realize the moment it hits you,that will never be filled again.
3. No,you dont understand. that is unless youve lived it yourself. its not like loosing a grandparent or aunt,or dog. So dont tell me you do. you dont
4. While I know ppl have ment well,Im sick of hearing "it must really be hard this time of year" meaning Christmas time. As opposed to when March or April will make it any different? Um no.
5.you find yourself crying. not really sobbing, just tears that you cant explain,nor do you want to.
6. Unless you have just lost a child, I win right now. Yes,life is going on,but for me,right now,its stopped a little bit,and I need some time.
7. I cant be there for anyone else right now. While I can be happy or sad for you during your life or whatever is happening, I cant pay attention to it, b/c yes, Im being self absorbed right now.
8. I do have an excuse for seeming distant and scattered. there is a hole somewhere in me,that I cant explain. and maybe I never will
9. My siblings nad I all reacted pretty much the same way. the reply was screams of NO, not MY Daddy and then mass confusion.
10. You,as a child,expect to bury your parents. but not when you are 29 and your Dad is 52. It is not fair,dammit!!!
11. I feel drawn to my siblings right now in a way I cant explain. Maybe they and only they can help fill that void,since we came from the same place. But yet,Im afraid to talk to them.
12. trying to explain his Grandaddy dying is one of the most difficult things Ive ever experinced as a Mom,and holding my son while he weeps breaks my already broken heart even more.
13. No, you cant ask your Daddy how he felt when his Daddy died. You cant ask him how to get over this and how to move on.
14. Death is only peaceful for the dead. It sucks for everyone else who has to come to terms with it.
15. Embrace the parent you have left. It really,sadly,helps, when they too have lost thier own Daddy pretty unexpectedly.
16. If you were ever still a child, your youth is gone. Reality and mortality really hit home and set in.
17. Im trying to let this make me a better Mom.
18. You can't be Scarlett O'Hara and think about it tomorrow. Its the last thing you think about before you go to sleep and the first thing you think about when you wake up.
19. I need space, I think. I need to be left alone in my own thoughts. Im still in schock.
20. Even if you leave a message on that voicemail you play over and over,you KNOW you wont ever be getting a call back.
About Me
- Sarah B. Forbess
- Munford, TN, United States
- I'm a SAHM to two boys,and married to my best friend. I love to cook,bake,and home can. I try to find ways to cut cost,and now attempting to learn to put some up for a rainy day. I love to grocery shop,knowing that with some thought and skill,you can provide for your family for months on end.I dont write on here as often as I'd like,but I do try to find humor in everyday living!My family matters most to me!
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Operation Make a FruitCake,for the first time
I have literally been craving Fruitcake. I bought all the necesary components.
Currants,
Fruitcake Mix {a bland of citrus particles,and cherries.Comes in a tub and does not taste ANYTHING like fruitcake when you eat it directly from said tub. you live and learn}
Raisins
candied cherries and pineapple
Having never eaten a currant before,it was with the display,so I thought what the heck,its a holiday cake,so why not? I have the other ingridients on hand.
Nuts,
eggs,
butter,
sugar,
flour,
and Nuts.
Ive been researching cookbooks. From Paula Deen's first Lady and Son's, a garden club cookbook,my Memaws garden club printed,and even the "Bible". THe Joy of Cooking. When I found fruitcake recipes they have instructions like this
"Soak a week,, in a dark closet,, under the stairs in rot gut burbon"
" replump raisins in stale coffee for an hour"
"If you have no burbon on hand,use whatever you have!!!" Lightbulb! Best one yet. Plus you dont have to soak the fruit till its rancid and fonkey. Plus,yall know I have no paitence. Remember me making apple butter a while back?
So, I put a few scoops of the citrus stuff in a non stick pan with about 3/4 c of Blue Curcaco Liqueir. Ok, Im all set. Into the steaming blue booze, I add the citrus fruit, some raisins,some currants,a 1/4 cup of water, 1/4 cup of Molasses,and a sprinkle of coconut. Smells a bit like cough syrup. The kind the Dr gives you,makes you feel all warm,but taste like ass.
Its soaking for a few minutes,and now Im going to commence to cream up some butter,vanilla, white and dark sugar...
I didnt like ANY of the recipes I saw either online or in my cookbooks. The Devil on my shoulder is saying
" Suzy FN Homemaker, YOU can do a better job,than even the Queen of Southern cooking herself, Ms.Paula Deen." YOu think? hmmmmm we will see....
The Acutal making and putting in the oven:
Ok,so in my best wanna be the Next Food NextWork Star, I assembled all my ingredients.Some of this and that. inlcluding my brand new super duper Sunbeam standmixer {you too can have one,currently onsale at Walmart for 74.99} I got out my angel food cake pan. For a 1.99 GoodWill special,that pan has served me very well.
Anyway. I creamed
2 sticks of butter. I think one salted,one not
1 1/2 cups sugar
1 large hard glob of dark brown sugar
2 tsp vanilla
a splash of maple flavoring
and 2 eggs
I cremaed it all up with a new little hand mixer, {onsale at your local kroger for 8.99. both my new lectric mixers cost half what the KitchenAid one I wanted does}
Into the Mixer bowl,I put 3 1/2 cups SR flour,but added a dash of sea salt,and baking powder. Some of the following. I used the Racheal Ray method and palmed it. {by the time I was done,my palm was burning,freaking ginger!}
cinnamon,the expensive 1.00 kind,
all spice,ginger,cloves,and I did fresh grate nutmeg. {Ive had the same jar of nutmegs for years,and I just grate it off as needed}
So I got out the bread hooks for this monster job.{BAD IDEA!!!}
I sifted the flour mix with the hooks,and began to add my wet stuff. well,the hooks only made a small well. So I used a silicone scraper in an attmept to slide it all together. THAT did not work. So I grabbed a flat bamboo thingie,and me nad the mixer went to town.
{ASIDE: Caleb and I are still in our jammies. though we have had a wash today.Its easier to wash tees and capri's even in winter than jeans. Plus,they are tons more comfy. He is on a tall stool liking bowls and scrapers and measuring cups.He thinks himself a mini chef,and who am I to tell him no. BUT,the lil sucker grabs my shirt the whole time. i think hes afraid of falling off the stool. Thats gotta be the only thing hes afraid of. So I have a helper elf with me this whole trip.}
Ok, so the hooks were NOT doing the trick. I got to looking for my mixer beaters,I KNEW I had run in the DW earlier today. Um no,they were no where to be found. I turn around from the sink and DW to see Caleb licking yesterdays,now crunchy, cookie dough off one. Check one beater,now where n the sam hell is the other one? OH! There is is,on the floor,under an oven mitt. Best place for em,eeeh? gotta feed the mice!
So into the sink the crusted beaters go. Meanwhile the mixer is running with the bread hooks,and I hear a sound behind me! Caleb has turned on the mini hand mixer. Crap! hes gonna burn it up! So while the beaters are soaking I unplug the mini thingie,and scrape with my bamboo,paddle,shall we say, the fruitcake mix. I add the fruited mixture that had been soaking in Grandpa's cough syrup. I mean Blue Curcaco. More paddle scraping,and fighting. There are terms in Physcology about man vs things,or things vs man. Well, today it was man and machine vs 100 year old fruitcake recipe,idea. My arms are STILL burning.
Ok,so big beaters washed and clamped into the mixer. I crank that bad boy up,scraping as I go. Next thing I know Its a fruitcake batter tornado in the kitchen! In my noviceness with a grown up machine,I cranked it up too high. That green goo shit went everywhere! Me,Caleb,the counter,and back of the mixer.
EASY girl! We will get it done,I tell my mixer. Shes new,and Im a novice at the fruitcake making business,so we learned together.
Into the batter goes some slivered almonds and half a bag of walnut halves {they arent halves anymore though,b/c I made something or other last week,and whacked the whole bag with my industrial meat mallett Josh MADE me for Christmas last year.
Anyway. So, tornado over,nuts in with the fruits. I spray my pan,and a small bread pan. This stuff is looking like Fiona, Shrek's wife made it. CRAP! I forgot to add the candied cherries and pineapple. So I hack them up on a small board, mixer still humming away. Oh,yeah, I GOT THIS!
Note to fellow cooks, when using candied cherries,they WILL roll off onto the floor. So a rinse they got and chopped and bowled up they went.
It looks and smells like fruitcake to me! Gone is the cough syrupness,replaced by spicey molasses scent.
I stop the mixer,and pan up my dough. This was the heaviest dough Ive ever panned before,yall. I tried,once again to use my scraper.But no avail,so me and the bamboo paddle got it into the prepared pans.
Its now in the oven on 350 with the timer set for an hr. We shall see how it turns out. But if licking the goo off me and Caleb is any indication, well,its gonna be quite tasty if I do say so myself.
I've blogged on how I did this for a few reasons:
1. if it taste like ass,I will know what NOT to do,and follow somebody's grandma's recipe
2.If its good,Ive got it written down!
3. Im making this so other wont have to this year,and in the words of Johnny Carson, there is only one fruitcake and everyone just keeps passing it along. Well in West TN,today, I will know where it came from!
Currants,
Fruitcake Mix {a bland of citrus particles,and cherries.Comes in a tub and does not taste ANYTHING like fruitcake when you eat it directly from said tub. you live and learn}
Raisins
candied cherries and pineapple
Having never eaten a currant before,it was with the display,so I thought what the heck,its a holiday cake,so why not? I have the other ingridients on hand.
Nuts,
eggs,
butter,
sugar,
flour,
and Nuts.
Ive been researching cookbooks. From Paula Deen's first Lady and Son's, a garden club cookbook,my Memaws garden club printed,and even the "Bible". THe Joy of Cooking. When I found fruitcake recipes they have instructions like this
"Soak a week,, in a dark closet,, under the stairs in rot gut burbon"
" replump raisins in stale coffee for an hour"
"If you have no burbon on hand,use whatever you have!!!" Lightbulb! Best one yet. Plus you dont have to soak the fruit till its rancid and fonkey. Plus,yall know I have no paitence. Remember me making apple butter a while back?
So, I put a few scoops of the citrus stuff in a non stick pan with about 3/4 c of Blue Curcaco Liqueir. Ok, Im all set. Into the steaming blue booze, I add the citrus fruit, some raisins,some currants,a 1/4 cup of water, 1/4 cup of Molasses,and a sprinkle of coconut. Smells a bit like cough syrup. The kind the Dr gives you,makes you feel all warm,but taste like ass.
Its soaking for a few minutes,and now Im going to commence to cream up some butter,vanilla, white and dark sugar...
I didnt like ANY of the recipes I saw either online or in my cookbooks. The Devil on my shoulder is saying
" Suzy FN Homemaker, YOU can do a better job,than even the Queen of Southern cooking herself, Ms.Paula Deen." YOu think? hmmmmm we will see....
The Acutal making and putting in the oven:
Ok,so in my best wanna be the Next Food NextWork Star, I assembled all my ingredients.Some of this and that. inlcluding my brand new super duper Sunbeam standmixer {you too can have one,currently onsale at Walmart for 74.99} I got out my angel food cake pan. For a 1.99 GoodWill special,that pan has served me very well.
Anyway. I creamed
2 sticks of butter. I think one salted,one not
1 1/2 cups sugar
1 large hard glob of dark brown sugar
2 tsp vanilla
a splash of maple flavoring
and 2 eggs
I cremaed it all up with a new little hand mixer, {onsale at your local kroger for 8.99. both my new lectric mixers cost half what the KitchenAid one I wanted does}
Into the Mixer bowl,I put 3 1/2 cups SR flour,but added a dash of sea salt,and baking powder. Some of the following. I used the Racheal Ray method and palmed it. {by the time I was done,my palm was burning,freaking ginger!}
cinnamon,the expensive 1.00 kind,
all spice,ginger,cloves,and I did fresh grate nutmeg. {Ive had the same jar of nutmegs for years,and I just grate it off as needed}
So I got out the bread hooks for this monster job.{BAD IDEA!!!}
I sifted the flour mix with the hooks,and began to add my wet stuff. well,the hooks only made a small well. So I used a silicone scraper in an attmept to slide it all together. THAT did not work. So I grabbed a flat bamboo thingie,and me nad the mixer went to town.
{ASIDE: Caleb and I are still in our jammies. though we have had a wash today.Its easier to wash tees and capri's even in winter than jeans. Plus,they are tons more comfy. He is on a tall stool liking bowls and scrapers and measuring cups.He thinks himself a mini chef,and who am I to tell him no. BUT,the lil sucker grabs my shirt the whole time. i think hes afraid of falling off the stool. Thats gotta be the only thing hes afraid of. So I have a helper elf with me this whole trip.}
Ok, so the hooks were NOT doing the trick. I got to looking for my mixer beaters,I KNEW I had run in the DW earlier today. Um no,they were no where to be found. I turn around from the sink and DW to see Caleb licking yesterdays,now crunchy, cookie dough off one. Check one beater,now where n the sam hell is the other one? OH! There is is,on the floor,under an oven mitt. Best place for em,eeeh? gotta feed the mice!
So into the sink the crusted beaters go. Meanwhile the mixer is running with the bread hooks,and I hear a sound behind me! Caleb has turned on the mini hand mixer. Crap! hes gonna burn it up! So while the beaters are soaking I unplug the mini thingie,and scrape with my bamboo,paddle,shall we say, the fruitcake mix. I add the fruited mixture that had been soaking in Grandpa's cough syrup. I mean Blue Curcaco. More paddle scraping,and fighting. There are terms in Physcology about man vs things,or things vs man. Well, today it was man and machine vs 100 year old fruitcake recipe,idea. My arms are STILL burning.
Ok,so big beaters washed and clamped into the mixer. I crank that bad boy up,scraping as I go. Next thing I know Its a fruitcake batter tornado in the kitchen! In my noviceness with a grown up machine,I cranked it up too high. That green goo shit went everywhere! Me,Caleb,the counter,and back of the mixer.
EASY girl! We will get it done,I tell my mixer. Shes new,and Im a novice at the fruitcake making business,so we learned together.
Into the batter goes some slivered almonds and half a bag of walnut halves {they arent halves anymore though,b/c I made something or other last week,and whacked the whole bag with my industrial meat mallett Josh MADE me for Christmas last year.
Anyway. So, tornado over,nuts in with the fruits. I spray my pan,and a small bread pan. This stuff is looking like Fiona, Shrek's wife made it. CRAP! I forgot to add the candied cherries and pineapple. So I hack them up on a small board, mixer still humming away. Oh,yeah, I GOT THIS!
Note to fellow cooks, when using candied cherries,they WILL roll off onto the floor. So a rinse they got and chopped and bowled up they went.
It looks and smells like fruitcake to me! Gone is the cough syrupness,replaced by spicey molasses scent.
I stop the mixer,and pan up my dough. This was the heaviest dough Ive ever panned before,yall. I tried,once again to use my scraper.But no avail,so me and the bamboo paddle got it into the prepared pans.
Its now in the oven on 350 with the timer set for an hr. We shall see how it turns out. But if licking the goo off me and Caleb is any indication, well,its gonna be quite tasty if I do say so myself.
I've blogged on how I did this for a few reasons:
1. if it taste like ass,I will know what NOT to do,and follow somebody's grandma's recipe
2.If its good,Ive got it written down!
3. Im making this so other wont have to this year,and in the words of Johnny Carson, there is only one fruitcake and everyone just keeps passing it along. Well in West TN,today, I will know where it came from!
Sunday, December 5, 2010
Wild Goose Chase for Potato's
Not that long ago Josh and I saw a Modern Marvel's episode on the humble Potato. Its one of the few shows we agree to watch at the same time. The show was informative,and towards the end, it showed the newer varity of hybrid potato's. Some of which are differnt colored. Not only is the skin a rainbow of colors,the flesh of them is as well.
Hmm, Josh said he would love to see what the hype was all about. Mental note,check. Find my husband,who does not ask for much,colored fleshed spuds. So, I began a serious hunt for them. I started at my local Kroger store,even asking the produce manager if they carry them. He kinda lifted his hat,and scratched his head.
"Nawp," he said,"I've heard of them,but we dont carry them yet." Ok, so that was a couple of months ago. I stuck the notion of spuds in the back fo my head with the zillion ohter things,I'd love to give my family,but constantly am on the look out for.
This past week, I facebook friended a local,Memphis,TN, green grocer store.EasyWay,where its always Fresh! Some friends from school and their family run and own the several locations. I posted on the wall inquiring about blue potato's. They too did not carry them. Dern!
I had to go to East Memphis to my neuro Dr,to get my back seen about,and had a lightbulb moment. Hmmm,Im close to Whole Foods, surely to goodness they have them there! When I walked in,I instantly knew I was out of place. Me with my heavy Carhartt coat on,and get out of my way look on my face. I went directly to the man with a smile stacking onions. I inquired about the illusive spud.
"Yes Ma'am, we carry them,but right now they are hard to get,and we dont have any right now.But you can check out the Fresh Market down the street."He smiled and went back to stacking. Looking at me as if KNOWING,I was not an East Memphis kind of girl. I have country as cornbread written all over me.
So I drove, {In VAST amounts of pain,in the cold,mind you} to the other organic market up the road.
I saw someone with a name tag,and inquired about the spuds. I saw on a display where they normally are,beside the fingerling potato's.
Side note about Fingerlings. I bought those first,b/c my Kroger did carry them. They last a while in the fridge,and hold up well in stew,are smooth and buttery in texture and would be great with anything you want to do with them.
The man at FreshMarket told me,yes they carry them,and since none were
out,he would go check with the produce manager to see if any had arrived on that days truck. Leave it to me to ask the meat man,about freaking blue taters. He came back with someone else,who told me the same story as the man at Whole Foods. They carry them,but are hard to get right now. DAM,I thought. Poor Ole Josh aint ever going to get blue taters.
So I gave up for the time being. Had my nerve block on my back,and got a pain pilled wild hair up my ass to hit Korger. My unassuming friend,Melanie, got conned into going with me. She had been warned,but decied to go along anyway to push the buggy,and pick up low shelved items.
Well,LOW and BEHOLD,they had Purple potato's at my local Korger store! I did the wonkey Happy Dance right then and there. well good as I could being on pain meds the day after a back prodecure! Melanie was howling laughing at me,b/c I was so happy that I hugged her!
They came in 2lb bags,I didnt even look at the price,and I brought them home. I got a huge hug and kiss from my much appreciative husband!
So last night we decided to simply roast the new spuds to see how they ta
sted! YUM is the word. At my house,since we're poor, we eat a lot of potato's. I buy them in ten lb bags normally,esp when the brown ones are on sale for 20lbs for 2.99, I divide them up sometimes to share with friends. Anyway, so a simple roast.
Josh washed them,and I cubed them, pre heated the oven to 400,and set the timer for 20 minutes.
I gave them a liberal dose of sea salt,pepper and Olive oil.
I checked them after 20 minutes and they were done,but we like a little crunch on ours. So ten more minutes later,and whaaa Laaa, taters.
I mixed up some blue cheese,sour cream,and a shot of creamy horseradish sauce for them. They are yummy. Smooth,creamy,earthy. It was worth the wait. They will be a special occasion thing around here,but Im just so glad I found them. It IS the simple things in life that can make you happy!
Plus,they look pretty in my vintage Homer Laughlin bowl!
Hmm, Josh said he would love to see what the hype was all about. Mental note,check. Find my husband,who does not ask for much,colored fleshed spuds. So, I began a serious hunt for them. I started at my local Kroger store,even asking the produce manager if they carry them. He kinda lifted his hat,and scratched his head.
"Nawp," he said,"I've heard of them,but we dont carry them yet." Ok, so that was a couple of months ago. I stuck the notion of spuds in the back fo my head with the zillion ohter things,I'd love to give my family,but constantly am on the look out for.
This past week, I facebook friended a local,Memphis,TN, green grocer store.EasyWay,where its always Fresh! Some friends from school and their family run and own the several locations. I posted on the wall inquiring about blue potato's. They too did not carry them. Dern!
I had to go to East Memphis to my neuro Dr,to get my back seen about,and had a lightbulb moment. Hmmm,Im close to Whole Foods, surely to goodness they have them there! When I walked in,I instantly knew I was out of place. Me with my heavy Carhartt coat on,and get out of my way look on my face. I went directly to the man with a smile stacking onions. I inquired about the illusive spud.
"Yes Ma'am, we carry them,but right now they are hard to get,and we dont have any right now.But you can check out the Fresh Market down the street."He smiled and went back to stacking. Looking at me as if KNOWING,I was not an East Memphis kind of girl. I have country as cornbread written all over me.
So I drove, {In VAST amounts of pain,in the cold,mind you} to the other organic market up the road.
I saw someone with a name tag,and inquired about the spuds. I saw on a display where they normally are,beside the fingerling potato's.
Side note about Fingerlings. I bought those first,b/c my Kroger did carry them. They last a while in the fridge,and hold up well in stew,are smooth and buttery in texture and would be great with anything you want to do with them.
The man at FreshMarket told me,yes they carry them,and since none were
out,he would go check with the produce manager to see if any had arrived on that days truck. Leave it to me to ask the meat man,about freaking blue taters. He came back with someone else,who told me the same story as the man at Whole Foods. They carry them,but are hard to get right now. DAM,I thought. Poor Ole Josh aint ever going to get blue taters.So I gave up for the time being. Had my nerve block on my back,and got a pain pilled wild hair up my ass to hit Korger. My unassuming friend,Melanie, got conned into going with me. She had been warned,but decied to go along anyway to push the buggy,and pick up low shelved items.
Well,LOW and BEHOLD,they had Purple potato's at my local Korger store! I did the wonkey Happy Dance right then and there. well good as I could being on pain meds the day after a back prodecure! Melanie was howling laughing at me,b/c I was so happy that I hugged her!
They came in 2lb bags,I didnt even look at the price,and I brought them home. I got a huge hug and kiss from my much appreciative husband!
So last night we decided to simply roast the new spuds to see how they ta
sted! YUM is the word. At my house,since we're poor, we eat a lot of potato's. I buy them in ten lb bags normally,esp when the brown ones are on sale for 20lbs for 2.99, I divide them up sometimes to share with friends. Anyway, so a simple roast.Josh washed them,and I cubed them, pre heated the oven to 400,and set the timer for 20 minutes.
I gave them a liberal dose of sea salt,pepper and Olive oil.
I checked them after 20 minutes and they were done,but we like a little crunch on ours. So ten more minutes later,and whaaa Laaa, taters.
I mixed up some blue cheese,sour cream,and a shot of creamy horseradish sauce for them. They are yummy. Smooth,creamy,earthy. It was worth the wait. They will be a special occasion thing around here,but Im just so glad I found them. It IS the simple things in life that can make you happy!
Plus,they look pretty in my vintage Homer Laughlin bowl!
Sunday, November 28, 2010
We're getting ready for some changes
Josh and I have been talking. We have been talking a lot about going more "off the grid". Thats the Pop-Culture term for it. For us,its more making a lifestyle choice,to be simpler. In todays society,its about keeping up with the Jones family. We are choosing not to do that,and take the road less traveled by. Socitey is about techie gadgets, big cars, and name brand clothes. The most advanced gadget we have is the lap top, my car is a mid size SUV,that only lacks a little over a year before being paid for,and the most name brand we get around here is Nine West knock off boots for me. We do buy our oldest son good tennis shoes. I spend 50 bucks on a pair of Nike's simply for the value of them. He wears them every day,and thus needs a pair that wont wear out on him very fast. The lifestyle changes we are beginning to make dont really mean living like paupers. We just want to simplify our world. We want our children to appreciate the simple things in life. To us,some of that means simply TIME with us. Time with Grandparents and family and friends. Learning how to be more self sufficient. I'm not one of those doomsdayers who thinks you have to be stocked up for an invasion of China. But I would like to know that we have the skills to take care of our own,if something like that happens.
We live in the country now. My boys have adjusted very well to the country life. Nathan misses his buddies only being a back yard away,but Caleb really knows no different. We have room for a garden,and chickens,and berry plants and fruit tree's here. We plan to use the space we have to take care of our selves better. We havent bought a hippie guru's instruction manual on going more green. We will follow our own path,and pray its best for our family. We want the simpiler life,and dont care if we are keeping up with anyone. Josh explained to me,in our talks that getting chickens,raising a garden,and things like that is a lifestyle, not a fad. He says I wont be able to pick up and go,like Ive been able to in the past. Im very happy with that. I was suprised to agree to being more of a homebody. I have already done that,since our move. We spent the weekend,recently, on a farm in KY with my dear friend Jessica and her family. They live a simplier life. One I want for my family. Granted,one weekend playing farm girl,does not make me an expert, but it did get me to thinking. What is really important in life?
We are not sure exactly what the lifestyle changes will be,just yet. But I already know how to can food,make my own laundry detergent and things like that. We plan to take it a step above that,and see what happens.As of right now,there wont be a cow to milk,or hogs to feed. But it may come down to that,eventually. I wont be using baking soda and clay to clean my teeth either. Not as long as they still sell UltraBrite at the Dollar tree. A few years ago,I made some changes that I have stuck with. like making my own jam,and fabric softener. Easy changes,that I dont feel have been forced on me. As long as making the changes we want to make dont seem like a chore,then I think some transitions will be easy. Cutting the Direct tv off in the kids rooms,however will NOT. But thats part of the plan too. We hope it will make our family closer.
Neither Josh or I are materialistic. We have some nice things,sure. but if loosing our house to foreclosure taught us anything,its that things can be replaced. You can move,and move on,but your family is what matters most. Their happiness,and our own matters more than any bricks or siding that we may call our house. As of right now,there will be no retro fitting for solar panels,but someday we sure will. Im not talking about Roughing it,we will still have water,gas,electricity and all that. Im not sure where the road will take us,but as long as it brings my family closer,then Im ready for it.
We live in the country now. My boys have adjusted very well to the country life. Nathan misses his buddies only being a back yard away,but Caleb really knows no different. We have room for a garden,and chickens,and berry plants and fruit tree's here. We plan to use the space we have to take care of our selves better. We havent bought a hippie guru's instruction manual on going more green. We will follow our own path,and pray its best for our family. We want the simpiler life,and dont care if we are keeping up with anyone. Josh explained to me,in our talks that getting chickens,raising a garden,and things like that is a lifestyle, not a fad. He says I wont be able to pick up and go,like Ive been able to in the past. Im very happy with that. I was suprised to agree to being more of a homebody. I have already done that,since our move. We spent the weekend,recently, on a farm in KY with my dear friend Jessica and her family. They live a simplier life. One I want for my family. Granted,one weekend playing farm girl,does not make me an expert, but it did get me to thinking. What is really important in life?
We are not sure exactly what the lifestyle changes will be,just yet. But I already know how to can food,make my own laundry detergent and things like that. We plan to take it a step above that,and see what happens.As of right now,there wont be a cow to milk,or hogs to feed. But it may come down to that,eventually. I wont be using baking soda and clay to clean my teeth either. Not as long as they still sell UltraBrite at the Dollar tree. A few years ago,I made some changes that I have stuck with. like making my own jam,and fabric softener. Easy changes,that I dont feel have been forced on me. As long as making the changes we want to make dont seem like a chore,then I think some transitions will be easy. Cutting the Direct tv off in the kids rooms,however will NOT. But thats part of the plan too. We hope it will make our family closer.
Neither Josh or I are materialistic. We have some nice things,sure. but if loosing our house to foreclosure taught us anything,its that things can be replaced. You can move,and move on,but your family is what matters most. Their happiness,and our own matters more than any bricks or siding that we may call our house. As of right now,there will be no retro fitting for solar panels,but someday we sure will. Im not talking about Roughing it,we will still have water,gas,electricity and all that. Im not sure where the road will take us,but as long as it brings my family closer,then Im ready for it.
Monday, October 4, 2010
Jamaica and George
So, at a recent family festival in our new hometown, Nathan and I got suckerd into buying 2 hermit crabs. My MIL in her infinate wisdom gave Nathan 20 bucks,to spend at will,but with a tip of " Look around at everything before you blow , I mean spend, your money!" Yes Ma'am. Who can fault the wisdom of a loving GrandMama,not me.
So Nathan and I strolled around the small town festival and he was drawn to various booths promising a prize if you hit the bullseye, getting to write your name on a list of how fast they clocked you chunking baseballs,and what not. I however was drawn to the cutesy dresses for my niece,and purses of various shades of color and nawgahide. Everyone needs a patented nawgahide,in teal,with flowers on it, purse,right?
So after strolling through the various booths,and eating overpriced, heartburn giving street food, he decided he wanted to go back to the Hermit Crab lady. {I'd hate to have that handle}. Her booth was the busiest in this section of tents. many kids, both happy and unhappy and bedraggled parents simply shaking their heads and handing over cash,after empty promises of "YES! I'll take care of it! SWEAR MOM!". Yeah right. Who are we kidding.
So, in order to make my son happy, I agreed that he could get the crab. But I got taken when not only did we buy a crab,we bought 2, a terarrium,a tiki hut,and sponge. The lady, a fellow Mississipian had taken me for 39.00 before it was all said and done. Hmmmm....all those, for only 3 dollars more you get more useless shit, sure to make your crab a happy crab.
As we left, I ran into one of Joshes buddies, Tido. Telling him the only thing I got at Munford Celebrate was crabs...tee hee....
We get back to my inlaws house to pick up Caleb and Nathan was more than eager to show his GM what her hard earned 20 bucks bought. Caleb seemed happy to get his prize from the festival,even though he didnt have to go. That is until his crab began to crawl on his arm and he promplty dropped him. All MIL could do was shake her head. I know she was thinking"Good Lord,Sarah, thats not what I had in mind..."She just grinned though at my beaming sons, and emphatically said, NO when Caleb asked if she wanted to play with him.
The boys named them Jamacia and George. Jamaica is from Jamaica and is Nates. George is from the Pacific and is Calebs.
So when Josh got home from work, the boys were so excited to show Daddy their new pets. Daddy,however was less than thrilled. He came out to the porch,where I grinned,and said, "What?". He said," you know how I asked you not to bring home anymore dogs without me picking it out,or at least having prior knowledge, WELL, it applies to ANY animal" I popped back with they are Crabs,not animals. He didnt think it was funny.
So rules were set, about how Caleb could sit on Nates bed and watch them when Nate is not home,but under NO circumstances was he to get the crab out of the terarrium, perched high atop Nates chest of drawers. That lasted all of 2 days. Caleb proudly brought George out to show me. Saying, Look Mom, heths so cute!" While I agree there is a cuteness about sea spiders,{as Josh calls them}, they are not to be messed with while Mom is doing laundry,cooking supper, or otherwise oblivious to what Caleb is doing. Fine and good.
Till last Thursday. Caleb brought George out to me while I was drinking coffee and head in some Korean War Memoir {The Coldest War, by James Brady} anyway. I put him back where he goes and popped Calebs booty once and moved the kitchen stool back to the kitchen.
As Caleb and I went about our day, I thought nothing of it, that is until Nathan got home from school and a roar, from my somewhat small almost ten year old errupted! then the words, I shall not soon forget, "Mom! where is George?!?"
"In the cage where I put him a few hrs ago!" I roared back {Josh hates it when we holler across the house, but hey,he wasn't home!}
"OH NO HES NOT!" was the louder reply!
SHIT! "Caleb, where is George?"
Caleb," hes under the sea with the other crabs!"
More shit, how am I gonna explain this to Josh, he who likes animals of his choosing and merely tolerates the ones he works to feed!
Its just about the time for Josh to call,as hes headed home from work. So mid bedlam of searching and tearing up my boys already in constant state of trashing, I had to "be cool" and aloof,and "be safe on your way home,honey,and I love you too's" then chaos recommenced as we futily looked for a tan crab in 2 beige carpeted rooms! Shit!
So after half an hr we all gave up, and I swore the boys NOT To tell Daddy. I dont like keeping secrets from Josh,so I dont. I tell too much,he says. So I thought this time his words, of"honey, I dont need to know EVERYTHING," would apply.
So the next day we looked, and no George. So I decided after Josh and Cousin Allen drank the better part of a bottle of burbon, was the BEST time to tell him about the loose crustation in our house! Not my finest hr,to be sure. Needless to say, He went a lil nuts. In a funny way. He lifted the couch with one hand,and low and behold a shell was under there. {Doesnt everyone have sea shells under their couches?} turns out, it was not George, but the said shell can be used later when either grows out of their current abodes. He was ready to tear the house up, but I made him not do that, and that my Mama,who was coming on Sunday would help us find "Po Ole George," the ferral hermit crab.
Mama helped to look for the few days she was here, but no avail. We all kind of decided that we would not find George till he began stinking up the place. Oh joy, and here we are renting!
Well, wonders never cease! Friday afternoon, Caleb comes running out on the porch with a medium size shell in his hand! happily jumping up and down that he had not only FOUND George,but that he was alive! I took the, assumed to be dead, crustation from Caleb's hopeful hands and noticed the dust on him. I shook my head and told Caleb that while I was happy he found him, that Po Ole George was dead! He looked at me very puzzled and said, "Nu Uh Mom, he was crawling across the wiving room floor!" I thought, this can not be.
So I took George and put him in the crab swimming pool {the one you have to put BOTTLED water in} and sure enough, Geroge came right out of his shell and even I could tell that he was hosing up that water, like BP has tried to do with the oil, with all his crabby mite!
Moral of the story is: When you feel yourself thinking, "AWE! Hermit crabs are so cute, the kids will have hrs of fun with them" THEY WONT! JUST WALK AWAY!
And if you cave and buy them, they can survive on dust in your house and apple peelings your 3 year old leaves around incase he wants a midnight snack!
So Nathan and I strolled around the small town festival and he was drawn to various booths promising a prize if you hit the bullseye, getting to write your name on a list of how fast they clocked you chunking baseballs,and what not. I however was drawn to the cutesy dresses for my niece,and purses of various shades of color and nawgahide. Everyone needs a patented nawgahide,in teal,with flowers on it, purse,right?
So after strolling through the various booths,and eating overpriced, heartburn giving street food, he decided he wanted to go back to the Hermit Crab lady. {I'd hate to have that handle}. Her booth was the busiest in this section of tents. many kids, both happy and unhappy and bedraggled parents simply shaking their heads and handing over cash,after empty promises of "YES! I'll take care of it! SWEAR MOM!". Yeah right. Who are we kidding.
So, in order to make my son happy, I agreed that he could get the crab. But I got taken when not only did we buy a crab,we bought 2, a terarrium,a tiki hut,and sponge. The lady, a fellow Mississipian had taken me for 39.00 before it was all said and done. Hmmmm....all those, for only 3 dollars more you get more useless shit, sure to make your crab a happy crab.
As we left, I ran into one of Joshes buddies, Tido. Telling him the only thing I got at Munford Celebrate was crabs...tee hee....
We get back to my inlaws house to pick up Caleb and Nathan was more than eager to show his GM what her hard earned 20 bucks bought. Caleb seemed happy to get his prize from the festival,even though he didnt have to go. That is until his crab began to crawl on his arm and he promplty dropped him. All MIL could do was shake her head. I know she was thinking"Good Lord,Sarah, thats not what I had in mind..."She just grinned though at my beaming sons, and emphatically said, NO when Caleb asked if she wanted to play with him.
The boys named them Jamacia and George. Jamaica is from Jamaica and is Nates. George is from the Pacific and is Calebs.
So when Josh got home from work, the boys were so excited to show Daddy their new pets. Daddy,however was less than thrilled. He came out to the porch,where I grinned,and said, "What?". He said," you know how I asked you not to bring home anymore dogs without me picking it out,or at least having prior knowledge, WELL, it applies to ANY animal" I popped back with they are Crabs,not animals. He didnt think it was funny.
So rules were set, about how Caleb could sit on Nates bed and watch them when Nate is not home,but under NO circumstances was he to get the crab out of the terarrium, perched high atop Nates chest of drawers. That lasted all of 2 days. Caleb proudly brought George out to show me. Saying, Look Mom, heths so cute!" While I agree there is a cuteness about sea spiders,{as Josh calls them}, they are not to be messed with while Mom is doing laundry,cooking supper, or otherwise oblivious to what Caleb is doing. Fine and good.
Till last Thursday. Caleb brought George out to me while I was drinking coffee and head in some Korean War Memoir {The Coldest War, by James Brady} anyway. I put him back where he goes and popped Calebs booty once and moved the kitchen stool back to the kitchen.
As Caleb and I went about our day, I thought nothing of it, that is until Nathan got home from school and a roar, from my somewhat small almost ten year old errupted! then the words, I shall not soon forget, "Mom! where is George?!?"
"In the cage where I put him a few hrs ago!" I roared back {Josh hates it when we holler across the house, but hey,he wasn't home!}
"OH NO HES NOT!" was the louder reply!
SHIT! "Caleb, where is George?"
Caleb," hes under the sea with the other crabs!"
More shit, how am I gonna explain this to Josh, he who likes animals of his choosing and merely tolerates the ones he works to feed!
Its just about the time for Josh to call,as hes headed home from work. So mid bedlam of searching and tearing up my boys already in constant state of trashing, I had to "be cool" and aloof,and "be safe on your way home,honey,and I love you too's" then chaos recommenced as we futily looked for a tan crab in 2 beige carpeted rooms! Shit!
So after half an hr we all gave up, and I swore the boys NOT To tell Daddy. I dont like keeping secrets from Josh,so I dont. I tell too much,he says. So I thought this time his words, of"honey, I dont need to know EVERYTHING," would apply.
So the next day we looked, and no George. So I decided after Josh and Cousin Allen drank the better part of a bottle of burbon, was the BEST time to tell him about the loose crustation in our house! Not my finest hr,to be sure. Needless to say, He went a lil nuts. In a funny way. He lifted the couch with one hand,and low and behold a shell was under there. {Doesnt everyone have sea shells under their couches?} turns out, it was not George, but the said shell can be used later when either grows out of their current abodes. He was ready to tear the house up, but I made him not do that, and that my Mama,who was coming on Sunday would help us find "Po Ole George," the ferral hermit crab.
Mama helped to look for the few days she was here, but no avail. We all kind of decided that we would not find George till he began stinking up the place. Oh joy, and here we are renting!
Well, wonders never cease! Friday afternoon, Caleb comes running out on the porch with a medium size shell in his hand! happily jumping up and down that he had not only FOUND George,but that he was alive! I took the, assumed to be dead, crustation from Caleb's hopeful hands and noticed the dust on him. I shook my head and told Caleb that while I was happy he found him, that Po Ole George was dead! He looked at me very puzzled and said, "Nu Uh Mom, he was crawling across the wiving room floor!" I thought, this can not be.
So I took George and put him in the crab swimming pool {the one you have to put BOTTLED water in} and sure enough, Geroge came right out of his shell and even I could tell that he was hosing up that water, like BP has tried to do with the oil, with all his crabby mite!
Moral of the story is: When you feel yourself thinking, "AWE! Hermit crabs are so cute, the kids will have hrs of fun with them" THEY WONT! JUST WALK AWAY!
And if you cave and buy them, they can survive on dust in your house and apple peelings your 3 year old leaves around incase he wants a midnight snack!
Friday, June 11, 2010
Next year I BUY the cake!
So ,in a moment, Oh so sweet with Caleb,he asked for a racecar cake for his birthday! Ahhh, I thought, a way for this would be frugal Suzy F. Homemaker,to shine! No 3 year old of mine will have a store bought cake! my first stop was Walmart.com to look for a cake pan. 12.00 OMG! Next stop on the world wide web was ebay. Gotta love those Buy It Now prices. I picked up a shiny new 1997 edition Wilton cake pan for 4.99 plus only 5 for shipping. Plus 99c for a ckae mix 2.99 x 2 for spray icing,and 4.99 for colored writting icing,and honey we were in business,let me tell you! {Dont do the math NOW, I'll suprise you at the end}
So today, the day before the small gathering of ppl in our new home to celebrate the birth of our lil Monkey, I decide, wooo hooo, time to make the cake. I did my due dilagence {sic},and googled the Wilton site for cake decorating tips. I read and re-read the instructions. yes,they have info on how to decorate a cake for a pan made in 1997. Just FYI,yall.
Got out my Pampered Chef mixing bowl and Joshes GM's hand mixer and make a chocolate cake I did. I evened it out in the pan and into the oven,Im still getting used to, it went. 25 minutes later the buzzer went off. I timed it, taking No chances on burning my baby boys cake! Not done. I noticed one side looked a lil more full too. Oh well, I thought, it will even out. Um No. 35minutes in and the cake is done. I set it out to cool. I had not only used REAL shortening to grease up the pan,but flour too. Domestic Godess, YES I AM,I thought. Got time to flip the cake onto my platter. My MIL had given me JUST the right large size platter for this bohemouth of a cake! I had lined it with foil,shinny side up. Better to show off my masterpiece, I thought....THEN. When the flip occured is when I really noticed the cakes lopsidedness. Oh well, I thought, its the top of it,and I can prop it up with icing...
I used good ole store bought cream cheese icing of the generic variety. I think that was my first mistake. Yes! Ill blame it on the dam icing itself, not my own ineptness.
Time to deocrate. Per Wilton's instructions, I made some grey with the icing I had fluffed up with the mixer,and the spray can of goo,made by Betty Crocker. Think easy cheese,yall.but icing. came with handy dandy tips too. How worthless they will become,let me tell you!
So I ice the sides,per Mr.Wilton's instructions. I made lil grey windows in the car,I iced the rest of the cake. On "Wonderful Wedding cakes" or whatever the hell that show is, they always "crumb coat" the cake. Hah, I am decorating genious...that was until my windows began to look like storm clouds...OH well, I can outline them later and fill it in...Yes, eat your heart out Walmart Bakery,Mama is on a mission tonight!
I used the spray can to make what I intended to be curt stars for the checkered flag that borders the racecar. Um NO! Came out in a steady stream of icing. Youd think with all my stoner days behind me of easy cheese eating competitions,Id be a pro at this sort of thing. Nope! Ok, fine and good. I make yet more outlines on the car itself. Came out looking like that Johnny Cash song car, yall know the one Im talking about, 59,61,64,69,71 auto-MO-bile. Have no clue what the car brand or make or anything like that is. Im a girl, i have breast,I dont NEED to know that. Hmmm, now for the color of the body, I reach for my I thought was red can of spray icing. Ever motivated Im doing whats best for Caleb making him a homemade cake. I'll be damned if the red does not come out WHITE! WHAT? Its supposed to be RED,I thought,so I can make it like Lightening Maqueen. Um No. So hmmmm, I KNOW, FOOD COLORING!!! Bright blue,right into the 1/2 c measuring cup,Id just made the black in. Haha Black and blue. Needless to say I splashed NEON Blue food coloring on me,the floor,and the counter top. Had it been the tile of our old house,I'd have worried about it later, but we're renting and its Pergo floors, had to get up the blue splash really fast! yay, a rag and dawn,and its gone...myself I'll get to later. {Im a horribly messy cook!} So gobs of this blue concotion went onto the "crumb coat" of the cake in various places I had outlined. Hmmm,getting to the hood of the car,I realized I'd cut the front off too short, on goes more black spray icing. It was beginning to putter out by then. Kinda like Easy cheese when you still have the munchies! So I gobbed on enough to cover up my grey mess I made on the front.
Next came the white icing. I paid 2.99 for that stuff,I intended to use it,dernit. So I put on a cool tip and sprayed the checkered flags in. looks good,but has no edge. Waaaa laaa,my sons labor of love was done! Um NO! It needed to be colored in various places,and not in blue,so I added some lime green to what was left of one tub of best choice icing,and waaa laaa, green "accent" colors. At least Im going with a theme here...NEON. as if this horribly decorated cake needs anymore attention...So I smear the green around the sides I had crumb coated as well. there now, I thought! Wont ppl oooohhh and ahhhh. Um No! It still needed something else. I guess Ill never learn. So I added a big ole white 3 in 3 layers smack dab in the center of the cake. cant blame a Mama for trying can you?
Yall its awful! looks like a big ole neon freaking mess. if we had any extra money Id just go to Kroger in the morning and buy that baby a cake with race cars on it. I think from now on Im gonna let the professionals do it,and stick to just feeding ppl. So basically what Im saying is, you will be fed well,but it may not be pretty. And some day Caleb is gonna look back and go "thanks Mama". or at least I hope so. But it will more likely be "Mama, what n the hell was that about?" lol.and it was NOT frugal to make this cake. Its only frugal if you use a cake pan you already have,and a cheap mix and make cup cakes!
So today, the day before the small gathering of ppl in our new home to celebrate the birth of our lil Monkey, I decide, wooo hooo, time to make the cake. I did my due dilagence {sic},and googled the Wilton site for cake decorating tips. I read and re-read the instructions. yes,they have info on how to decorate a cake for a pan made in 1997. Just FYI,yall.
Got out my Pampered Chef mixing bowl and Joshes GM's hand mixer and make a chocolate cake I did. I evened it out in the pan and into the oven,Im still getting used to, it went. 25 minutes later the buzzer went off. I timed it, taking No chances on burning my baby boys cake! Not done. I noticed one side looked a lil more full too. Oh well, I thought, it will even out. Um No. 35minutes in and the cake is done. I set it out to cool. I had not only used REAL shortening to grease up the pan,but flour too. Domestic Godess, YES I AM,I thought. Got time to flip the cake onto my platter. My MIL had given me JUST the right large size platter for this bohemouth of a cake! I had lined it with foil,shinny side up. Better to show off my masterpiece, I thought....THEN. When the flip occured is when I really noticed the cakes lopsidedness. Oh well, I thought, its the top of it,and I can prop it up with icing...
I used good ole store bought cream cheese icing of the generic variety. I think that was my first mistake. Yes! Ill blame it on the dam icing itself, not my own ineptness.
Time to deocrate. Per Wilton's instructions, I made some grey with the icing I had fluffed up with the mixer,and the spray can of goo,made by Betty Crocker. Think easy cheese,yall.but icing. came with handy dandy tips too. How worthless they will become,let me tell you!
So I ice the sides,per Mr.Wilton's instructions. I made lil grey windows in the car,I iced the rest of the cake. On "Wonderful Wedding cakes" or whatever the hell that show is, they always "crumb coat" the cake. Hah, I am decorating genious...that was until my windows began to look like storm clouds...OH well, I can outline them later and fill it in...Yes, eat your heart out Walmart Bakery,Mama is on a mission tonight!
I used the spray can to make what I intended to be curt stars for the checkered flag that borders the racecar. Um NO! Came out in a steady stream of icing. Youd think with all my stoner days behind me of easy cheese eating competitions,Id be a pro at this sort of thing. Nope! Ok, fine and good. I make yet more outlines on the car itself. Came out looking like that Johnny Cash song car, yall know the one Im talking about, 59,61,64,69,71 auto-MO-bile. Have no clue what the car brand or make or anything like that is. Im a girl, i have breast,I dont NEED to know that. Hmmm, now for the color of the body, I reach for my I thought was red can of spray icing. Ever motivated Im doing whats best for Caleb making him a homemade cake. I'll be damned if the red does not come out WHITE! WHAT? Its supposed to be RED,I thought,so I can make it like Lightening Maqueen. Um No. So hmmmm, I KNOW, FOOD COLORING!!! Bright blue,right into the 1/2 c measuring cup,Id just made the black in. Haha Black and blue. Needless to say I splashed NEON Blue food coloring on me,the floor,and the counter top. Had it been the tile of our old house,I'd have worried about it later, but we're renting and its Pergo floors, had to get up the blue splash really fast! yay, a rag and dawn,and its gone...myself I'll get to later. {Im a horribly messy cook!} So gobs of this blue concotion went onto the "crumb coat" of the cake in various places I had outlined. Hmmm,getting to the hood of the car,I realized I'd cut the front off too short, on goes more black spray icing. It was beginning to putter out by then. Kinda like Easy cheese when you still have the munchies! So I gobbed on enough to cover up my grey mess I made on the front.
Next came the white icing. I paid 2.99 for that stuff,I intended to use it,dernit. So I put on a cool tip and sprayed the checkered flags in. looks good,but has no edge. Waaaa laaa,my sons labor of love was done! Um NO! It needed to be colored in various places,and not in blue,so I added some lime green to what was left of one tub of best choice icing,and waaa laaa, green "accent" colors. At least Im going with a theme here...NEON. as if this horribly decorated cake needs anymore attention...So I smear the green around the sides I had crumb coated as well. there now, I thought! Wont ppl oooohhh and ahhhh. Um No! It still needed something else. I guess Ill never learn. So I added a big ole white 3 in 3 layers smack dab in the center of the cake. cant blame a Mama for trying can you?
Yall its awful! looks like a big ole neon freaking mess. if we had any extra money Id just go to Kroger in the morning and buy that baby a cake with race cars on it. I think from now on Im gonna let the professionals do it,and stick to just feeding ppl. So basically what Im saying is, you will be fed well,but it may not be pretty. And some day Caleb is gonna look back and go "thanks Mama". or at least I hope so. But it will more likely be "Mama, what n the hell was that about?" lol.and it was NOT frugal to make this cake. Its only frugal if you use a cake pan you already have,and a cheap mix and make cup cakes!
Edited to say: The small gathering went off as planned. the house was clean and nice,and smelled of sugared lime candle. Caleb loved his cake, which not to brag,was pretty tasty too, clean fun was had by all,and cake was enjoyed too. Even lil Jackson,who at his own party wanted nothing of cake,ate it. His mama,Becky,Learned it was an icing thing, not a cake thing. :)
Saturday, March 6, 2010
I hate Vouge!
Josh works in the printing industry, so last year I bought a few subscriptions to magazines! Good Housekeeping, COuntry Living,and Vouge. With Vouge I wanted to keep up with fashion and the like,and I knew there were some great articles written by good writters in there as well.
Well, Im NOT the targeted demographic,Ive learned this year! And they wont take No for an answer...Sarah, the snail and emails say, click here to renew your subcription! UM NO! I guess the reason I hate it is b/c I dont understand it! I thought when I paid for it,that Ok, this will let me keep up with trends so Im not always looking like a frumpy housewife, and read about actresses who are back on the wagon, stuff like that. Well, there are stories like that, and fashion pictures to be sure. BUT what the HELL kinds of fashions are they? And WHY do the models look like theyve been eating green persimons? to me I would NOT want to buy a dress that some stick who's straving is wearing MUCH less pay 3 grand for some skimpy fabric that wont cover ONE of my ham hock thighs! You may be reading this and think, Oh shes just jealous! Oh hell no Im not. Real women dont look like that. If I walked out of my bedroom with my hiar all frizzed out, like Id dropped my hair dryer intot he tub with it ON,black eye shadow, some half a lacey table cloth and shoes that look like something only freaky dominatrix would wear Josh would hit the roof! Esp if I told him "tha Look" only cost 6 grand and it takes me 2 hrs to look that bad! Maybe its my Nat Light budget that holding me back, but really its b/c that stuff does not matter to me. Im for the wealthy buying with in their means, and I Do NOT begrudge them wealth at all. But still, I think there are better things you can spend your money on! Like for 2 6 grand outfits you can pay cash for a car! Albeit an Aveo, but a car just the same. I dont see clothes as an investment. Shoes, on the other hand yes, a few, ok,several pairs of classic shoes will last years. Some flimsy blouse thats the size of my cloth napkins aint worth it to me.
Like I said, I guess Im just the wrong demographic for the magazine. But I know its reverred by many.Like a monthly fashion Bible so to speak! I have NOTHING against fashion. Cato has some cute stuff,and J.C. Penny. The movie Sweet Home Alabama comes to mind. That scene where Melanie and Lurlette meet up at the juke joint for the first time in 7 years. L compliments Mel on her top, and she tells her she designed it herself. L tells Mel that her husband would kill her if she spent 30 bucks on a top and if she knows Jacklyn Smith! thats MY kind of ppl! I like to clean up for a white girl, buy a new top,and wear some cute heels. But my jeans and top will be from a clearance rack from somewhere, or GASP Goodwill. The rage is on about vintage! Shop at Thrift stores the articles have said, well, Hell, I guess Im ahead of the curve,b/c Ive been doing that for years, Thank you very much.
I think that Vogue sends the wrong message out to women! You HAVE to have this bag,dress,shoes or bracelet! Um NO! I can give you the Look for less at your local Good will store any day. Maybe Im just confused is all. Like, is the magazine for real? Or is it just window shopping for most of us who can't afford to spend the prices posted in the pissed off looking pictures. I think its some sort of phycological thing to keep we fat women feeling like shit b/c we're poor and fat! But stand up my sisters! Wear your Walmart,your Payless,and tote those Goodwill bags!!! Be proud of that!!! and think, Hahaha, you moron's. I just put 20 bucks on my body but feel like a million!!!
Well, Im NOT the targeted demographic,Ive learned this year! And they wont take No for an answer...Sarah, the snail and emails say, click here to renew your subcription! UM NO! I guess the reason I hate it is b/c I dont understand it! I thought when I paid for it,that Ok, this will let me keep up with trends so Im not always looking like a frumpy housewife, and read about actresses who are back on the wagon, stuff like that. Well, there are stories like that, and fashion pictures to be sure. BUT what the HELL kinds of fashions are they? And WHY do the models look like theyve been eating green persimons? to me I would NOT want to buy a dress that some stick who's straving is wearing MUCH less pay 3 grand for some skimpy fabric that wont cover ONE of my ham hock thighs! You may be reading this and think, Oh shes just jealous! Oh hell no Im not. Real women dont look like that. If I walked out of my bedroom with my hiar all frizzed out, like Id dropped my hair dryer intot he tub with it ON,black eye shadow, some half a lacey table cloth and shoes that look like something only freaky dominatrix would wear Josh would hit the roof! Esp if I told him "tha Look" only cost 6 grand and it takes me 2 hrs to look that bad! Maybe its my Nat Light budget that holding me back, but really its b/c that stuff does not matter to me. Im for the wealthy buying with in their means, and I Do NOT begrudge them wealth at all. But still, I think there are better things you can spend your money on! Like for 2 6 grand outfits you can pay cash for a car! Albeit an Aveo, but a car just the same. I dont see clothes as an investment. Shoes, on the other hand yes, a few, ok,several pairs of classic shoes will last years. Some flimsy blouse thats the size of my cloth napkins aint worth it to me.
Like I said, I guess Im just the wrong demographic for the magazine. But I know its reverred by many.Like a monthly fashion Bible so to speak! I have NOTHING against fashion. Cato has some cute stuff,and J.C. Penny. The movie Sweet Home Alabama comes to mind. That scene where Melanie and Lurlette meet up at the juke joint for the first time in 7 years. L compliments Mel on her top, and she tells her she designed it herself. L tells Mel that her husband would kill her if she spent 30 bucks on a top and if she knows Jacklyn Smith! thats MY kind of ppl! I like to clean up for a white girl, buy a new top,and wear some cute heels. But my jeans and top will be from a clearance rack from somewhere, or GASP Goodwill. The rage is on about vintage! Shop at Thrift stores the articles have said, well, Hell, I guess Im ahead of the curve,b/c Ive been doing that for years, Thank you very much.
I think that Vogue sends the wrong message out to women! You HAVE to have this bag,dress,shoes or bracelet! Um NO! I can give you the Look for less at your local Good will store any day. Maybe Im just confused is all. Like, is the magazine for real? Or is it just window shopping for most of us who can't afford to spend the prices posted in the pissed off looking pictures. I think its some sort of phycological thing to keep we fat women feeling like shit b/c we're poor and fat! But stand up my sisters! Wear your Walmart,your Payless,and tote those Goodwill bags!!! Be proud of that!!! and think, Hahaha, you moron's. I just put 20 bucks on my body but feel like a million!!!
Friday, February 26, 2010
Bra's,War Paint,and Old Curling Iron's
Good Morning,
Yesterday I had to visit the "female Dr." to get violated. Well before I went, I was searching my house top to bottom for my bra! Couldn't find the dam thing anywhere. It was the last place I looked to be sure, and that place was on the shelf in my closet. You can see how often I dont wear it. I have one "good" bra. A nice virginal beige one. Does not get me too much action with Josh. But that would be heading into the TMI dept. Anyway. Since im home all the time,I hardly wear it. I let my mudflaps sag. Im sure I will regret it later in life,much like I do ALL of my 7th grade fashions. Anyway, I wear a sports bra most of the time. Those good ole Walamart specials,that come in 3 packs for like ten bucks. Those get lost too.
So since yesterday's visit was not something I was looking forward to, I decided to not only put a bra on,but makeup,also known as War Paint, as well. Gasp,I know. 2 in one day! I recently bought some new foundation at Clinique. The only reason I bought it was for the cute bag and free gift of blush,lipstick,eye stuff,and mascara. wooohooo.Its a cream to powder stuff that gives me coverage with only one product. Love those double duty products!!! So I slapped on some war paint. I batted my eyes at Josh and off I went. Violated, in and out,so good for that.
Soon as I got home I came in I told Josh he was taking me to supper. Didnt want to waste wearing BOTH a bra and makeup!
We went to our local Applebee's and needless to say it was a bad experience and we will never go back there. Josh wanted biscuits and gravy,so I guess this morning,I will have to whop open the can of Grands and make my man some food!
Well, this morning Caleb decided 3 am was the PERFECT time to commence to banging on our door and wanting his Mommy. He'd fallen asleep at 7:30 clothes and all. The good parents that we are,we left him where he fell out,on his bedroom floor. So I changed him,and put on some jammies for him. He wanted to sleep on our floor. I tried to give him one of my pillows and blankets, but um No! He wanted his! So back to his room I went and got his bedding. Blah. He went back sound asleep in no less than 5 minutes. Lucky kid! I sneezed so I knew I was awake. Shit I thought, Im gonna have to be swillin coffee bout 3pm. So Im drinking coffee with sugar instead of splenda in it this morning.
So bout 5:30 after I had FB and CC'ed I got bored. Oh sure theres laundry to fold and I could have ran the Dishwasher.Whoops, forgot.So I thought Hmmmm, I wonder if my 15 year old curling iron still works. Welp, It DOES! I rolled my hair in an attempt to fluff it up like the 40's or 50's style. Seems to still be able to curl my hair! Its now teased on top of my head! I slapped on some more war paint at 5 am in order to take a retro Glamazon picture. Um No. didnt work. Apparently when you dont get too much sleep no matter how much war paint you put on,you cant look too purdy! Lesson Learned!
Yesterday I had to visit the "female Dr." to get violated. Well before I went, I was searching my house top to bottom for my bra! Couldn't find the dam thing anywhere. It was the last place I looked to be sure, and that place was on the shelf in my closet. You can see how often I dont wear it. I have one "good" bra. A nice virginal beige one. Does not get me too much action with Josh. But that would be heading into the TMI dept. Anyway. Since im home all the time,I hardly wear it. I let my mudflaps sag. Im sure I will regret it later in life,much like I do ALL of my 7th grade fashions. Anyway, I wear a sports bra most of the time. Those good ole Walamart specials,that come in 3 packs for like ten bucks. Those get lost too.
So since yesterday's visit was not something I was looking forward to, I decided to not only put a bra on,but makeup,also known as War Paint, as well. Gasp,I know. 2 in one day! I recently bought some new foundation at Clinique. The only reason I bought it was for the cute bag and free gift of blush,lipstick,eye stuff,and mascara. wooohooo.Its a cream to powder stuff that gives me coverage with only one product. Love those double duty products!!! So I slapped on some war paint. I batted my eyes at Josh and off I went. Violated, in and out,so good for that.
Soon as I got home I came in I told Josh he was taking me to supper. Didnt want to waste wearing BOTH a bra and makeup!
We went to our local Applebee's and needless to say it was a bad experience and we will never go back there. Josh wanted biscuits and gravy,so I guess this morning,I will have to whop open the can of Grands and make my man some food!
Well, this morning Caleb decided 3 am was the PERFECT time to commence to banging on our door and wanting his Mommy. He'd fallen asleep at 7:30 clothes and all. The good parents that we are,we left him where he fell out,on his bedroom floor. So I changed him,and put on some jammies for him. He wanted to sleep on our floor. I tried to give him one of my pillows and blankets, but um No! He wanted his! So back to his room I went and got his bedding. Blah. He went back sound asleep in no less than 5 minutes. Lucky kid! I sneezed so I knew I was awake. Shit I thought, Im gonna have to be swillin coffee bout 3pm. So Im drinking coffee with sugar instead of splenda in it this morning.
So bout 5:30 after I had FB and CC'ed I got bored. Oh sure theres laundry to fold and I could have ran the Dishwasher.Whoops, forgot.So I thought Hmmmm, I wonder if my 15 year old curling iron still works. Welp, It DOES! I rolled my hair in an attempt to fluff it up like the 40's or 50's style. Seems to still be able to curl my hair! Its now teased on top of my head! I slapped on some more war paint at 5 am in order to take a retro Glamazon picture. Um No. didnt work. Apparently when you dont get too much sleep no matter how much war paint you put on,you cant look too purdy! Lesson Learned!
Sunday, January 31, 2010
Friday, January 29, 2010
Winter Mess Jan 2010
So this morning I looked outside and guess what, the weather men out of Memphis,and several weather sites,were actually CORRECT! Theyre predicitng snow later today too.Right now its just ice and sleet,and minimal at that. But looking over the radar over in Arkansas,its going to hit us here. What the weather men cant tell us,{and really the dont KNOW!} is HOW much of this crap will accumulate. The schools are closed,DUH,and daycares and the like.
BUT, this year instead of taking diet pills in winter weather, we are preparing to move from our current house. We're a product of the poor economy and are trying to sell our house before they want it back.I'll bitch about that later.
But right now my house is in total chaos! there are boxes all over,painting gear and 2 5 gallon buckets of paint, well one is Kilz. there is still some painting to do, but we aint crazy enough to paint in weather like this. Blessedly the weather has been fair,so the paint has dried.
We had a trashing party over the weekend. My enighbor came over and we got rid of all that crap that accumulates in your house. So theres not that to battle. Its really made moving furniture and the little bit of packing we've done already MUCH easier. But still. Josh ahs to work tonight and Im not sure how to keep the kids quiet during this mess.I dont think theyd take to kind to Mama packing up toys when they need them the most. The wii is already moved,so Nate will be bored,and Caleb is already being a grumpy 2 year old.
While I thought the weathermen were full of it this time, I aint crazy,so I did stock up on basic neccesities. Like toilet paper,coffee,fruit snacks and bought a carton of smokes! I wont be caught unawares like I did one time last year!
The first flakes are beginning to fall as I write this,and its still sleeting too. I have a back up plan for survival in this too. XANAX!!!
BUT, this year instead of taking diet pills in winter weather, we are preparing to move from our current house. We're a product of the poor economy and are trying to sell our house before they want it back.I'll bitch about that later.
But right now my house is in total chaos! there are boxes all over,painting gear and 2 5 gallon buckets of paint, well one is Kilz. there is still some painting to do, but we aint crazy enough to paint in weather like this. Blessedly the weather has been fair,so the paint has dried.
We had a trashing party over the weekend. My enighbor came over and we got rid of all that crap that accumulates in your house. So theres not that to battle. Its really made moving furniture and the little bit of packing we've done already MUCH easier. But still. Josh ahs to work tonight and Im not sure how to keep the kids quiet during this mess.I dont think theyd take to kind to Mama packing up toys when they need them the most. The wii is already moved,so Nate will be bored,and Caleb is already being a grumpy 2 year old.
While I thought the weathermen were full of it this time, I aint crazy,so I did stock up on basic neccesities. Like toilet paper,coffee,fruit snacks and bought a carton of smokes! I wont be caught unawares like I did one time last year!
The first flakes are beginning to fall as I write this,and its still sleeting too. I have a back up plan for survival in this too. XANAX!!!
Wednesday, January 6, 2010
The Family Pizza taste test.
For My friends, Michelle and Shelley
This evening the boys and I made Pizza's for supper. I let them help some in the kitchen,but mainly I get to anal and just tell them to move. Im working on being a super mom,lol.So its starting with me TRYING to be more paitent. Working just fine since school started back...Anyway. So Pillsbury has these new Cresent sheets. Great for me and my breakfast casserole. Josh,ever the hunter gatherer man brouht home 3 cans the other night.Proud of his find! Me too. so,since we normally have pizza on Friday round here,I decided to change it up a bit. Im walking on the wild side I know. I have 2 friends Ive met on my Cruise Site. They will be on the group cruise in July. One is from Long Island, the other from Chicago. You can imagine the banter back and forth between them! I personally have Never been to NYC or CHI. so I dont know WHAT kind I prefer. I lean more towards the Chicago style b/c I like hot,heavy,gooey saucy pizza,and a thick crust. HOWEVER, I like the crispiness of a fire roasted bottom and a lil crunch with the softness of a NY style. But they NEVER have enough sauce for me. So, tonight with the same ingredients we made our TN version of both pizza's.
We used.
on each pizza
1 can cresent sheets
Great Value pizza sauce
GV Mozzerella Cheese,
Hormel Pepperoni {Nate and I are trying to be better epicurians}
grated Parm cheese
On one pan we made it like a thin crust pizza. I patted out the crust and par baked it for 10 minutes on 375. Then on the toppings went. I let the boys do this. So there is a semi layer of pepperoni,nother layer of cheese,and more pepperoni, and parm cheese. The kids had fun! It was cool standing there,trying not to control everything too. I just let it flow. how ever they wanted it done, aside from Caleb piling up 7 on one spot. I didnt even get onto them for eating the pepperoni as they were putting them on the crust. It was a pure wonderful moment,even though it was breif. Baked it at 400 for about 10 minutes. Nate was impressed at how FAST it cooked.
The second one is still in the oven now. We did that one a wee different. I put the crust in a round cake pan and did not par bake it. On the oven I lowered the heat to 350. We fitted the crust around the pan, then Nate layered pepperoni in the bottom. then on went slices of Mozzerella and another layer of the same thing. then the sauce went on top of that and a generous sprinkle, ok dousing of parm cheese.
So Now....supper is here in a bit and we shall see which one we all like best....
And the hands down winner is The TN NYC style. even I preffered it better. way less salty than the pan style one.
But as always the debate still goes on and on!!!
This evening the boys and I made Pizza's for supper. I let them help some in the kitchen,but mainly I get to anal and just tell them to move. Im working on being a super mom,lol.So its starting with me TRYING to be more paitent. Working just fine since school started back...Anyway. So Pillsbury has these new Cresent sheets. Great for me and my breakfast casserole. Josh,ever the hunter gatherer man brouht home 3 cans the other night.Proud of his find! Me too. so,since we normally have pizza on Friday round here,I decided to change it up a bit. Im walking on the wild side I know. I have 2 friends Ive met on my Cruise Site. They will be on the group cruise in July. One is from Long Island, the other from Chicago. You can imagine the banter back and forth between them! I personally have Never been to NYC or CHI. so I dont know WHAT kind I prefer. I lean more towards the Chicago style b/c I like hot,heavy,gooey saucy pizza,and a thick crust. HOWEVER, I like the crispiness of a fire roasted bottom and a lil crunch with the softness of a NY style. But they NEVER have enough sauce for me. So, tonight with the same ingredients we made our TN version of both pizza's.
We used.
on each pizza
1 can cresent sheets
Great Value pizza sauce
GV Mozzerella Cheese,
Hormel Pepperoni {Nate and I are trying to be better epicurians}
grated Parm cheese
On one pan we made it like a thin crust pizza. I patted out the crust and par baked it for 10 minutes on 375. Then on the toppings went. I let the boys do this. So there is a semi layer of pepperoni,nother layer of cheese,and more pepperoni, and parm cheese. The kids had fun! It was cool standing there,trying not to control everything too. I just let it flow. how ever they wanted it done, aside from Caleb piling up 7 on one spot. I didnt even get onto them for eating the pepperoni as they were putting them on the crust. It was a pure wonderful moment,even though it was breif. Baked it at 400 for about 10 minutes. Nate was impressed at how FAST it cooked.
The second one is still in the oven now. We did that one a wee different. I put the crust in a round cake pan and did not par bake it. On the oven I lowered the heat to 350. We fitted the crust around the pan, then Nate layered pepperoni in the bottom. then on went slices of Mozzerella and another layer of the same thing. then the sauce went on top of that and a generous sprinkle, ok dousing of parm cheese.
So Now....supper is here in a bit and we shall see which one we all like best....
And the hands down winner is The TN NYC style. even I preffered it better. way less salty than the pan style one.
But as always the debate still goes on and on!!!
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Today You'd think I was nesting
Yesterday I was flat out BLAH! watched movies,and just slugged around. Today I knew I had things to do. I need to get registered for Spring Classes at school, go to the eye dr. and pick up a loaf of bread,some milk and dog food.
On the bread,milk and dog food note, NOAA is calling for 100% chance of snow tomorrow night and all day on Thursday. The weather forecasters have been way off the mark for my area this year. We have not had any snow, thank GOD. But this time they say we will get up to 3 inches Wed. night and Thurs. and more falling in flurries all day Thursday and Friday. So...since its been below freezing for right at a week now, and the hi forecasted on Saturday is on 16, not including the windchill, its gonna be bloody cold here!!! I was talking to Crystal this morning, and my paranoid predicition was that IF NOAA {and 2 TV stations,and 2 weather websites} are correct, then the probability is we will be bogged down till at least Sunday around here. With the freezing temps the snow wont have anywhere to go. Damit.
I remembered this in the back of my mind on Saturday morning when me and the kids braved Walmart. I bought the econo sizes of coffee,splenda,apple jacks, dish soap and laundry detergent. Ive still got what I hope is plenty of freaking Charmin left. I will dbl ck. Thus the "nesting" today. Maybe this time will be the real deal. Ive already done 3 loads of laundry,unloaded the DW, and I feel the urge to Mop for crying outloud. Must have been the Blue Moon finally getting to me from NYE. Maybe I was saving up energy to sprint clean today! Ive got food, when do I not. the cubbards are stocked up. Im not thinking the power will go out.Nate wants a pot of chili,but I dont think being hemmed up with my guys on chili is quite the good idea. I may run out of toilet paper.....I do however have to get milk,bread and dog food,and this time its because I need it....
On the bread,milk and dog food note, NOAA is calling for 100% chance of snow tomorrow night and all day on Thursday. The weather forecasters have been way off the mark for my area this year. We have not had any snow, thank GOD. But this time they say we will get up to 3 inches Wed. night and Thurs. and more falling in flurries all day Thursday and Friday. So...since its been below freezing for right at a week now, and the hi forecasted on Saturday is on 16, not including the windchill, its gonna be bloody cold here!!! I was talking to Crystal this morning, and my paranoid predicition was that IF NOAA {and 2 TV stations,and 2 weather websites} are correct, then the probability is we will be bogged down till at least Sunday around here. With the freezing temps the snow wont have anywhere to go. Damit.
I remembered this in the back of my mind on Saturday morning when me and the kids braved Walmart. I bought the econo sizes of coffee,splenda,apple jacks, dish soap and laundry detergent. Ive still got what I hope is plenty of freaking Charmin left. I will dbl ck. Thus the "nesting" today. Maybe this time will be the real deal. Ive already done 3 loads of laundry,unloaded the DW, and I feel the urge to Mop for crying outloud. Must have been the Blue Moon finally getting to me from NYE. Maybe I was saving up energy to sprint clean today! Ive got food, when do I not. the cubbards are stocked up. Im not thinking the power will go out.Nate wants a pot of chili,but I dont think being hemmed up with my guys on chili is quite the good idea. I may run out of toilet paper.....I do however have to get milk,bread and dog food,and this time its because I need it....
Saturday, January 2, 2010
New Year, Better Sarah
So, I didnt really make any New Year resolutions. As I told my friends, didnt want to make a reso I didnt intend to keep. But I mentaly made a couple.
1. to be the best wife and mom I can be. Yelling less,and hugging more.
2. To be a better housekeeper. That begins today with a trip to Walmart for a Swiffer Duster thingie. The cob webs are taking over!
3. To continue to loose weight. Im beginning 2010 @ 188,give or take a tee shirt.
4. To pass the 6 hours I intend to take this semester.
5. to BE HAPPY and support my family and friends in whatever way they need me to.
So those arent too bad to keep I dont think. We rang in the new year right around here. WOund up having a small gathering with Joshes 2 of Joshes work friends and ones girlfriend. He and I danced in the kitchen,and under the Blue Moon. ANd he kissed me at Midnight like Ive never been kissed at that time before!!!
I hope this year will be a positive year for us around here. Maybe some finaical stablility, pay down some debt, Josh to enjoy his Men Weekends, me going on my cruise, Caleb turning 3 and potty training, and Nathan finishing 3rd grade with flying colors and maybe making All Stars in baseball this year. Who really knows. Im looking at this year as a fresh start. It was a hell of a decade for me, surviving my early 20's and growing into my now late 20's. I cant believe Ill be 30 next year. Holy Crap! Im still living the dream,though it has changed so much from that 18 year old girl I was ten years ago,to the 28 year old woman I am now. Ive learned alot,and as always theres more to learn. Im gonna ride along and see what happens,and Im sure at times,bucking along too. Some things wont change!
1. to be the best wife and mom I can be. Yelling less,and hugging more.
2. To be a better housekeeper. That begins today with a trip to Walmart for a Swiffer Duster thingie. The cob webs are taking over!
3. To continue to loose weight. Im beginning 2010 @ 188,give or take a tee shirt.
4. To pass the 6 hours I intend to take this semester.
5. to BE HAPPY and support my family and friends in whatever way they need me to.
So those arent too bad to keep I dont think. We rang in the new year right around here. WOund up having a small gathering with Joshes 2 of Joshes work friends and ones girlfriend. He and I danced in the kitchen,and under the Blue Moon. ANd he kissed me at Midnight like Ive never been kissed at that time before!!!
I hope this year will be a positive year for us around here. Maybe some finaical stablility, pay down some debt, Josh to enjoy his Men Weekends, me going on my cruise, Caleb turning 3 and potty training, and Nathan finishing 3rd grade with flying colors and maybe making All Stars in baseball this year. Who really knows. Im looking at this year as a fresh start. It was a hell of a decade for me, surviving my early 20's and growing into my now late 20's. I cant believe Ill be 30 next year. Holy Crap! Im still living the dream,though it has changed so much from that 18 year old girl I was ten years ago,to the 28 year old woman I am now. Ive learned alot,and as always theres more to learn. Im gonna ride along and see what happens,and Im sure at times,bucking along too. Some things wont change!
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