Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
Mon - grilled cheese and "healthy soup"
Tues - Seafood pasta, my own recipe. Ask for it only if you are okay with imprecise measurements. Salad.
Wed.- Veggie burgers and french fries
Thurs - Baked chicken, mac n cheese and peas
Friday - pizza homemade.
Sat. White chicken chili
Sun - fish, rice salad
Friday, November 23, 2007
Yes my husband uses a flowbee to cut the baby's hair. It is something that sucks the hair like a vacuum and cuts it at the same time. He uses it on his and my other son's hair too. They've all had their hair cut this way since they were 3 mos old. It's hilarious. They have to sit in my lap until they are old enough to sit still themselves. What's nice is that we don't spend much at the barber! Bill's offered to cut my hair that way too...but I think I'll pass. Liam is getting accustomed to it already.
Now he's ready for the party! Watch out ladies!
Thursday, November 22, 2007
1. My relationship with the Lord, He's there even when others are not and He knows me so I don't have to put on a face for Him.
2. My husband, Bill. He's a great guy and would do anything to make me happy. He agreed to a reversal surgery last year and now we have a new addition to boot.
3. My children. They are healthy, great kids. They all have a sense of humor and dramatics and are just so lovable in all their own way.
4. My friends. Dana, she listens to me every week. Mel, Debbie, and Shannon who adopted me into their circle. Writer's Group, we share writing as well as intimate details of each others lives. We faithfully hold each other up in prayer.
5. My health, it just cannot be taken for granted.
6. My parents who supported me growing up and even today. My mom made us steak and potatoes for Thanksgiving dinner...yum! My in-laws and I have a great relationship too.
7. My needs are met abundantly. Praise the Lord.
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
When I was first married my husband and I had very different tastes when it came to food. I was used to fresh fruits and vegetables and rather fancy cuisine. Bill loved to smother things in ketchup and considered velveeta it's own food group. We didn't fight about things like money or toilet paper rolls our first year of marriage, we fought about food. He absolutely hated salmon, I loved it. Sushi is just to die for in my opinion but my husband doesn't think it's dead enough to eat! We would go round and round about this. Most things I made went uneaten and down the disposal.
One day I was making meatloaf. I figured that was a safe bet since you could smother it with ketchup. Heck! I could get rid of leftover food in it and he'd never know! Score! I mean really, you throw ground beef with some onions, lots or worchestershire sauce and oatmeal. What else could I sneak in? I looked around and noticed a banana that was going bad on the counter. Ah-ha! I could mush it up and make the meatloaf even healthier that it already was. He'd never know, the ketchup would drown the taste out. I quickly put it in and mushed it all together with my hands. Waste not, want not!
When he came home we quickly got dinner on the table and he prepared to smother his meatloaf in the ketchup that we had in ample supply. He took one bite and looked at me with angry eyes. "Did you put a banana in this meatloaf?"
"Yes," I said, shocked that he would notice it.
He shook his head and promptly stomped into the kitchen and dumped the whole meal in the trash can. What a jerk! I thought. I couldn't believe he was being so UNREASONABLE! But then....I took a bite. Oh my word! It was horrible. It meat and banana at it's most ripe state. THe whole effect was quite horrifying. He wasn't being unreasonable after all. It was just awful. I too threw mine away and ate something else that night.
Later I threw my arms around his neck and apologized for such an awful mess. He forgave me and asked that I not try to sneak in healthy food into his beef without his knowledge...unless it was ketchup. We came up with ground rules about food:
1. I was to never make him salmon.
2. He would serve himself.
3. No sneaking!
Ever since then we haven't fought about food. He does serve himself vegetables to be a good example for the children, just not the heaping portions that I used to give him. Thus we have marital bliss!
Monday, November 19, 2007
tues - multicolored pasta, garlic bread, salad
wednesday - cream cheese chicken
thursday - anti-thanksgiving feast (we don't like that meal)
friday - pizza
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Sunday, November 18, 2007
Like today. I made my top secret IHOP harvest grain pancakes. They are wonderful and the kids scarf them up in 5 seconds flat. I do measure out the ingredients but I have substituted apple sauce for the oil it calls for. That way it has a little touch of Wendy in it. Anyway, I made the pancakes and I noticed they were burning and sticking to the pan in a weird way.
Now I need to preface this with the fact that Bill and I have been working on getting the kids to complain less. One child in particular is a CHRONIC complainer. I don't know WHO he gets that from! Anyway I'm noticing that the pancakes are being eaten very slowly and Dylan is trying to drown his in syrup but it's not making them disappear faster. He looks at me with these puppy-dog brown eyes and says, "Mom, I don't mean to complain but these pancakes taste like sunscreen!" SUNSCREEN!!!!!!!!! I was irritated....until I took a bite. You know they really did taste like sunscreen. Wow! How did I mess that one up? Looking back on it I realized that I put 2 tablespoons of baking soda and 1 tablespoon of baking powder in them when it only called for a teaspoon of each. I couldn't even choke them down. Honey didn't take the horrible taste away for me.
We all had a good laugh about it later. Bill was munching on something and when Dylan commented on it he said, "Normally I munch on the leftover pancakes but since Mom made sunscreen pancakes I think I'll pass this time!"
Oh well, at least it's not banana meatloaf! (Yes, I made that one too...but that's another story!)
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
We raced down the trail in our rollerblades and thankfully I didn't fall but when I got home I had to get everyone in the car. We then dropped Taylor off at ballet and raced to Austin's basketball game. My children had been playing with the cell phone and left it at home so my husband couldn't get a hold of me. The baby smelled like poop in the middle of the game so I went out to the car, got the diaper bag and changed him but....no poop! OKay. Went back to the game and yelled at all the players to get their HANDS UP! They got creamed 23 to 4. I then raced home to feed Liam, and bath him so that all Bill has to do is to put him to bed. Apparently Liam decided to poop...in the tub...after his bath...on the pretty green towel on my lap. Unfortunately I didn't realize it until after he'd squashed it into every Egyptian fiber! Yuck! I then had to take the baby downstairs to be fed by my son while I cleaned poop out of the tub and then raced to pick up my daughter from ballet. Unfortunately for her I'd said to leave class 15 minutes early so I could pick her up and go to my homeschool meeting. Since I was late due to the poop fiasco the teachers thought she was lying to get out of dance. Poor Taylor!
I raced to the meeting where the topic was about productivity, and purpose in homeschooling. It was definitely something I needed but man...I need to go to bed! I'm glad the Lord understands days like this.
1 whole chicken
1tbsp olive oil
1 container feta cheese
1/2 cup wine
1. Take your fingers and gently separate the skin of the breast part of the chicken from the meat of the chicken without tearing the skin. Stuff the opening with the feta cheese. I like to put in near the legs too.
2. Cut lemon into four wedges and squeeze juice into bowl and combine with olive oil. Rub this onto the skin of the chicken.
3. I cut up one onion and add white wine to the roasting pan before roasting the chicken.
4. Roast for 1 hour 15-30 minutes at 375. The juices should run clear and the legs should be droopy.
5. Enjoy. My family LOVES this recipe.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Monday: Olympia Chicken, roasted potatoes, salad
Tuesday: shepherd's pie
Wednesday: pasta, garlic bread, salad
Thursday: crock pot roast
Friday: cream cheese chicken breasts, rice, broccoli
Saturday: Pizza with whole wheat crust
Sunday: minestrone soup and homemade rolls.
Thanks for looking
Sunday, November 11, 2007
We had a great weekend visiting my brother, Brett and his wife Thea. They brought their little girl named Lily with them to the soccer park to watch Dylan's game. I made a video of her running. She does this constantly and always on her tippy toes. It's so cute. My kids love her. They played chase and loved to laugh at all the fun things that she did (bad and good). She's almost two and definitely needs to be on the move ALL THE TIME. We went to the zoo afterwards so hopefully she conked out for a while in the car on the way home.
We wish that we could see them more but my brother and I live in different cities and it's hard to travel with little ones very much and then there's the expense of it too. I really regret not seeing my brother more but I guess that's just how things are right now. We were best buds growing up. I do enjoy what little time we do get. Maybe we should look into webcams so that we're not these weirdos she sees once in a while huh? Let me know what you think about that.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Friday, November 9, 2007
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
I righted the stroller and poor Liam didn't have a good nap and my body feels like I've been in a car wreck. In the past I've fallen and it hasn't hurt too much but I'm definitely sore and feel like I will be for a long time.
Well, that's all for today. I think I'll take a warm bath.
Monday, November 5, 2007
Pastor Shawn said something this sunday about the importance of words of affirmation. If we gave what we thought someone needed (like criticism) it was like a glass of salt. If we said nothing it was an empty glass. If we gave words of encouragement then it was a glass of water. This was from the book of Ephesians 4:29, "Let no corrupt speech proceed out of your mouth, but such as is good for edifying as the need may be, that it may give grace to them that hear."
I'd like to give some edifying words to one of my friends. This is a tribute to a fellow stay at home mom in the trenches. Here's three different pictures of us at three different times in our lives. As you can see our weight has increased with each child we have. The picture in the middle is of us when we were going to the Christmas Ball. I made the dresses from the Jane Eyre era. Even though we didn't know what we were doing we danced anyway as our husbands looked on in horror! The top picture is of our belly's at my surprise baby shower. I knew something was wrong when I was at the stampin up party on time and Dana had beat me. She almost never does that. The last picture is our last two kids after a roller blading escapade.
We do just a lot of things together. We rollerblade, chat, minister to refugees. We have the same stroller, our mom's sell juice plus, the same style nursing blanket, both drive mini-vans (a sad but inevitable path for moms, something we both swore we'd never do).
I see her changing in amazing ways. I love watching her with her kids. They are like second children to me too as I've seen them since they day they were each born. We have so much fun together too. She laughs at what I say...a lot. We share funny stories and we've both had major meltdowns in front of each other. There are things we've told each other that only we would think was great news!
I'm glad the Lord brought us together. I definitely see His hand in what we've both been through. I'm so glad to see her grow as a friend, sister in Christ, and mother to her young ones. Way to go momma!
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Friday, November 2, 2007
Thursday, November 1, 2007
They enjoyed getting joke books from the library this year and writing out lists of potential fodder for the neighbors. The kids complained that although the neighbors asked for jokes they laughed halfway through the presentation and sent them on their way. They said, "Mom they didn't even take the time to listen to me!" Ahh, the first of many such experiences for them. How many of us really listen to each other??