Thursday, November 29, 2007

what was that again?

So I hear that Christina Aguilera is pregnant. And when she was interviewed about it, she said that when she and her husband decided they were ready to try to have a baby, she stopped her birth control, and before she even expected it, bada bing! There she was, pregnant. Cool! I'm excited for her.

She didn't announce it to her fans right away, not because she was trying to hide anything, but because she didn't "want to make her fans uncomfortable." She adds: "Because I hadn't said anything, people thought I was trying to keep it this big, bad secret, and that's not the case at all. I just wasn't commenting. I'm not being like, `Hey everybody, I'm pregnant!' I'm not that girl."

On the very same page I read this article about her was a shot of the front cover of Marie Claire, where Christina was baring her belly, and certain other suggestive parts of herself...well, let me just say that it looked a lot more appropriate for certain other magazines.

Do a search if you're interested. I didn't post it here because, well, frankly, it makes me uncomfortable because this is a family-friendly blog. But I thought the irony was perfect! Here she is...I'm not a "hey everyone I'm pregnant" kind of girl, but yes I will let it all hang out for the world to see.

And she didn't want to make her audience uncomfortable by announcing that she and her husband were going to have a baby. But apparently her audience will be perfectly fine with the fact that she's doing a partial nude shot on the front cover of a national magazine. I'm not quite sure about the reasoning of all that, but I think it has something to do with marketing!!!

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

the things kids think about

So today when I was talking to G-girl about things, just things in general, I said it would be good for her when she has her own apartment. I think that helps people, girls especially, to learn to be strong and independent. She agreed, and we talked some more.

Then she says to me, "So Mom, I've been thinking about things. I don't know if I like all these stages when people get older. You know, when your parents get older, and you kind of need help, you know..." she trailed off. Then sounding more determined, she says, "I don't think it would work for you to live with me!"

I cracked up laughing. She just shook her head. "It just wouldn't work at all. But I'd help you find a nice home, someplace where people can help you." I was practically rolling on the floor, and here she was, so seriously telling me, "I'd find someone who could help you get your groceries and everything. You know, like your mom had. A nice...senior home." She had that little look she gets, when she knows she's getting a reaction about something.

When I had composed myself enough to talk, I said, "Don't worry about me. I won't need a home for a long time. Maybe you should think about your dad instead."

Her immediate response was, "HE'S not living with me, either!"

Somehow, I don't think we have to worry about developing this whole strong and independent thing with her.

Tuesday, November 27, 2007

too much sitting!

Last night I missed my DWTS fix because of class! Then I didn't even have time on my lunch hour to watch the show online. I'm going into withdrawal! I'm twitchy. I'm itchy. My brain is fuzzy. But not because I missed my show. Today was just a long day at work...I had back-to-back students. I can't sit any more. I have to move around, so I'm afraid my post is going to be cut short today.

I feel like I should apologize to my behind for sitting on it all day long. The poor thing. It'll never have curves--it'll be permanently flat! I have to get up and do something! Is that just a little more than you wanted to think about?

Well, P-girl needs help moving stuff, so I'll get to squeeze in some exercise. And my sweet beautiful G-girl is going to record the finale of DWTS for me, with a dose of Charlie Brown's Christmas Special thrown in for good measure. Isn't she a gem?

The only problem I can see is that I'll have to be SITTING DOWN to watch it! Wanna go run laps, anyone?

Monday, November 26, 2007

Monday mirth

This could be my Frankie!

Funny Pictures
moar funny pictures

Sunday, November 25, 2007

a day spent in neutral

I had a lovely morning sleeping in. No one needed me for anything, and although I woke up a couple times, I went right back to bed. What a luxury! It's a good thing no emergencies happened today. I didn't need to be Johnny-on-the-spot for anyone. I can remember not too many years back when the kids were smaller, when this would not have happened. Moms are really never off-duty. But the kids are more independent now, and so I slept. I was still tired when I got up. I had to drag myself out of bed, kicking and fussing. I still feel like I'll never get enough sleep.

When we went to let the dogs out for our niece, I slept on the way there. When we drove to the butcher shop to buy meat for the next two weeks, I dozed off on the way there. And when we got back home, I wanted to go back to bed again, except there was this huge mess in the kitchen staring me in the face.

The kitchen was pretty intimidating. It was full of Thanksgiving mess, which I have to admit was from me, when I took on cooking too many things for dinner Thursday. I left a huge trail of dishes and drips behind. My honey told me to go ahead and take a nap, and he would make dinner and get started on the dishes. I told him I'd do some when I woke up. I felt guilty taking him up on it, but I went to bed anyway.

Much to my amazement, when I got up, the kitchen was spotless. My honey, bless him, had cleaned up the ENTIRE kitchen. I'll take a gift like that over a dozen roses any day at all! AND he cooked dinner? He deserves a shining medal of valor and bravery. I'm going to clean up the supper dishes and go back to bed.

oh, my achin' feet

I feel a little deja vu-ish. I think I've posted that before! But it's true. I helped my BFF move today (Saturday, because I haven't gone to bed yet), and I was on my feet most of the day again. I think my walking parts in my feet and ankles have gone on strike. Or they're broken. They're twitching and clenching as I'm sitting here. Ibuprofen and warm covers will work wonders, I think. Tomorrow will be a great day to take it easy. Maybe I'll get up and do some of the dishes that are sitting on the counter. Maybe.

I think I'm getting a cold, too, so I'm leaning even more toward the sleeping in idea. It sounds heavenly to sleep until I really want to get out of bed and do something. How crazy is this?? I'm longing to stretch out in my bed and snoooooze, and yet here I sit on the computer, typing madly away! I'm such a dork, or as my daughter would say if she was text messaging me, I'm a fork! "Textspeak" sometimes gets the wrong letter in there since each number stands for more than one letter.

I figured out that I could text my daughter from my Yahoo email and it would show up on her phone. I was pretty excited about that, so I texted her and told her so. Did I get any credit for figuring this out? No. She texted me back and said, "You're such a fork!" I almost choked on my coffee when I laughed out loud. Yes, yes I am a fork.

Saturday, November 24, 2007

slowly recovering

Dinner with the family on Thanksgiving Day was fun, and the house was so lively it was just bubbling over. I think if you would have been standing outside, the windows would have been bulging in and out because of all the energy inside. Only one of the kids didn't make it, and even with all the commotion, he and his family were missed. But the one thing that I don't think worked so well was splitting up the food menu. I still ended up with over half the list to do myself only because I kept thinking of things to add that I could make. When we do our Christmas dinner, I'll try again.

Yesterday, on "Black Friday," my honey and I did a little shopping for the grandbabies, but NOT at the crack of dawn. I thought about doing that, but old age kicked in and I just stayed in bed. I did the early morning shopping thing one's not all it's cracked up to be. I might have gone over to Old Navy Thursday night if I had thought about it, if I hadn't been so tired. They were giving away wristbands to the first people who were standing in line. If you had one and you spent only $20, you got a free MP3 player. Pretty cool marketing gig, if you ask me.

Actually, by the time we went in the afternoon, it was just like a normal shopping day, and we still found everything we had on our list. We had some dinner out, brought little D's mama a birthday card, came home, and watched the movie we bought on sale: Santa Clause 3, the Escape Clause. Not bad at all, for another sequel. I liked it a lot. It had a slight shade of "It's a Wonderful Life." I'm a sucker for a happy ending, and that's all the spoilers you're going to get out of me.

Oh! And I got my hair cut! That's like an early Christmas present because I'm just so happy about it! It doesn't look scraggly anymore, and I LOVE having it up off my neck again. Crysta does such a great job on it. She came highly recommended by my friend Megan, who was absolutely right about her!

Thursday, November 22, 2007

Thanksgiving memories

I got up early this Thanksgiving morning. I took the bowl from the deck outside and peeled off the plastic wrap to reveal the smooth surface of the refrigerator potato roll dough I made last night. I flopped it out onto the counter and punched it down to release all the air from the pockets in the dough.

As I started to shape it into little dinner rolls for our dinner today, I thought about our traditions. I thought about how our family has taken traditions from each of our own family backgrounds. I realized that we have created our own unique family traditions that our kids will remember. Some of them they'll carry on into their own families, and I'm sure that some of them they will gladly shed like last year's fashion faux pas.

These potato rolls are one of the family traditions I incorporated into our family. Grandma Ada used to make them. She was my kids' great-grandmother on their dad's paternal side, to be precise about it. She passed the recipe down into the family, and since I like to bake, I started making them.

I also eventually found the recipe in a small, old paperback Betty Crocker cookbook that I got at a garage sale, but Grandma gave better directions about how it should look at each stage of the process. These potato buns are something she used to usually only make at big holiday dinners, and that's the only time I make them, too. I think it's because they are so much work.

In spite of all the work, or probably because of it, Grandma's potato buns are absolutely the best. They poof up into these heavenly, fluffy, melt-in-your-mouth bits of yeasty delight. I've gone a few years without making them, and there's jsut something missing when I don't make them. This year, I just had to do it. Making them brought back memories of Grandma Ada, who would get up at the crack of dawn to start making Thanksgiving dinner for all of us. She always used her good china and silver. Thanksgiving was always such a special occasion at her house.

Our traditions can create a link to our past so it doesn't feel so far away. Are there any traditions you continue to keep that have special memories for you?

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

I'll give you a daisy a day, dear

I've looked and looked for this song. This song is the reason for the name of my blog. My honey planted a beautiful perennial garden for me so I'd have flowers every single day from him. Well, except in the winter, but we live in frigid Minnesota. Whaddya want?

Daisy a Day
(Words and music by Jud Strunk)

He remembers the first time he met her.
He remembers the first thing she said.
He remembers the first time he held her,
And the night that she came to his bed.
He remembers her sweet way of saying,
"Honey, has something gone wrong?"
He remembers the fun and the teasing,
And the reason he wrote her this song:

I'll give you a daisy a day, dear.
I'll give you a daisy a day.
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away.

They would walk down the street in the evening,
And for years I would see them go by.
And their love that was more than the clothes that they wore,
Could be seen in the gleam of their eyes.
As a kid, they would take me for candy,
And I loved to go tagging along.
We'd hold hands while we walked to the corner,
And the old man would sing her his song:

I'll give you a daisy a day, dear.
I'll give you a daisy a day.
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away.

Now he walks down the street in the evening,
And he stops by the old candy store.
And I somehow believe he's believing
He's holding her hand like before.
For he feels all her love walking with him,
And he smiles at the things she might say.
Then the old man walks up to the hilltop
And gives her a daisy a day.

I'll give you a daisy a day, dear.
I'll give you a daisy a day.
I'll love you until the rivers run still
And the four winds we know blow away.

Tuesday, November 20, 2007

and then there were three

It was a tough call, but I was guessing Jennie was going home. I don't know if it had anything to do with anything, but I really didn't like the song they used with their first dance. It didn't seem to fit. And she did do much better with her dancing, so maybe it was the song that did her in.

If I had to pick the order right now, I'd say Mel was going to win, and then it's a toss up after that. Marie's fans must be voting like crazy! I'd like to say Helio would be next in line, but if Marie keeps getting votes like that, she could be second instead. She's doing very well for an old broad. Hey! I can say that 'cause I'm an old broad myself. And I know I would be lying dead under a table somewhere if I had to do what she's been doing. They could just sweep me out with the popcorn.

And how fun to see Sabrina and Mark again. I fully expected one of the judges to make a comment about lifts, just for fun, because they had so many, but if they did, I missed it. Did you see that lift they did where Mark was spinning her around holding her back, and she just had her hands on his hips? I expected her to launch and be airborne at any second. Next week, did I hear that anything goes? Lifts and all?

How about Michael Flatley? I was entranced. I sat through the entire number, barely breathing, with a huge smile on my face. WOW!! I want to learn just a little bit of tap. Just a hair. Enough so that I can tap out a rhythm when I'm feeling zippety! Zippety, dippety, doo dah dah!

Monday, November 19, 2007

mail call!

One more thing--I got a book that I WON in the mail today. It's so cool to get a gift in the mail. I remember that when I was little, I used to just WISH for something to come in the mail for me. Magical, almost.

It's such an easy thing to do.

Well, once I've finished this book, Mosaic, by Amy Grant, I'll offer it up in a drawing here, and get just as much enjoyment out of paying it forward as I did receiving it. Till later...

menu Monday

Just for fun, I wanted to share our Thanksgiving menu. We try to have a variety of favorites, and we try to add something new as well.

This year, we're doing a potluck again, and everybody pitches in with something so that no one is overworked. At least that is the theory. I still usually end up feeling like a truck ran me over by the end of the day.

Hawaiian Bread & Spinach Dip
Relish tray (olives, cherries, veggies)
Wrapped Pickles

Ham balls
Apple Pecan Stuffing
Green Bean Casserole
Cheesy Potatoes
Sweet Potatoes
Macaroni & Cheese (possibly)
Collard Greens with Smoked Turkey
Gramma's Homemade Potato Buns
Cranberry Orange Relish
Pretzel Jello Salad

And if any of us can move after all of that,

Pumpkin Pie
Apple Pie
French Silk Pie
Steamed Pudding with Hard Sauce

I think after the dishes are done and the food is put away, a nap might just be the next thing on the menu. But we'll have a grand time getting together, just being thankful for each other.

Sunday, November 18, 2007

interior decorating by Micah

This verse has been showing up in different places in my life lately.

"He has showed you, O man, what is good.
And what does the LORD require of you?
To act justly and to love mercy
and to walk humbly with your God."

It's from Micah 6:8. I just saw that on a bumper sticker recently, and it struck me how complete and concise that verse is. The pastor at a church I visited yesterday used this as the basis for his message on how to "decorate" a Christian home. This is what it would look, feel, and sound like if someone visited. Ideally.

Acting justly? It means not playing favorites and being consistent. Pretty basic, but not always easy to do, right? Oooh, the consistency got me. If I come home in a cranky mood, I tend to be a little snappy at people, not intentionally, but snappy all the same. I don't see myself as playing favorites, but I guess the kids are the ones who are on the receiving end, so they could tell me better if I do that.

Loving mercy? I have an easier time with that. I don't hold grudges, and I try to give people the benefit of the doubt. I just have this little judgmental side that sneaks out every so often. The more aware of it I am, the easier it is to catch myself. Forgiving those people who have hurt my family is probably the one where I have the hardest time.

But acting justly and loving mercy also means that you have to step out of your own little world and help other people who are not as fortunate as you are. I need to look for more opportunities to make a small difference in the lives of those around me. Random acts of kindness are so much fun. And planned acts of serving others make you feel just as good. As my honey always says, Those who have, have a responsibility to take care of those who have not. It's not about dying with the most toys, kids!

Walking humbly with my God? I love the way the Message says it. Don't take yourself too seriously, but take God seriously. Be able to laugh at yourself. I have plenty of chances for that. I'm kind of dorky, as my kids are more than happy to point out to me, but you know what? Nobody can be cool all the time. It's more fun to be dorky, anyway. It gives you lots of opportunities to laugh, and laughing is good for you!

So there, paraphrased succinctly, are the top three home decorating tips from Micah. Lots of food for thought for the week for me.

Friday, November 16, 2007

it's finally Friday again

Wow it's been a long week. I've been longing for Friday to come!

I've got a great weekend planned. Little X-man is going to be over tonight, along with his mama. I'm sleeping in tomorrow. Well, with a little guy who likes to get up at 4 in the morning and play, I'm going to TRY and sleep in! I'll let you know how that goes.

I'm going to a jewelry party with my friend--we're going to make something there. And then I'm going to scrapbook. I have to fit cleaning somewhere in there...maybe that will be tonight. Get it out of the way, you know?

Sunday--church in the morning, and in the evening the AMA (American Music Awards, of course) is going on from about seven o'clock on. Don't bother calling then. I prolly won't even hear the phone. :)

Nothing too drastic or strenuous. Maybe a walk with the dog, or without, who knows?

I'm soooooo ready!

Thursday, November 15, 2007

school of shame

As we're soon moving into Thanksgiving week, we have much to be thankful for. I could make endless lists of things that bring me delight.

On a more sober note, however, I want to draw your attention for a moment to the protest that is commencing in Fort Benning, Georgia, at the School of the Americas/WHINSEC. Thousands of people are gathering for the Vigil and the Nonviolent Direct Action to Close the School of the Americas.

If you don't know anything about it, here is a link to some FAQs that can quickly get you up to speed. I'll post just a little snippet that is helpful.

What is the School of the Americas?

The School of the Americas (SOA) is a U.S. Army training school that trains soldiers and military personnel from Latin American countries. Under Department of Defense jurisdiction, this school is funded by U.S. taxpayer money, all of the training is conducted in Spanish, and most of the classes are taught by Latin American instructors. The SOA was founded as a combat school focused on counterinsurgency techniques. Rather than contributing to the development of democracy in the region, the SOA actually taught methods that undermined and destroyed democratic values.

Why should the SOA be closed?

SOA graduates have included some of the worst and most notorious human rights abusers in Latin American history, and for much of the world, the school, under any name, is synonymous with torture and impunity.

Over twenty thousand people are expected at a vigil in Georgia to protest and to commemorate the lives of the victims of the graduates from this "school". The story about how the protest was birthed is a fascinating one. It initially started with just a handful of people from Minnesota who wanted to draw attention to what was happening behind the closed doors of this U.S. sponsored torture-training academy.

The protest actually begins tonight and continues through till Sunday, the last day, when there will be a reading of the names of all the known victims of graduates from the "school of torture". The memorial and funeral process takes most of the day, beginning at eight o'clock in the morning, and finally ending at around two or three in the afternoon.

At a time when we are reminded to be thankful for the freedom we enjoy, it is wise to remember that for people like the murdered Archbishop Oscar Romero, or 14-year-old Celina Ramos and her mother Elba Ramos, or the six Jesuit priests in El Salvador who were brutally massacred, freedom is but a dream unrealized.

Wednesday, November 14, 2007

just another day...

Today was a typical day for me, full of distractions and things gone awry.

I got up this morning and felt terrible. It might have been something I ate. I decided to go in to work a little late, and I went back to bed. Too quickly, it was time to get up. I shoulda gone in at the regular time 'cause I still didn't feel any better.

I have PMS, only it's like on steroids or something. I am twitchy and CRAB-BY!

My honey asked me what was wrong. When I said, "NOTHING," he said I should express whatever is on my mind. It's better to get it out, he told me, than to hang on to it and create resentment. He likes me spunky, he said. Welllll, I just have a strong feeling that this TOM (time of the month) is not the time to do that. Things would probably come out of my mouth with a little more...force than necessary. Overkill, you might say. I think I'll pass on that for now. I'll just grit my teeth and paste a smile on my face. Except he has a killer fake-smile detector.

Then today at work, one of the students brought in a little Yorkie named Murph to the office, but he wasn't looking so good. I don't think the car ride agreed with little Murph. One of the girls was holding Murph when he decided it was time to throw up. The girl put him down pretty quickly, and as Murph's owner was cleaning that up, he decided to relieve himself from the other end as well, leaving a little pile of fragrant brown doo on the rug. Oh, just lovely. Time to disappear back into my office. That just reinforces my resolution of no new pets! Uh uh.

I got home, got ready to make pancakes, and of course! The buttermilk had gone bad. Just my luck. Apparently it's been sitting in the fridge for about SIX WEEKS. Who would remember that? It expired the day before Halloween. Of course, how do you really tell when buttermilk goes bad? Maybe if it has a green sweater growing on it or something. The pancakes would just be extra tangy, wouldn't they? Mold is poisonous, you say? Whatever. So, a change of plans for dinner again. I guess I can be flexible. We'll have cottage cheese pancakes instead. We haven't had those for ages.

I'd like to go to bed early tonight, but I can already think of several things that need to be done tonight. It's not going to be an early night...too bad...grumbling under my breath. Grrr!

Maybe I need to talk to God about my attitude. I don't seem to be making any headway myself; maybe He can help. Pray for me! I need all the help I can get.

Monday, November 12, 2007

menu board Monday

I'm making out the menu for the next two weeks. It's so hard to come up with new meals...we often end up eating the same things over and over again. Bleah. I'm cringing as I say that, though, because I know that there are many people who don't have enough food and would love to have that problem. I think I'll stop complaining right now.

We plan our meals out two weeks at a time. We go shopping once for all of that, at least that is the intention, which means that we save tons of money. If we buy a day or two's worth of food, we always get a lot of extras because it seems like we're not spending very much. So we figure we can get a little of this and a little of that. A little this and that can add up to a couple hundred dollars over two weeks. We can't afford that.

Plus, then we don't have the daily song and dance of "What's For Dinner Tonight?" The meals are set, the food is all here; it's a great plan. So without further ado, the list:

  • Monday - Goulash Chicken & potato salad--It was on sale when I went shopping so I changed my list midstream
  • Tuesday - Homemade pizza burgers Goulash
  • Wednesday - Homemade pancakes - Blueberry and chocolate chip Cottage cheese pancakes
  • Thursday - Grilled cheese (Jalapeño Cheddar or Seven Grain bread from Diamond City Bread, with a choice of pepper jack/Provolone/Muenster/Swiss cheese)
  • Friday - Kid's choice - Chicken strips or burgers
  • Saturday - Old fashioned rice pudding (Yes, it can be a meal on occasion. It has your protein, grains, and dairy in it. All it's missing is the fruit or vegetable, and you could serve it with frozen strawberries over the top. But we usually have it with cinnamon-sugar and extra milk.)
  • Sunday - Giada's chicken drummies, cheesy potatoes, and salad

  • Monday - Venison steaks and fried potatoes
  • Tuesday - Roast in the crockpot-I found some great inexpensive crockpot recipes at the Dollar Stretcher that I want to try
  • Wednesday - Chicken chili--this is a fantastic quick meal. I'll share the recipe below
  • Thursday - Turkey Day!!! That is a whole menu all by itself. But we're doing a potluck this year again so one person doesn't end up cooking everything.
  • Friday - Pizza - probably Papa Murphy's

We try to do at least one, if not two, meatless meals every week. It's better for you, and easier on the checkbook, too.

Here is the chili recipe:

Chili Chicken Stew

4 boneless skinless chicken breasts
1 c chopped onion
1 med green pepper, chopped
2 garlic cloves, crushed
2 T oil
2 16 oz cans diced tomatoes (I use the ones with basil, garlic and onion added)
1 15 can pinto beans, drained
2/3 to 3/4 cup picante sauce or salsa (your choice of how spicy. I use mild.)
1 tsp chili powder
1 tsp ground cumin
1/2 tsp salt

Optional toppings:
Shredded cheddar cheese
Sour cream
Diced onions

Cut chicken into 1 inch pieces. Cook chicken, onion, green pepper and garlic in oil until chicken is JUST cooked. (No longer pink) Add remaining ingredients, simmer 20 minutes. Let sit ten minutes.

This is a fast, delicious, healthy meal. You can serve with biscuits or cornbread and a green salad.

Sunday, November 11, 2007

a slow, serene Sunday

Ahhhh, it was a restful day. As it should be. I went to church, had a nice lunch with my girlfriend, went to the grocery store for stuff for dinner, and went home. I made some won-der-ful sandwiches...they're Rob's version of a Dagwood sandwich. Easy and delicious.

Here's how he makes them. He takes one of those big round Hawaiian breads, and carefully slices it parallel to the table like he's making a layer cake or something.

He spreads a thin layer of real mayonnaise on the bottom. Sprinkles shredded cheese on the mayo. He likes a combination of provolone and mozzarella. I grated it fresh today 'cause it's better that way. (Right, Susie?)

Then he lays sliced lunch meat over the cheese. Three different kinds. You can use chicken or turkey for one layer, roast beef or pastrami for a second layer, and ham or salami for the third layer. He covers the entire surface of the bread with everything he puts on there, by the way. All the way to the edges. (That's another quirky thing. We are so much alike!)

Then, he puts alfalfa sprouts on top of the meat. Sometimes he spreads a thin layer of mayo on the top of the bread, too. It holds the sprouts in place better.

Okay, then he flops the top back onto the sandwich. He presses it down slightly, and slices it into 6 or 8 wedges. It's ready to devour!

I made them, put the sandwiches back into the fridge and voilà! Dinner was done.

One by one, everyone came home. My honey and the boys got home from hunting (guys 0, Bambi 1--yesss!), E-girl got home from the youth retreat, G-girl got home from work, and Rob got up from his nap. Oh! And I made yummy molasses cookies.

Some of the kids watched Friends with me for a little while, Chandler finally proposed to Monica, and now, it's time to think about going to bed. (big yawwwwwnnn) Oh, maybe one more rice game, and then I'm good.

Saturday, November 10, 2007

can you handle one more blogthing?

This one was too funny to not post! Four Giggling Monkeys had this going on over at her blog today.

You Are a Fruitcake

People pretend you're sweet and precious, but they know how weird you really are!

Can you see that I have not gotten off the computer to do anything productive all day?

calling all word geeks

Okay, all you wordies. I found this site on Antique Mommy's blog. It's a huge time killer, at least it was for me. BUT, you are helping donate rice for hungry people while you do it. It's addicting. I don't know if I dare go back! I might be stuck there for another hour.

The highest I got was a 45, but your score can fluctuate up or down, depending on how many words you are getting (or guessing, as the case may be) right. But every correct answer wins ten grains of rice for the hungry. So far, 1,072,025,720 grains of rice have been donated. Not by just me. Totally. I've (only) donated 8070 grains myself. It's dangerous, but ya gotta love it.

a sluggish Saturday

What a contrast to last weekend. Today my heap of ambition is maybe the size of a small anthill. I can't see my way through to doing a single thing.

We went to Baby Del's birthday party, at his other gramma's house--my honey's ex. That was a surreal experience. It's lovely, because their relationship is relatively good now, but every once in a while I just kind of shake my head and wonder if this is really happening.

All I can say is that God is a miracle worker. When I think of the animosity that used to be there, mmm mmm mmm.

The kids took the grandbabies to the fall maze thing at the local community center after the party, but we were happy to come home and just, well, collapse would be a good word here, I guess. My brain was buzzing by the time we left because of all the noise. I'm beginning to recover. I suppose I'll find that other pile of ambition right around the time I get ready for bed. And then I won't sleep until two or three in the morning. Being almost fifty is so much fun!

Friday, November 9, 2007

too tired to tango

It's been a loooong week. But it's almost over, and I have Monday off. I just seem to be dragging myself through the day. Do you think it's because fall is here, and the clocks have been turned back? It's almost dark out now when I go home from work.

It's a day when I would just love to cuddle up on my bed with some Sugarland and Selah in the CD player, some Pecan Sandies, a cold glass of milk, a bunch of magazines to clip, and my Discovery Journal. You can call it a scrapbook or an All About Me journal, but I happen to like the name Illustrated Discovery Journal. It sounds like a journey, like travels to another land, only you get to do it from the comfort of your own cozy bed (or chair, as the case may be).

If you've read Sarah Ban Breathnach's Simple Abundance, you know what I'm talking about. I don't buy into everything in her book, but I do like the principles she proposes. Gratitude, Simplicity, Order, Harmony, Beauty and Joy. Gratitude takes us out of our selfishness. Simplicity streamlines. Order brings peace. Harmony speaks for itself. Beauty is food for our eyes and heart. And joy? A gift from God.

Well, unfortunately I don't get to play right now. I get to make dinner for my ravenous family. We are having homemade calzones tonight. I guess you could call them semi-homemade because I use refrigerated biscuits. They're still a little time consuming to roll out, but yummy to eat. Comfort food, if you ask me. I'll share the recipe. They're even delicious the next day if you heat them in the microwave. We dunk them in pizza sauce.

Cheesy Sausage Calzones recipe

Source: Pillsbury Crescents Biscuits & More - March 2004

1/2 pound bulk Italian pork sausage
1/3 cup chopped onion
1/4 cup chopped red bell pepper
1 (10 ounce) can Pillsbury Grands
2 ounces (1/2 cup) shredded mozzarella cheese
1 1/2 cups tomato pasta sauce, heated

Heat oven to 375 degrees F.

In medium skillet, combine sausage, onions and bell pepper; cook over medium heat for 10 minutes or until sausage is no longer pink, stirring frequently. Drain. Cool 10 minutes.

Separate dough into 5 biscuits. On ungreased large cookie sheet, press each biscuit to form 6-inch round. I cut the sides of a large baggie open, spray the insides of it with cooking spray, put the biscuit in between them to roll it out with a rolling pin. Top half of each biscuit round with sausage mixture and cheese to within 1/2 inch of edge. It takes a couple of tablespoons. Fold dough over filling; press edges firmly with fork to seal.

Bake for 12 to 15 minutes or until golden brown.

Serve warm calzones with warm pasta sauce for dipping.


Wednesday, November 7, 2007

seven quirky things

I've been tagged by .:B HappyGirl:. for this meme. The deal is you write seven quirky things about yourself, and tag seven other people to do the same. Easy peasie! I have plenty of weirdness to talk about. I'm not so hot on the tagging people thing, but if you'd like to play, too, please consider yourself tagged! Just leave me a comment so I can come enjoy your weirdness! LOL

So, here goes.

1. I love things to be organized, but my house is anything but organized. I'm a perfectionist, but I procrastinate at doing things, because if I don't have time to do things perfectly, I don't do them at all. At work, however, my office is completely organized and clean. I have fewer "things" and more "aways" in which to put my things. It's impossible to put everything away unless you have enough "aways". "Aways" are good. That might explain my fascination with all things related to organization. Boxes, totes, drawers, shelves, you name it. But sometimes they just sit there empty while I admire them. I will often move them from place to place, just to figure out what to do with them.

2. I can't sleep if I have socks on. I hate wearing socks. The only problem is that your feet smell if you're not careful to switch up the shoes you wear. Bleah.

On a side note, my cat Franklin carries socks around the house in his mouth and me-rows through the socks. Thinking that it's stuck on his teeth, I go to help him. Then and only then, he drops it and waits smugly for me to pet him.

3. I think it's fair to say that my pet peeve is people not picking up or cleaning up after themselves. The quirky part is that I don't do it either! (Don't pick up after myself. Maybe I should change that...huh.) Oh, I also really hate when people don't put the toilet paper on the holder with the end coming off the front.

4. The most boring thing I do in my day is take a shower. Of course maybe procrastinating on that contributes to the smelly feet thing. Eeee-yew.

5. We don't try to get rid of squirrels, chipmunks and rabbits--we FEED them! I beg my honey to leave a nice brush pile in the yard every year so the rabbits and other critters have a place to hide from the dogs and cats that roam the neighborhood. I draw the line at rats, though.

6. I hate making time to exercise, but once I actually am doing it, I love it.

7. Once I get into bed at night, I settle myself and get comfortable. If I have to get up and do anything (like feed the dog or get a drink of water), it's almost impossible for me to get comfortable again. I have to thrash around for a while to find that comfy spot. I fling my covers up in the air several times to try and straighten them out so I don't have too much covering my feet or have them too far up my neck. I have to adjust my pillow several (dozen) times, and huff and puff mightily (as if that helps), before I can settle down again. Are you feeling sorry for my husband yet? I am. It's just much better if I don't have to get up after I lay down.

Tuesday, November 6, 2007

finishing off the day

I didn't finish my list. But I cooked two meals from scratch: Autumn Butternut Chicken for lunch and Stuffed Shells for G-girl's birthday dinner. And brownies for dessert. Those were from a box, though. But not from the freezer.

The Butternut Chicken was just okay. It wasn't that great. The recipe was on the grocery store ad. I think they just print those on there so you buy the ingredients to make the stuff. But it sure beat peanut butter and jelly for lunch.

And the other thing I got done was some smoothing on the mudded walls in the living room. One of my coworkers suggested trying a wet sponge to smooth things out instead of sandpaper--that was a great suggestion! It worked like...oh, I don't know. It worked like a key in a well-oiled lock. It was slick!

But oh, my achin' body. I am not used to being that active. Sad, but true. I took some ibuprofen before I started working. My ex-boss said that if he took three ibuprofen BEFORE he went to play racquetball, he was never sore the next day. But if he didn't take any, he could barely walk the day after he played. So we'll see if it works tomorrow. I'll keep you posted. If I remember. Heh.

The pièce de résistance of the entire day, though, was when I was getting up this morning. Even though I didn't have to work today, I got up to make sure the girls were up for school. I was sitting on the edge of the bed, and I heard plastic bags rustling over by the closet. Thinking that one of the cats must have been behind my boxes, I looked over there...just in time to see the entire black hole avalanche down onto the floor! It had tipped forward just a bit, tilted slightly to one side, and floomped! in one swift slide, and instantly, there was no remaining floor to be seen between the bed and the closet!

I had stacked everything from the bed last night into a delicately balanced pile that reached all the way up to the closet bar. So much for that. I have since picked up and folded each and every piece of clean clothing that was in that pile. I'm debating if I'm going to put them away tonight, or if I'm going to create another pile. The later it gets, the less chance that I'll be putting them away. :)

They got put away. Yip pee. My energy is draining away...I can scarcely form words...good night.

Monday, November 5, 2007

what I'm doing today

Today is a free day! Yippee!

By that, I mean that I don't have any obligations to anyone. I took the day off work. My kids are in school or gone. My hubby is gone hunting. The animals are fed, watered, pottied, and content. Me? I'm cleaning my little brains out.

Go figure. I could do anything at all, and I'm cleaning! Huh. It's like I have a split personality or something. It's the only explanation. LOL.

Here's what I've done so far:

  • Cleaned the bathroom (the toilet, the floor, the sink AND the nasty, yukky tub)
  • Cleaned the stove top, burner grates and burner plates
  • Cleaned the oven
  • Cleaned the oven racks
  • Scrubbed my counters
  • Cleaned the microwave
  • AND did all the dishes!

** a side note here...did you know? You can clean your burner plates and oven racks by putting them in a big garbage bag, pouring in a cup of plain old ammonia and tying the bag shut. Just let them sit overnight, and when you take them out in the morning, you can almost just rinse them clean!! It's better than magic! **

And by the time I'm done with everything today, I hope to get the rest of these things checked off my list:

  • Scrub the kitchen floor
  • Clean under the fridge (yukkk!)
  • Finish switching out my summer/winter clothes
  • Find the kids' boots in the garage for when they need them
  • Pick up the garden decorations and critters and put them away for the season
  • Put the yard furniture away
  • Throw away the broken totes and coolers (halfway done)
  • Clean and organize the deck

If I get that done and I'm still standing, I'm going to scrapbook. Wanna take any bets that I make it that far? I'm optimistic, but I'm going to need to stay focused. So I have to get off this computer and get moving!!

How's your Monday going?

Sunday, November 4, 2007

one more thing before I go to bed

I've been debating if I should stop checking books out from the library for a while. You see, I check out a huuuuuge stack of them every week or so. I bring them home. I set them down in a place where no one will trip over them. I have the best intentions of reading them ALL before they are due again. I usually read ONE at a time, and with the time that I have to read books, it takes me forever. By the time they are due, I have usually only read a couple of them. I have almost always misplaced one or two of them, and I end up paying overdue fines on them. I need to stop the madness! I should stop checking books out for a while, and read the ones I own at home.

Well, that all sounds fine and good, but, and it's a big but, I am hooked on being able to get all these fine books I read about when I'm blogging. I can check them out for FREE! That free thing always catches me. Unfortunately, I don't get them READ. And I have to pay for them when they're late. I don't like it. Not a bit. So I'm seriously debating this.

On Saturday, I stopped at a garage sale. The lady was selling her stuff, cleaning (weeding out) her house "Clean Sweep" style. Two bucks for this, a buck for that. She brings out a huge box of books. How much? A quarter/fifty cents each! She has my taste in reading! She had dozens of books I had not read yet, and she recommended a bunch of them. So I came home with a bag full of new authors and new books to read. And I don't have to worry about returning them on time, cuz they're all mine! They cannot cost me any more money. Hooray!

You may see them on a Pay it Forward post in the future if I give them away. I'm trying to hold things loosely now, and not have so much STUFF accumulate in my house! Although, if you would see my bedroom tonight, you would have some doubts about that! The bed is piled high with junk, clothes, stuff to go through...aauuuugh! It's baaaack. (the black hole. shhhh.)

If I sneak up on it quietly and attack it before it knows what is happening, I might win. If not, and you don't hear from me for a while, it might have gotten me! In which case, send out a search party! But hold hands, so you don't get sucked in, too.

the end of a long dry run

I heard from the guys tonight, and they got three deer today. Bambi's lucky streak ran out this time. They're still hunting tomorrow, so they may get even more. Well, the meat will be nice to have. I do like venison the way that my honey trims it out. We'll probably get some venison sausage made from most of it, and cut up the loins into steaks.

I was happy for them, but sad for the deer. You know, the guys have just as much male bonding time even if they don't get deer. Good times, less work, don't have to mess with cutting and cleaning, and Bambi gets a reprieve. What a concept! But somehow, I just don't think I could talk them into it. Not this year, I guess.

Hey! What do you think the chances are for passing a federal law against hunting? Let the critters be! Live and let live! Preserve life! They passed Prohibition back in the last century, didn't they? With a federal amendment, to boot. It could happen. Not. Not in my lifetime.

Oh, I think I might be in the doghouse with this one. Forget the doghouse...I'll be in the rabbit house--the brush pile!

I don't really have a lot else to say about that.

Guys - 3
Bambi - 0

and the winner is...

AMY! She is at "We Owe How Much?" and she has a fun blog over there, writing about how she and her husband are living frugally so they can get out of debt. I could take lessons!

Okay, I waited up until Daylight Savings Time switched over to post this. I love y'all that much! Just kidding. I was up anyway.

Auuggghhh! Wait. Foot in mouth disease strikes again. I reread that. I was only kidding about the part about staying up this late to post this.That sounded so snotty. I do love y'all! My apologies.

And if G-girl was reading, right now she would say, "No, thank you." We had a crazy conversation where she declined my apology, and when I said she couldn't do that, she piped right back up with, "Sure I can. I'll show you. Say it again!" And of course I fell for it, and she did it again to me! I'm also gullible!

Going to bed now, at 1 am.

Saturday, November 3, 2007

scrap mania!

We had a lovely evening scrapbooking with G-girl and Dee-girl. G-girl turned 18 today!! She went out to breakfast with her boyfriend, Sports-guy, and spent some time with me today, too! Went to Scrap Mania at Archiver's...oooooh I am tired. I spent six stinkin' hours there, and do you know how many pages I got done???

Almost one. Almost!

I am the pokiest little puppy I know. MAN I'm slow!

I've made small progress on my house projects. Small. Not telling what they are yet. I have to get them done and take pictures first. Then I'll share more. I don't know if I'll be brave enough to share the before pictures. Maybe not even the after pictures. We'll see.

Well, anything more I write won't make sense anyway, so I'll head for bed and try again tomorrow.

my "Fall, Y'all" bloggy giveaway

Happy Fall, Y'All! The drawing has been done. Amy is my winner! Congratulations, Amy! Thanks for stopping by, everyone. C'mon back for a visit and a cuppa coffee when things settle down for you!
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Let's get this party rollin'! I'm excited! I can't wait to see all the giveaways that are happening this week in Blogland.

This Breezy alphabet set from Magnetic Poetry is so cool! It's a sassy font, and it's great to use when you're stamping anything...I just went through a class at Archivers recently, and they used craft paint with their stamps as well as many of the cool inks they have now. It's fun to do just an initial on a large button or piece of chipboard, or you can do a custom title on a scrapbook page...just whatever.

There is a full set of upper case and lower case letters, and punctuation marks and numbers as well. The upper case letters are about an inch tall. Each letter has a dandy plastic handle on the back so you can stamp without getting your fingers messy, and then the handle sticks into the placeholder when you're through with it. The entire set is new in the box.

I will use a random number generator to draw one lucky name from the comments on this post. I will pack it up and pay the postage...all you have to do is leave me a comment here and tell me one of your favorite songs and who the artist is, or the most recent good book you've read. I'm always looking for new music and new reads. Thanks for sharing!

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(Example: daisyaday [@] gmail [.] com )

Anyway, here is the prize you're entering to win! Do ya like it?

Friday, November 2, 2007

getting ready to party!

I was informed in a crusty voice by Dee girl that I've been slacking on my blog. I missed two days! Well, I've been trying to write every day, so I guess that is kind of slacking.

My internet service has been down at home, so it makes it a little tough to read blogs, write blog posts, or even ENTER FALL Y'ALL GIVEAWAYS!!! I feel like I'm in the dark here! (Scent of a Woman--love that line. Love that movie.)

Well, I'm a merry hunting widow today. Actually, as I told my small group buddies last night, I'm too cheerful to be a widow. I wonder what else I could call it. Anyway, it's a girl party at my house this weekend. The guys are ALL gone hunting, trying to hunt down Bambi. All that bright orange, and male bonding stuff, and macho up the wazoo--they can have it all! Actually, if they come home with nothing, I'll be celebrating another successful season--FOR THE DEER! Go, Bambi!

I'm going to clean, scrapbook, cook fancy girlie food, and watch Friends! Maybe I'll even rearrange the house. If you can't have a new one, rearrange the old one and it'll feel new. Oh, I can hardly wait to get started!

Thursday, November 1, 2007

oh, nooooo! not Sabrina!

I was so disappointed when Sabrina Bryan was voted off of Dancing With the Stars on Tuesday. She was my very favorite--I had her picked to win the thing. But--I didn't vote. Ever. I stopped voting after the first season of American Idol I watched.

I detached a little bit. Pulled back. Took a deep breath. Whew!

But, I did cry a little tear for Sabrina. Her positive attitude and cheerful spirit were infectious. I always felt better after I got to watch her perform. The world didn't end, her career will go on. I will just miss seeing her radiant smile and hearing her contagious giggle on Monday nights.

Hey! Did you hear the commercial about the new show they are planning? They will be looking for talent that can dance AND sing, and they'll be performing in teams...something like that. That will be such a treat. Rhythmic like beautiful poetry, but as dynamic as rap.