You know you have a hit.
Tonight, I was at a loss- what am I going to feed these kids?? I picked up my BB today, and there were all these wonderful fresh fruits and veggies, perfect for the season, and bright enough o make my mouth water just imagining what I could make with them! This weeks bounty: Yellow Squash, Yellow Corn, Zucchini, Butter Lettuce, Carrots, Broccoli, Raspberries, Plums, Cantaloupe, Strawberries, & Grapes.
Being the resourceful person I am, I called my mom to ask her what to make for dinner. I've lost all of my brain power to the move this week, so I'm glad she can still think clearly! I told her about my basket, and said I had rice too (I think I was craving the rice) and she told me about our friend Heather's yummy Broccoli and Chicken Curry over Rice. Sure, I've got a curry mix! So I cut up my veggies, and tossed them in the steam bowl and cooked the rice and veggies together in the rice cooker. On the stove, I made the chicken curry sauce, and when the rice and veggies were done, I mixed them with the sauce and put it in the oven for 20 minutes. Hot Dang! It's so good. Every one of us asked for seconds. Every one of us at every bit of the seconds. We will eat all the left overs and smile while doing it. You know you want some.
Broccoli and Chicken Curry Rice Casserole- my twist on Heathers' Genius!
1/2 head of cauliflower (= A Handful)
Handful of Broccoli
Four Carrots (peeled and sliced)
1 Yellow Squash (peeled and sliced)
1/2 cups rice
3 c water
Rice and water in the bottom of the rice maker- put steam basket on top full of all the veggies. Cook on white rice setting.
Chicken
1 Can Cream of Chicken Soup
1 Cup Mayonaise
1 pk Curry mix
Cook up your chicken (or cheat like i did and use canned chicken). Mix your Soup, Mayo, and Curry with chicken until call the curry is blended in. When rice and veggies are done, mix it all together and bake.
Seriously. My kids asked for seconds.
Bountiful Baskets and the Best Meatloaf Ever
A tale of a happy and healthy kitchen.
About a year ago, my Mom told me about Bountiful Baskets and how they could benefit my family. At the time, I couldn't afford them, or told myself I couldn't afford them. If I could go back knowing what I know now, I would slap my old self silly and tell her that she can't NOT afford to get the baskets. It's been 3 weeks, but let me tell you, my budget, my tummy, my kids, and my scale are all happy. <<>> Anyways, this week, I had a couple things left over from last week's basket that needed to get used, and some things in the current basket. I also had a lb of beef in my fridge that needed to get used or frozen, and i'm trying to avoid the freezer right now (moving soon, trying not to store!). So I started googling and going to recipe blogs. I asked google What's for dinner tonight? and once I found something I could tolerate, it took me to meatloaf. Which sounded good to this pregnant momma (weird, not a huge meatloaf fan...). And then I remembered my mom making meatloaf once upon a time, and hiding things in it that my family would most likely protest at eating. And inspiration, and a couple of recipes that were tweakable finally fell into my lap/bowl. So here it is. The Best Meatloaf I've ever made:
1 lb ground beef (lean!!)
2 Tbs milk
1 Tbs water
1 small green apple (chopped)
1-2 carrots (chopped/shredded)
1/2 onion (chopped fine)
1/2 cup bread crumbs/seasoned stuffing mix
1 egg
1/2 unpacked brown sugar
1/2 cup ketchup
squirt of mustard
Preheat your oven to 375 degrees.
So, take your beef, milk, and water and mix them together- to moisten the beef. Toss in your apple, carrots, onion, and stuffing mix. Put on gloves or not (I totally wrapped my hand in saran wrap bc i hate hate hate touching meat and didn't have sandwich baggies...) and mush the ingredients together (mix well). Add the egg and smoosh some more. Form into a "loaf" and put in your pan (bread pan, metal or glass). Mix up your brown sugar, ketchup, and mustard well, and pour on top of your meat loaf. Bake for an hour. Once done, and once it's cooled for 5-7 minutes, I pull it out of the pan to drain the not so lean part of beef juices. This is also an ideal time to slice it into portion sizes on the serving platter- or in my case, the tupperware dish any leftovers will get stored in.
About half way into the baking, I realized meatloaf wasn't going to fill us up.. what was I going to serve with it??! So I went back to my Bountiful Basket... and saw potatoes! Sweet! Classic! Meatloaf and potatoes for dinner at my house last night! And then I really got creative. See, I still had some green onions left over from the previous basket, and some carrot shreds too.. I'm a great mashed potato/ potato soup maker. THIS IS MY THING- mom has me do it when I'm home for thanksgiving. So here's what I did:
4 small/medium potatoes (scrubbed, quartered and then sliced thin for faster cooking)
1/2 carrot- shredded (whatever I had left over)
1/4 c butter
2-4 tbs milk
1/2-1 cup chopped green onion
(I also added the remaining stuffing crumbs (2/3 cups) for flavor and bc I originally added too much milk (I am bad about measuring and do a trial by pour method)
Bring some water and a tbsp of salt to a boil, add the potatoes and carrots together. Drain. Add butter and milk, mash with hand smasher thingymabobber. (Or cheat and toss in a blender.. I hand mash to keep the texture lumpy). Add green onion and stir in.
Serve.
I don't have any left overs. Last night it was my two kids (ages 1 and nearly 3), myself, and a portion for my good friend and neighbor V. I was seriously impressed with myself and glad that V encouraged me to write it down for further reference. So here it is. For your use, my use, and V's! And I have nothing but this to show for my efforts. Dirt and empty dishes.
One note I would like to make regarding this meal: There are no seasonings used/added (minus the salt to boil the potatoes). Yes, the stuffing came pre seasoned, but I didn't add anything beyond that... which is rare for me. But I am so glad that I didn't do it (Honestly, I totally forgot because the kids were whiny and clingy and hungry... crying and distracting the cook from her masterpiece!). The natural flavors of the fresh fruit and veggies were amazing. I will be repeating this experience!
In the words of Sariah. Peace Out Ya'll!
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| Remaining offerings from this weeks' basket Spaghetti Squash, Watermelon, Canary Melon, Green Apples, Tomatoes, Cucumbers, Plums, Apricots, & Banana's (I've used most of the plums, The lettuce, one of the Spaghetti squashes, the onions, the green onions, celery, snap peas, carrots, and probably some other little things that my preggo brain has no recollection of! |
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| 6 1/2 months pregnant with #4. This is my tribute to healthy eating during pregnancy... I should be much larger than this, and have been with all the previous children at this point. |
2 Tbs milk
1 Tbs water
1 small green apple (chopped)
1-2 carrots (chopped/shredded)
1/2 onion (chopped fine)
1/2 cup bread crumbs/seasoned stuffing mix
1 egg
1/2 unpacked brown sugar
1/2 cup ketchup
squirt of mustard
Preheat your oven to 375 degrees.
So, take your beef, milk, and water and mix them together- to moisten the beef. Toss in your apple, carrots, onion, and stuffing mix. Put on gloves or not (I totally wrapped my hand in saran wrap bc i hate hate hate touching meat and didn't have sandwich baggies...) and mush the ingredients together (mix well). Add the egg and smoosh some more. Form into a "loaf" and put in your pan (bread pan, metal or glass). Mix up your brown sugar, ketchup, and mustard well, and pour on top of your meat loaf. Bake for an hour. Once done, and once it's cooled for 5-7 minutes, I pull it out of the pan to drain the not so lean part of beef juices. This is also an ideal time to slice it into portion sizes on the serving platter- or in my case, the tupperware dish any leftovers will get stored in.
About half way into the baking, I realized meatloaf wasn't going to fill us up.. what was I going to serve with it??! So I went back to my Bountiful Basket... and saw potatoes! Sweet! Classic! Meatloaf and potatoes for dinner at my house last night! And then I really got creative. See, I still had some green onions left over from the previous basket, and some carrot shreds too.. I'm a great mashed potato/ potato soup maker. THIS IS MY THING- mom has me do it when I'm home for thanksgiving. So here's what I did:
4 small/medium potatoes (scrubbed, quartered and then sliced thin for faster cooking)
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| I wish I had taken a picture of the meatloaf itself, but I'm not the best photographer... |
1/4 c butter
2-4 tbs milk
1/2-1 cup chopped green onion
(I also added the remaining stuffing crumbs (2/3 cups) for flavor and bc I originally added too much milk (I am bad about measuring and do a trial by pour method)
Bring some water and a tbsp of salt to a boil, add the potatoes and carrots together. Drain. Add butter and milk, mash with hand smasher thingymabobber. (Or cheat and toss in a blender.. I hand mash to keep the texture lumpy). Add green onion and stir in.
Serve.
I don't have any left overs. Last night it was my two kids (ages 1 and nearly 3), myself, and a portion for my good friend and neighbor V. I was seriously impressed with myself and glad that V encouraged me to write it down for further reference. So here it is. For your use, my use, and V's! And I have nothing but this to show for my efforts. Dirt and empty dishes.One note I would like to make regarding this meal: There are no seasonings used/added (minus the salt to boil the potatoes). Yes, the stuffing came pre seasoned, but I didn't add anything beyond that... which is rare for me. But I am so glad that I didn't do it (Honestly, I totally forgot because the kids were whiny and clingy and hungry... crying and distracting the cook from her masterpiece!). The natural flavors of the fresh fruit and veggies were amazing. I will be repeating this experience!
In the words of Sariah. Peace Out Ya'll!
Confessions of a guilty mom
Today was supposed to be ridiculously crazy. I had a list of things THAT HAD TO GET DONE before 10:30 this morning when I had the housing inspector coming over for a pre-move out inspection. I got up, got the kids dressed, and off to daycare we went. I came home and made myself some tea to help wake me up (because we all know I am not a morning person!). So, thinking I had about an hour and a half until the maintenance guy was going to be here, I sat down for two minutes to drink my tea- AND THE DOORBELL RINGS! Dang it. There is only one person who isn't afraid to ring my doorbell and that person is the person who doesn't know any better (everyone who normal comes over either just walks in or knocks for fear of waking me up). And there he is, the kind home inspector. I did not have my floors vacuumed, or mopped, or swept. I did not have my toilets scrubbed to a glistening sheen of perfection, and I'm pretty sure there was a diaper from this mornings dressing session that didn't quit make it to the trash can (it was next to the trash, just not in...). I mean, I did spend 3 days getting ready, so the house is clean, all I HAD to do this morning was the floors. I looked at the clock when the doorbell rang- it was 9:15. Hello?! 10:30?? Whats the point of making a specific appointment if they are going to ignore it? Dang housing. So in he comes, asks me five questions or so, looks at the tubs (which happened to be clean thank goodness!) and then told me we were done. WE'RE DONE???? ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I JUST SPENT MY ENTIRE WEEKEND TRYING TO GET THINGS IN ORDER SO YOU COULD SPEND TEN MINUTES NOT LOOKING AT ANYTHING??? Fine. Be that way. It's a good thing he was a sweetheart. I mean really. So then I decided the vacuuming could wait. The mopping could wait. The toilets most definitely could wait. My entire mornings worth of plans was shot. So I did something "scandalous"... I went to the movies by. my. self. AND IT WAS AWESOME! I put on one of Chad's hats, my biggest pair of hideous bug eye sunglasses, and drove my minivan to the theater. Oh yes, I went out by myself, and I WENT IN DISGUISE...
just in case someone recognized me and asked me where my kids were or what I was doing or where I was going... I even snuck some food/snacks. I'm so bad. I LAUGHED OUT LOUD at a preview. I'm totally going to go see that new Disney movie... I sat in the back row so no one would notice me, but it was so cool- the theater I went to, had automatic reclining lazy boy chairs... for each person. So I totally put my feet up, turned off my phone, and snacked on a fudge round. Heaven.
And then I was driving home. And I looked at my gas tank, and saw that it was just above 'E.' I thought about filling up, decided it could wait, and went on home. But having noticed the tank, I began to feel a little guilty... so to assuage my mommy guilt, I went and picked up the kids early (which I justified by saying that I was saving gas by not going home and then going back out to get the kids). Well, lucky for me, it was just after snack time, and just before nap time! So I brought them home, and Ben went right to bed. Sariah is waiting for me to go lay down. Oh yea, mommy guilt assuaged, and secret identity safe. I felt like a celebrity hiding from the paparazzi today. It was thrilling. I might do it again, someday. Like next week when that Disney movie comes out...
just in case someone recognized me and asked me where my kids were or what I was doing or where I was going... I even snuck some food/snacks. I'm so bad. I LAUGHED OUT LOUD at a preview. I'm totally going to go see that new Disney movie... I sat in the back row so no one would notice me, but it was so cool- the theater I went to, had automatic reclining lazy boy chairs... for each person. So I totally put my feet up, turned off my phone, and snacked on a fudge round. Heaven.
And then I was driving home. And I looked at my gas tank, and saw that it was just above 'E.' I thought about filling up, decided it could wait, and went on home. But having noticed the tank, I began to feel a little guilty... so to assuage my mommy guilt, I went and picked up the kids early (which I justified by saying that I was saving gas by not going home and then going back out to get the kids). Well, lucky for me, it was just after snack time, and just before nap time! So I brought them home, and Ben went right to bed. Sariah is waiting for me to go lay down. Oh yea, mommy guilt assuaged, and secret identity safe. I felt like a celebrity hiding from the paparazzi today. It was thrilling. I might do it again, someday. Like next week when that Disney movie comes out...
Mommy Points (Like Brownie points...)
Today, I earned two mommy points. These mommy points are a lot similar to brownie points that my husband earns every once in a while, but no one keeps score on mommy points except me. Last night I got an email letting me know that I wouldn't hear from my man due to a blackout (blackout's happen when a service member has lost their life and the military is still tracking down the family to inform them). I shouldn't have checked my email, I knew it wasn't Chad, but that doesn't mean I didn't stress over it all night long. Anyways, due to my lack of sleep, the kids and I slept in, and I kept them home because I was too lazy to drive them to daycare.
Point 1: My kids are bathed and clean. And they didn't scream getting that way either.
Point 2: My kids ate all of their dinner, without complaining, AND asked for seconds (well, Ben grunted for seconds, but I got the message). And then, Sariah cleared the dishes away without complaint. Yes, I'm feeling like that was point worthy, maybe even an extra point worthy, but I lost that extra point because I wasn't as patient as I should have been putting them to bed. In fact, I failed to impress upon Sariah the importance of staying in her bed. She is currently sitting next to me reciting the ABC's... which is awesome, except that it's the billionth time she's done it. Oh, and I just noticed she put shoes and socks on.. her shoes.. my socks. Ugh.
I finally heard from Chad, he didn't even know the unit had been on blackout because he'd been gone on a 12 hour mission, and then informed me that it wasn't anyone we knew. Which made me sigh in relief, and actually get dressed for the day.. at 7pm...
Well, I never did claim perfection, after all ;)
Point 1: My kids are bathed and clean. And they didn't scream getting that way either.
Point 2: My kids ate all of their dinner, without complaining, AND asked for seconds (well, Ben grunted for seconds, but I got the message). And then, Sariah cleared the dishes away without complaint. Yes, I'm feeling like that was point worthy, maybe even an extra point worthy, but I lost that extra point because I wasn't as patient as I should have been putting them to bed. In fact, I failed to impress upon Sariah the importance of staying in her bed. She is currently sitting next to me reciting the ABC's... which is awesome, except that it's the billionth time she's done it. Oh, and I just noticed she put shoes and socks on.. her shoes.. my socks. Ugh.
I finally heard from Chad, he didn't even know the unit had been on blackout because he'd been gone on a 12 hour mission, and then informed me that it wasn't anyone we knew. Which made me sigh in relief, and actually get dressed for the day.. at 7pm...
Well, I never did claim perfection, after all ;)
Mean Mom Face
Tonight was an interesting mix up to our normal events. There we were, the kids, myself, my neighbor V, and her two kids; walking along pushing our strollers for our evening 4 mile walk. we had just hit our first mile ( I know this because I track our walks via GPS ;) ) WHEN ALL OF A SUDDEN this tiny little ford comes zipping by, speeding and TOSSING newspapers and junk mail out the window all over the streets. V and I stopped, looked at each other, and asked ourselves, what now? V suggested we check to see if it was real mail with a name on it, because that would be so wrong, we would feel obligated to call the MP's. No one's mail should lay out in the middle of the road for anyone to see! So we walk over, and survey our surroundings, it was just adds and junk mail. All of a sudden, THE CAR CAME BACK! Idiot boys. They couldn't have been more that 16-17. So I stood there with my children, in the middle of the road, and started to put my hands on my hips. OOOooooo we glared at those boys, and then we told them to GET OUT OF THE CAR AND PICK ALL THIS UP RIGHT THIS INSANT! And they did.. well, 2 of them did. They started with the far stuff, and then they got closer to pick up the little stuff that was still by our feet, and this is when I really let into them. I put on my meanest mom face and started lecturing about the evils of littering and how they were speeding and made a motion of writing down their license plate number so that if they pissed me off any more, I would call the MP's and their parents. One of the boys tried to excuse himself by saying that they were just having a little bit of fun (baloney!) and that they were on their way back to pick it up (super baloney). My mean mommy attitude totally came out at this point and I wanted him to say something more, go ahead! Well, he wisely shut his trap at that point (disappointing!) and finished picking up all his trash and drove off (at a decent speed). V and I then went on with our walk. Although, with all the excitement, we did not set another 5k record, we did not do our best time, and we totally slacked off the power walking. BUT, we did finish our walk, and we did get some good mommy time in. So all in all, it wasn't a complete bust, even if I really was looking for a fight/police report/mommy tattling. I mean, it is a saturday night, I didn't really have anything else going for me tonight ;)
Oh alright, I guess I'll put pictures up.
I am feeling rather generous in that regard today, because for the first time in this pregnancy, my tummy is finally past my boobs! We just passed the halfway mark, and I'm feeling great. This picture was taken by my super talented 2 year old, Sariah. She loves loves loves taking pictures, esp if mom is in some awkward position/state of undress!
Our days are still going in a good routine~ Wake up at 6, get the kids up and dressed, the bags packed for daycare, and it's off we go. Drop the kids off by 715, make sure the providers know whats what and have everything they need, and get out of the daycare by 725 or I'm going to be late for work.... Drive in Seattle traffic with the rare sightings of the sunshine causing the seattleites to literally freak out... Always an adventure! Spend 8 hours working, up and down and all around the shop/office/toilet... you know the drill! Drive home (in twice the amount of traffic and freaking out seattleites) and get to the daycare before it closes. I'm averaging around 1730 (530 for those of you who don't read military), which is right when the kids teachers are leaving them with the "aftercare" lady. I get screams of joy and instant demands to be picked up as I try to gather the daily supplies to be refilled for tomorrows adventures. I get the kids in the car, only to hear more screams, but this time in protest of having to sit in their respective car seats- although ironically enough, Ben refuses to sit on the blue one, and so Sariah sits there while he looks silly in the pink one. Good things my kids don't have color/gender issues! (Chad and I think it's funny, Ben likes the pink on because it's more comfortable for him). Well, we eventually make it home, I do a quick clean up of the mornings craziness, try to come up with something suitable and fast for dinner, and feed the kids and I before 1900. (7) I have a pressing engagement when the weather is nice, every evening at 1900. At 1900, the kids get put into the double stroller, I strap onto my tennis shoes ( you know, those same shoes I just took off at 1800 to make dinner...) and we go for our walk. If we're lucky, my neighbor Vecincia and her two girls will join us in their double stroller. Right now we're averaging 2+ miles, including some grass, gravel, a steep hill, and cooling temperatures. It's beautiful. I'm trying to stay active to prevent the pain I experience while carrying Ben (I'm also trying to avoid my cane!!!). So far, it's totally working. I haven't gained any pregnancy weight, but the baby is growing according to plan and the midwifes trust I know what I'm doing. I'm sure they might start to worry about it at the next appointment (good things it's not till June!). I'm not worried about it, I'm excited about it!! Well, anyways, we get back to the house around 1945, and Ben gets a diaper change and goes to bed, Sariah and I catch double jeopardy and then the real work begins. Dishes, Laundry, repacking the bags for tomorrow, bath time, switch loads, sort socks, vacuum and then see whats on TV. If we're super lucky, Chad will call and we will get to Skype with him. Sariah makes faces and Chad tells us about his day. And then we go to bed, only to start over again in the morning.
I wish Saturdays were more relaxed then they are, but on Saturday, the shopping, minor errands that can't be completed during the week, the chores that don't need daily doing, and more mommy and kid time :) Sundays start early, get ready for church, go to church, survive church with two wiggly kids, get home from church, force nap time, eat, and laze about.
This will be my last week at work. I'm excited, but not because it means rest, but because for some odd/super super odd reason, I am having some serious nesting issues. I mopped my floor the other night. This is not normal. I folded, MOM, FOLDED the laundry. I vacuumed, swept, and disinfected the kitchen counters. I got rid of nearly empty boxes and I took the shelves out of my fridge to be bleached.. Oh ya, something is wrong. I am looking forward to the last day of work because guess what's next on my list... THE SEWING ROOM. Oh yes, the sacred corner that no one is allowed into unless your name is MOM (me, not my mom, not my mother in law, not anyone else in the whole wide world), is going to get organized, decluttered, detrashed, and reordered. I'm itching to get in there, but can't do it unless I have time to finish the job in one go. Oh yes, next week is going to be fun. FUN I tell you! FUN!!
Ok, I'm crazy. But you love me!
Oh ya, Chad's doing good too!
Xoxo
I am feeling rather generous in that regard today, because for the first time in this pregnancy, my tummy is finally past my boobs! We just passed the halfway mark, and I'm feeling great. This picture was taken by my super talented 2 year old, Sariah. She loves loves loves taking pictures, esp if mom is in some awkward position/state of undress!
Our days are still going in a good routine~ Wake up at 6, get the kids up and dressed, the bags packed for daycare, and it's off we go. Drop the kids off by 715, make sure the providers know whats what and have everything they need, and get out of the daycare by 725 or I'm going to be late for work.... Drive in Seattle traffic with the rare sightings of the sunshine causing the seattleites to literally freak out... Always an adventure! Spend 8 hours working, up and down and all around the shop/office/toilet... you know the drill! Drive home (in twice the amount of traffic and freaking out seattleites) and get to the daycare before it closes. I'm averaging around 1730 (530 for those of you who don't read military), which is right when the kids teachers are leaving them with the "aftercare" lady. I get screams of joy and instant demands to be picked up as I try to gather the daily supplies to be refilled for tomorrows adventures. I get the kids in the car, only to hear more screams, but this time in protest of having to sit in their respective car seats- although ironically enough, Ben refuses to sit on the blue one, and so Sariah sits there while he looks silly in the pink one. Good things my kids don't have color/gender issues! (Chad and I think it's funny, Ben likes the pink on because it's more comfortable for him). Well, we eventually make it home, I do a quick clean up of the mornings craziness, try to come up with something suitable and fast for dinner, and feed the kids and I before 1900. (7) I have a pressing engagement when the weather is nice, every evening at 1900. At 1900, the kids get put into the double stroller, I strap onto my tennis shoes ( you know, those same shoes I just took off at 1800 to make dinner...) and we go for our walk. If we're lucky, my neighbor Vecincia and her two girls will join us in their double stroller. Right now we're averaging 2+ miles, including some grass, gravel, a steep hill, and cooling temperatures. It's beautiful. I'm trying to stay active to prevent the pain I experience while carrying Ben (I'm also trying to avoid my cane!!!). So far, it's totally working. I haven't gained any pregnancy weight, but the baby is growing according to plan and the midwifes trust I know what I'm doing. I'm sure they might start to worry about it at the next appointment (good things it's not till June!). I'm not worried about it, I'm excited about it!! Well, anyways, we get back to the house around 1945, and Ben gets a diaper change and goes to bed, Sariah and I catch double jeopardy and then the real work begins. Dishes, Laundry, repacking the bags for tomorrow, bath time, switch loads, sort socks, vacuum and then see whats on TV. If we're super lucky, Chad will call and we will get to Skype with him. Sariah makes faces and Chad tells us about his day. And then we go to bed, only to start over again in the morning.
I wish Saturdays were more relaxed then they are, but on Saturday, the shopping, minor errands that can't be completed during the week, the chores that don't need daily doing, and more mommy and kid time :) Sundays start early, get ready for church, go to church, survive church with two wiggly kids, get home from church, force nap time, eat, and laze about.
This will be my last week at work. I'm excited, but not because it means rest, but because for some odd/super super odd reason, I am having some serious nesting issues. I mopped my floor the other night. This is not normal. I folded, MOM, FOLDED the laundry. I vacuumed, swept, and disinfected the kitchen counters. I got rid of nearly empty boxes and I took the shelves out of my fridge to be bleached.. Oh ya, something is wrong. I am looking forward to the last day of work because guess what's next on my list... THE SEWING ROOM. Oh yes, the sacred corner that no one is allowed into unless your name is MOM (me, not my mom, not my mother in law, not anyone else in the whole wide world), is going to get organized, decluttered, detrashed, and reordered. I'm itching to get in there, but can't do it unless I have time to finish the job in one go. Oh yes, next week is going to be fun. FUN I tell you! FUN!!
Ok, I'm crazy. But you love me!
Oh ya, Chad's doing good too!
Xoxo
April 2012
Chad has asked that I update the blog...
Only problem, I have no idea what to put on here.
We're expecting Nunes baby # 3. I'm about to "retire" into stay at home mom-hood again. Sariah is now 2 1/2, Benjamin is 1, and we're 4 months gone with this one. We'll find out gender next month on the 15th, but I'm pretty sure I know what they are and the first little bits of their name :) I'm thinning the idea of a small road trip sound like a fun adventure that every pregnant and semi-single mother of 2 1/2 should undertake, but I've been having these thoughts that I need to take my kids down to see my great grandma. Benjamin needs to meet my grandparents too. I'm thinking it's a great idea. AND I think I've got a friend I can con into driving with me :)(cough, AMANDA, cough, cough). It's going to be a good summer while Chad is away, because I'm going to make it a good summer.
I'm kinda boring right now, when Chad asked me to do this, I thought what in the world am I going to write about? We're on a tight routine these days. Wake up, get the kids dressed, get mom dressed, grab the diaper bag for day care, drive to daycare, check in, drop off, drive to work. Work work work. drive home and do it in reverse, but toss in dinner, dishes, laundry, bed times, and mommy shower time. And by that point, I'm too tired to do anything else but sleep. So I do... for about an hour, until Chad calls :)
Chad is doing good, off on the other side of the world do the whole army man thing. He sounds like he is in good health and enjoying the food.
Thats all I've got.. apologies. Will have more later, when our routine changes as I come home from work of the last time.
Love to all~
Only problem, I have no idea what to put on here.
We're expecting Nunes baby # 3. I'm about to "retire" into stay at home mom-hood again. Sariah is now 2 1/2, Benjamin is 1, and we're 4 months gone with this one. We'll find out gender next month on the 15th, but I'm pretty sure I know what they are and the first little bits of their name :) I'm thinning the idea of a small road trip sound like a fun adventure that every pregnant and semi-single mother of 2 1/2 should undertake, but I've been having these thoughts that I need to take my kids down to see my great grandma. Benjamin needs to meet my grandparents too. I'm thinking it's a great idea. AND I think I've got a friend I can con into driving with me :)(cough, AMANDA, cough, cough). It's going to be a good summer while Chad is away, because I'm going to make it a good summer.
I'm kinda boring right now, when Chad asked me to do this, I thought what in the world am I going to write about? We're on a tight routine these days. Wake up, get the kids dressed, get mom dressed, grab the diaper bag for day care, drive to daycare, check in, drop off, drive to work. Work work work. drive home and do it in reverse, but toss in dinner, dishes, laundry, bed times, and mommy shower time. And by that point, I'm too tired to do anything else but sleep. So I do... for about an hour, until Chad calls :)
Chad is doing good, off on the other side of the world do the whole army man thing. He sounds like he is in good health and enjoying the food.
Thats all I've got.. apologies. Will have more later, when our routine changes as I come home from work of the last time.
Love to all~
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