Sunday, March 16, 2008
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Today Lainie spent over an hour outside driving her car in the front yard. All - by - herself! I am loving the fact that she is old enough to venture out into the world on her own, but I still feel guilty that I am not right in the middle of her fun. I know you are supposed to "give them space" and I really do try (sometimes because I'm plain busy and sometimes due to forcing myself to leave her alone.) Today she wore treds through the grass with the circle after circle she made with her Ford F150 Monster Truck. (Can you tell which part of Santa Claus influenced that purchase?) We love you Daddy! Lainie and I can't wait until the Bluegrass Museum Remodeling Project is complete so Daddy can enjoy our afternoon rides too! Miss you Daddy! 
Saturday, March 15, 2008
For all of you who have husbands who will eat anything you put in front of them, count yourself lucky! I however, do not have that husband.
Again...I will start by saying, "I love him. I really do." But honestly, he and I come from total opposite sides of the culinary counter.
Me: casseroles, vegetables, salads, new flavors!
Him: meat, potato, green beans, corn. That's it.
It has been a cooking adventure to say the least the last 10 years.
I always pick new recipes based on the ingredients. (Sure I eyeball it for taste intrigue, but bottomline...is what's in it.) If Scott will or has-ever eaten (and not choked) on the ingredients included, then I feel it is a safe endeavor. Google search engine has become a blessing when it comes to finding new recipes with particular ingredients included. And so it was Wed night.
I had chicken. I wanted FLAVOR. What to do? SO, I found this recipe for Taco Soup. Cold weather...yum! Beans, corn, beer broth, tomato sauce, chicken. easy and yummy sounding (Slow Cooker Chicken Taco Soup.)
So sure enough, who walks in while I am dumping the canned tomatoes onto the beans? Scott. Immediately his brow wrinkles and his nose flares. Why now? You've been downstairs for 2 hours and you now appear?
He asks, "What's that?" (My interpretation: "Oh gross!")
I say, "It's taco soup. It only has ingredients you eat."
He says, "Oh." Mind you the left side of his nose was crooked at the time. (My interpretation: "Ewwwww whine ewwwww whine whine ewwww."
So now I'm mad. I finish my crock pot agenda and stick it in the fridge for the morning. Scott and I then talk about the previous conversation of which he completely denies.
Fast forward 22 hours.
The crock pot smells delicious. Scott even admits he is afraid to eat it. I serve him a bowl just for spite. If he doesn't try it.......ah man!
He sniffs, he licks spoon, he catches my stare out of the corner of his eye. He takes a bite. He downs his first bowl.
He then asks for seconds. I sit with a smirk on my face and make him admit what he was thinking the night before. I was right. But he says that 10 years together has taught him to keep his mouth shut and make any attempt to "choke it down." Am I really that hard core?
2 BOWLS!!! The boy ate 2 bowls of the Ewww - yuk - whine soup. I however, loved it. I loved it from the get go. Let me know if you like it too!
Again...I will start by saying, "I love him. I really do." But honestly, he and I come from total opposite sides of the culinary counter.
Me: casseroles, vegetables, salads, new flavors!
Him: meat, potato, green beans, corn. That's it.
It has been a cooking adventure to say the least the last 10 years.
I always pick new recipes based on the ingredients. (Sure I eyeball it for taste intrigue, but bottomline...is what's in it.) If Scott will or has-ever eaten (and not choked) on the ingredients included, then I feel it is a safe endeavor. Google search engine has become a blessing when it comes to finding new recipes with particular ingredients included. And so it was Wed night.
I had chicken. I wanted FLAVOR. What to do? SO, I found this recipe for Taco Soup. Cold weather...yum! Beans, corn, beer broth, tomato sauce, chicken. easy and yummy sounding (Slow Cooker Chicken Taco Soup.)
So sure enough, who walks in while I am dumping the canned tomatoes onto the beans? Scott. Immediately his brow wrinkles and his nose flares. Why now? You've been downstairs for 2 hours and you now appear?
He asks, "What's that?" (My interpretation: "Oh gross!")
I say, "It's taco soup. It only has ingredients you eat."
He says, "Oh." Mind you the left side of his nose was crooked at the time. (My interpretation: "Ewwwww whine ewwwww whine whine ewwww."
So now I'm mad. I finish my crock pot agenda and stick it in the fridge for the morning. Scott and I then talk about the previous conversation of which he completely denies.
Fast forward 22 hours.
The crock pot smells delicious. Scott even admits he is afraid to eat it. I serve him a bowl just for spite. If he doesn't try it.......ah man!
He sniffs, he licks spoon, he catches my stare out of the corner of his eye. He takes a bite. He downs his first bowl.
He then asks for seconds. I sit with a smirk on my face and make him admit what he was thinking the night before. I was right. But he says that 10 years together has taught him to keep his mouth shut and make any attempt to "choke it down." Am I really that hard core?
2 BOWLS!!! The boy ate 2 bowls of the Ewww - yuk - whine soup. I however, loved it. I loved it from the get go. Let me know if you like it too!
Friday, March 14, 2008
The most brilliant thing I have ever heard Scott quote from one of his former girlfriends (I was by-far the smartest!) is this: "Believe in Tire Angels and they shall protect you on the road."
He likes to tell stories of when his car either broke down, crashed, fell apart etc. is that she always told him it was the belief in the tire angels that helped the scenario be better than it could be. Ok, so fine...there are tire angels.
Well, today....Jennifer Cook and I can verify...there - are - tire - angels.
So, I'm in Winchester and I have been "cruising" on Low Fuel since I left work this morning. Thank goodness it's pay day, because my $15 a day of gas fill ups (yes...a day. I live in Winchester and drive a Mountaineer. It's insane, I know.) my $15 a day gas trip was depleted each and every afternoon. I should have put $30 - $45 in...but I had to "scrape" from multiple sources for the $15 on Wed and Thurs. Thank you payday!
Anyway, Low Fuel light and a low battery beeping phone later, I am talking to Jenn and I start to sputter. Sputter - go - sputter - go - sputter. I lose Jenn. I call her back, tell her my problem and she starts giggling. I, however, am screaming..oh please, please don't quit, please get me into the neighborhood! I even said "Jennifer, by God, YOU will bring me gas before I call my husband, (or my Brother in Law for that matter). They'll kill me. Please let me get to the neighborhood.
Sputter - go - sputter - go. I can see my street. (Jenn is laughing) Sputter - go - sputter. My house in the distance...that's good. It's raining and a hungry 4 year old is in the back, but I can see my house. (Jenn laughing hysterically at this point!) PLEASE! Sputter - go - Sputter - go - driveway - choke - dead. Jenn - holding herself laughing...HA...Jenn gone. WHAT? My car and my phone are now dead. Dead. Dead. I am in front of my house, out of gas with no phone. What the luck.
Well, it was the tire angels who helped me (quick note..and NOT Jenn Cook). Heavy sigh. Thank you tire angels. We are dry, safe and home. Guess Scott dated maybe one that was smarter than I give credit to. Jenn - glad you were along for the ride. I'll call ya later!
He likes to tell stories of when his car either broke down, crashed, fell apart etc. is that she always told him it was the belief in the tire angels that helped the scenario be better than it could be. Ok, so fine...there are tire angels.
Well, today....Jennifer Cook and I can verify...there - are - tire - angels.
So, I'm in Winchester and I have been "cruising" on Low Fuel since I left work this morning. Thank goodness it's pay day, because my $15 a day of gas fill ups (yes...a day. I live in Winchester and drive a Mountaineer. It's insane, I know.) my $15 a day gas trip was depleted each and every afternoon. I should have put $30 - $45 in...but I had to "scrape" from multiple sources for the $15 on Wed and Thurs. Thank you payday!
Anyway, Low Fuel light and a low battery beeping phone later, I am talking to Jenn and I start to sputter. Sputter - go - sputter - go - sputter. I lose Jenn. I call her back, tell her my problem and she starts giggling. I, however, am screaming..oh please, please don't quit, please get me into the neighborhood! I even said "Jennifer, by God, YOU will bring me gas before I call my husband, (or my Brother in Law for that matter). They'll kill me. Please let me get to the neighborhood.
Sputter - go - sputter - go. I can see my street. (Jenn is laughing) Sputter - go - sputter. My house in the distance...that's good. It's raining and a hungry 4 year old is in the back, but I can see my house. (Jenn laughing hysterically at this point!) PLEASE! Sputter - go - Sputter - go - driveway - choke - dead. Jenn - holding herself laughing...HA...Jenn gone. WHAT? My car and my phone are now dead. Dead. Dead. I am in front of my house, out of gas with no phone. What the luck.
Well, it was the tire angels who helped me (quick note..and NOT Jenn Cook). Heavy sigh. Thank you tire angels. We are dry, safe and home. Guess Scott dated maybe one that was smarter than I give credit to. Jenn - glad you were along for the ride. I'll call ya later!
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
This has been such an exciting journey the last month or so. Funny how the whole blog experience at first was a humorous way to "see what talking to myself, outloud" would be like, but it has really been a surprising experience. Here's why!
1. Getting to know new people in a brand new way - like Sarah, Jenn, Alyssa, Maria, Gayla, Vickie and Liz. It has been neat peeking into your lives. Thanks for letting me lurk!
2. Getting to reconnect with friends I haven't talked to in a long time. Hello again to my old buds - Heather B. and Bode, Warrick and Hannah Clay in Louisville, Christi Y, and my long time bud - Lisa from high school. Some of these people I haven't seen for 4 or 5 years!
3. Calling my parents on the weekend to "recap" my week and them "recapping" it FOR ME since they have already seen the blog. At times, I have to stop and ask, "well what are we gonna talk about now?" But, we always find something!
4. And finally, having the opportunity to sit and do what I have needed to do for a long, long time. Reflect on the AWESOME blessings in my life and realize how excitingly lucky I am each and everday!! It certainly lifts the spirit when you think back to all the fun you are having!
Thanks again for making me smile everybody. Hope you are having a great week!
S, S & L
1. Getting to know new people in a brand new way - like Sarah, Jenn, Alyssa, Maria, Gayla, Vickie and Liz. It has been neat peeking into your lives. Thanks for letting me lurk!
2. Getting to reconnect with friends I haven't talked to in a long time. Hello again to my old buds - Heather B. and Bode, Warrick and Hannah Clay in Louisville, Christi Y, and my long time bud - Lisa from high school. Some of these people I haven't seen for 4 or 5 years!
3. Calling my parents on the weekend to "recap" my week and them "recapping" it FOR ME since they have already seen the blog. At times, I have to stop and ask, "well what are we gonna talk about now?" But, we always find something!
4. And finally, having the opportunity to sit and do what I have needed to do for a long, long time. Reflect on the AWESOME blessings in my life and realize how excitingly lucky I am each and everday!! It certainly lifts the spirit when you think back to all the fun you are having!
Thanks again for making me smile everybody. Hope you are having a great week!
S, S & L
Monday, March 10, 2008
It's not that I don't believe in naps...I have just always thought I should be spending my time "else where" doing "efficient" get-it-done stuff. Sadly, I even fuss at the people in my life who are world reknown nappers (My mom when I was little, my brother the summer on Dale Dr., Kate and Erin - my college roommates, my husband when he is home, etc.) But here lately, I have been sucumbing (sp) to the evil that is procrasination and napping like crazy!
What is wrong with me?
Am I narcaleptic? (Lord I hope not!)
Am I overworked? (Yes - but we all are!)
Am I pregnant? (Oh - I would LOVE that!)
Am I lazy? (Probably...but who cares?!)
Am I realizing that naps are right up there with Christmas and sliced bread? (Ab-so-freakin-lutely!!)
Lainie gets long naps.....why not try it out. (But DO NOT tell my husband! I have given him quite the share of grief in 10 years)
On Saturday - I fell asleep while reading. I know Scott could smell it from the worksite - so he called and ir conviently "woke me up."
On Sunday, I fell asleep while folding laundry. Folding laundry...good heavens!!
Today, I fell asleep in St. Joe's Hospital parking lot for over an hour waiting on Allyson to deliver Lainie. I fell asleep IN MY CAR! yekk!
Well, I'm either narcaleptic, pregnant, lazy, or clued in. I sure would like to be pregnant...but we'll wait and see!
Until then - see ya after the nap!
Sunday, March 9, 2008
It snowed. Lainie loved it. Brewtus was not happy.So all of our friends have these cute little dogs that romp through the snow and roll and run as fast as they can. Some are big, small, in between, black, white or brown. We have a dog. He is small. He is black. (So far...he is just like ya'll's dogs.) Except - he is a cold weather WIMP!
I love my dog. I really do. He's a Miniature Pinscher. He looks just like a tiny Doberman would. I truly love him. Truly. I love the fact that he can sleep for 22.5 hours a day and growl enough that will scare the bejeebees out of anyone. I love the fact he is a mere 11 lbs of weight and his name is Brewtus. I love the fact that he believes he is the Alpha Male of Calmes Blvd. But really, when it comes to cold weather "machismo" my dog does - not - have - it!
Case Point 1: We have to drag him to the door to go outside. Daily.
Case Point 2: He has no front teeth. None. He thinks he does and he "tries" to use them on people.
Case Point 3: He just stands in the snow looking at you....cussing at you in his little Min Pin way.
Case Point 4: He used to wear a doggie sweater...until he finally said - enough!
Case Point 5: He pooped on the side walk today. Stood there looked square at me...and pooped on our front porch walkway.
Enough said. I did NOT photography the poop. You're welcome!
Saturday, March 8, 2008
Move over Oprah! We're starting our own - Very Favorite Things series!
For the last 2 years, we have owned one of our most "Mitchell's Very Favorite Things." It's a bit shallow and isn't doing a thing for either world peace or hunger, but it makes the Mitchell's happy just the same. It's an electric heated throw blanket. We keep it in the living room on the couch by the TV and we love it!
We love it so much that Lainie and I nearly fight over it. With her being small, I can usually convince her to scoot over enought hat she can sit on my lap under it. Otherwise, one of us ends up crying when we aren't able to use it, but both want it. We'll have to buy another when she gets larger I'm sure. Scott tries to be cool and pretend it's no big deal to him....but don't let him fool you. When he stays up late to watch TV...he is square underneath it and grinning ear to ear.
With it being so cold outside, and us feeling like we just want to crash and burn when we finally arrive home some nights....our mysical, magical blanket is there to wipe all the cares away and warm us up good and toasty! It is definitely one of the Mitchell's - Very Favorite Things!
For the last 2 years, we have owned one of our most "Mitchell's Very Favorite Things." It's a bit shallow and isn't doing a thing for either world peace or hunger, but it makes the Mitchell's happy just the same. It's an electric heated throw blanket. We keep it in the living room on the couch by the TV and we love it!
We love it so much that Lainie and I nearly fight over it. With her being small, I can usually convince her to scoot over enought hat she can sit on my lap under it. Otherwise, one of us ends up crying when we aren't able to use it, but both want it. We'll have to buy another when she gets larger I'm sure. Scott tries to be cool and pretend it's no big deal to him....but don't let him fool you. When he stays up late to watch TV...he is square underneath it and grinning ear to ear.
With it being so cold outside, and us feeling like we just want to crash and burn when we finally arrive home some nights....our mysical, magical blanket is there to wipe all the cares away and warm us up good and toasty! It is definitely one of the Mitchell's - Very Favorite Things!
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