The "random" post is going around Facebook so I am continuing it here.
1. Tonight, the moon is a perfect cup. Then I realized, with the wispy clouds around it, it looked like the cheshire cat smile.
2. I had a butter pecan milkshake from Marble Slab tonight. Paul and Abbie couldn't keep their hands off it.
3. I got a speeding ticket today for speeding in a school zone. I wasn't on my cell phone but I was in a hurry.
4. Today, a friend and I volunteered to "count the homeless" for a point-in-time count for ARCH. It was interesting.
5. I also took a tour of the Salvation Army today.
6. Paul thinks chick flicks should have an EN rating. EN stands for extra nudity and that would help guys want to watch chick flicks with their wives. He's a true genius. Get me Steven Spielberg's phone number!
7. Abbie only has her 7, 8, 9 and 12's left to memorize for multiplication.
8. I watched Baby Mama the other night and liked it better than I thought.
9. I taught Abbie how to shake her booty today (for a cheer). Nothing a prosti-tot would do, just a little swing to the hips.
10. I taught Abbie how to dance to "Shoulda Put A Ring On It."
Friday, January 30, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Not Even a Holiday
Today is not even a holiday, and I got to see 5 of my family members today. It seems that you don't see many family members unless it is a holiday, birthday, or some other special occasion.
I went to my dad's house to clean for him and pay his bills. My brother and niece were there visiting too. Abbie played with Haley - there was a lot of giggling and meowing going on.
Then I went to my mom's house to visit with her. My brother and niece showed up there too. Abbie and Haley went outside and climbed some trees together. They also poked at the ice on the fish pond.
While we were out and about today, Paul went to G'ville to see his friend, Stephen.
Now, we're home, and we're waiting for some apple dumplings to finish baking. Yum!
I went to my dad's house to clean for him and pay his bills. My brother and niece were there visiting too. Abbie played with Haley - there was a lot of giggling and meowing going on.
Then I went to my mom's house to visit with her. My brother and niece showed up there too. Abbie and Haley went outside and climbed some trees together. They also poked at the ice on the fish pond.
While we were out and about today, Paul went to G'ville to see his friend, Stephen.
Now, we're home, and we're waiting for some apple dumplings to finish baking. Yum!
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Holy Mole-y
I went to my annual dermatologist appointment the other day. It was at 3:15 so Abbie got out of school 15 minutes early and got to go with me.
I surprised her with some MrD's chicken nuggets so she wouldn't be too hungry before we got home. I didn't know how long the appt would last.
We had to wait an hour before I was called back.
I had to get undressed (except for my under-roos) which I didn't mind too much since I wasn't completely naked. But.....because painters were at the house and because I helped deliver a meal to a sick person and stayed too long chit-chatting, I didn't get a chance to get really spiffy for the doctor's appt. So.....I realized too late that I had on underwear with a little message on the rear! How embarrassing! After I got undressed, I had Abbie read the message to me {sigh of relief} Luckily, it didn't say something like, "kiss this!"
The dermatologist always remarks on how many moles I have. Maybe I'm the only super moley person he's ever seen. I wish he'd just lie to me and tell me how beautiful my skin is - the few inches I have without a mole.
But the good news is that the doctor removes a "fishy" looking mole at every appointment I go to. So I lose a mole every year. But the down side is that my moles also multiply. As Murphy's Law goes, I probably gain 5 for every one he removes.
Abbie got to watch the removal process although she really didn't get to see anything. Does that make sense? She did tell me later that she saw them put the hunk of skin in a test tube.
I always inform them that I get woozy when they cut moles off. Even though they numb the spot, I can always feel a little bit of stinging/burning sensation. Not horrible but enough to make my palms start sweating. I've never passed out though.
So they let me lay down while he cut it off and that helps a lot. I have to call back sometime this week or next week to check on the results. Crossing my fingers that it's okay.
One down, 32,458 to go!
I surprised her with some MrD's chicken nuggets so she wouldn't be too hungry before we got home. I didn't know how long the appt would last.
We had to wait an hour before I was called back.
I had to get undressed (except for my under-roos) which I didn't mind too much since I wasn't completely naked. But.....because painters were at the house and because I helped deliver a meal to a sick person and stayed too long chit-chatting, I didn't get a chance to get really spiffy for the doctor's appt. So.....I realized too late that I had on underwear with a little message on the rear! How embarrassing! After I got undressed, I had Abbie read the message to me {sigh of relief} Luckily, it didn't say something like, "kiss this!"
The dermatologist always remarks on how many moles I have. Maybe I'm the only super moley person he's ever seen. I wish he'd just lie to me and tell me how beautiful my skin is - the few inches I have without a mole.
But the good news is that the doctor removes a "fishy" looking mole at every appointment I go to. So I lose a mole every year. But the down side is that my moles also multiply. As Murphy's Law goes, I probably gain 5 for every one he removes.
Abbie got to watch the removal process although she really didn't get to see anything. Does that make sense? She did tell me later that she saw them put the hunk of skin in a test tube.
I always inform them that I get woozy when they cut moles off. Even though they numb the spot, I can always feel a little bit of stinging/burning sensation. Not horrible but enough to make my palms start sweating. I've never passed out though.
So they let me lay down while he cut it off and that helps a lot. I have to call back sometime this week or next week to check on the results. Crossing my fingers that it's okay.
One down, 32,458 to go!
Saturday, January 17, 2009
January 2009
This is the longest Paul has gone without shaving. I can't believe how his beard has so much red in it. His hair on his head has zero red. Tonight, we bought a special razor for beards. He needed some of the attachments for grooming his facial fur. Getting used to this hasn't been easy, but I've been supportive.
What a sweet sight! Abbie - Little Man - Baby - Angel. Abbie was the first to see them sleeping together, and she ran for the camera. She took several pictures then I had her get in the shot. We had to wait for awhile for all their eyes to be closed at the same time.Cooking 101
Have I used that title before?
The other day I volunteered to help take a meal to a teacher who had major surgery. I offered to make dessert. I kept wondering when I was going to be told the date we'd take a meal so I could go shopping.
One of my friends called me and said, "We're taking the meal tomorrow. Do you want to drive over together?"
Short notice (not her fault), but luckily I had all the ingredients on hand for an oatmeal cake. I had no clue what types of dessert this teacher liked, but oatmeal cake is one of my favorites. The cake is "from scratch" but easy and very moist. The other thing I like so much about the cake is that it has an easy but yummy coconut icing (icing is pushing it, but I don't know what else to call it. Glaze, maybe?).
Even though this is one of my favorite desserts, I don't make it a lot. You make the cake in a 13x9 inch pan. Since Paul doesn't love it (he's a chocoholic), I'm left eating it by myself so a lot of it goes to waste.
While I was making it, I kept finding myself scheming up ways to keep some of it for myself. But I didn't have two square pans (one to keep and one to share). I just wanted one piece.... I was so tempted, and I told Paul what my thoughts were. He was sane enough to talk me out of it. Thankfully, the angel on my shoulder (Paul) beat out the devil on my shoulder.
As soon as the cake comes out of the oven, you're supposed to pour the glaze over it and then put it under the broiler. There are only 3 ingredients in the glaze - coconut, butter, and evaporated milk.
While it was cooking under the broiler, I poured out the rest of the evaporated milk because I knew I didn't need it for anything. As I was pouring it out, I thought it looked a little dark. I checked the can for a date. It said " 14 Oct 06" Did that mean it expired in 2006 or on Oct 6, 2014? I smelled the empty can, and it did have a sour smell (but it wasn't chunky pouring out of the can). I had Paul check it too, and he didn't know what to do.
I pulled the cake out of the oven before the glaze was finished cooking. I flaked a little coconut off and tasted it. I *think* it tasted okay, but I couldn't be sure. All I could think about was that maybe the evap. milk expired in 2006. So......................................... I threw the cake away. :(
Just so you know - the can of evaporated milk was NOT buried way back in my pantry. It was right at the front like I had just bought it (and I do purposefully overstock my pantry over the holidays). That's why I didn't check the date before I used it - I assumed it was one of the many things that I had recently bought.
I started over and made Magic Cookie Bars instead. Luckily, I had all the ingredients on hand. When they came out of the oven, I needed them to cool before I put the lid on the pan so that condensation didn't collect in the pan. I took the pan downstairs with me so I could babysit it while it cooled (we have cats in the house that can't be trusted). After it cooled, I took it back upstairs and snapped the lid on.
Hours later, while watching tv, I heard a crash. I rushed upstairs to find that one of the cats had pushed the pan off the counter. The pan landed upside down and the lid popped off, but the bars were intact and had not touched the floor. If I had had to make dessert #3, I might have had a hissy fit!
I put the bars in the frig for safe keeping and cut them into bars the next day and delivered them on a pretty snowman plate. Whew!
The other lady that went with us to deliver the meal (and who has a culinary degree) said I could have used that evaporated milk. :(
Well, it didn't smell right so I guess I'm glad that I started over. As soon as I get back to the grocery store, I'm buying more evaporated milk and making myself an oatmeal cake! Yum!
The other day I volunteered to help take a meal to a teacher who had major surgery. I offered to make dessert. I kept wondering when I was going to be told the date we'd take a meal so I could go shopping.
One of my friends called me and said, "We're taking the meal tomorrow. Do you want to drive over together?"
Short notice (not her fault), but luckily I had all the ingredients on hand for an oatmeal cake. I had no clue what types of dessert this teacher liked, but oatmeal cake is one of my favorites. The cake is "from scratch" but easy and very moist. The other thing I like so much about the cake is that it has an easy but yummy coconut icing (icing is pushing it, but I don't know what else to call it. Glaze, maybe?).
Even though this is one of my favorite desserts, I don't make it a lot. You make the cake in a 13x9 inch pan. Since Paul doesn't love it (he's a chocoholic), I'm left eating it by myself so a lot of it goes to waste.
While I was making it, I kept finding myself scheming up ways to keep some of it for myself. But I didn't have two square pans (one to keep and one to share). I just wanted one piece.... I was so tempted, and I told Paul what my thoughts were. He was sane enough to talk me out of it. Thankfully, the angel on my shoulder (Paul) beat out the devil on my shoulder.
As soon as the cake comes out of the oven, you're supposed to pour the glaze over it and then put it under the broiler. There are only 3 ingredients in the glaze - coconut, butter, and evaporated milk.
While it was cooking under the broiler, I poured out the rest of the evaporated milk because I knew I didn't need it for anything. As I was pouring it out, I thought it looked a little dark. I checked the can for a date. It said " 14 Oct 06" Did that mean it expired in 2006 or on Oct 6, 2014? I smelled the empty can, and it did have a sour smell (but it wasn't chunky pouring out of the can). I had Paul check it too, and he didn't know what to do.
I pulled the cake out of the oven before the glaze was finished cooking. I flaked a little coconut off and tasted it. I *think* it tasted okay, but I couldn't be sure. All I could think about was that maybe the evap. milk expired in 2006. So......................................... I threw the cake away. :(
Just so you know - the can of evaporated milk was NOT buried way back in my pantry. It was right at the front like I had just bought it (and I do purposefully overstock my pantry over the holidays). That's why I didn't check the date before I used it - I assumed it was one of the many things that I had recently bought.
I started over and made Magic Cookie Bars instead. Luckily, I had all the ingredients on hand. When they came out of the oven, I needed them to cool before I put the lid on the pan so that condensation didn't collect in the pan. I took the pan downstairs with me so I could babysit it while it cooled (we have cats in the house that can't be trusted). After it cooled, I took it back upstairs and snapped the lid on.
Hours later, while watching tv, I heard a crash. I rushed upstairs to find that one of the cats had pushed the pan off the counter. The pan landed upside down and the lid popped off, but the bars were intact and had not touched the floor. If I had had to make dessert #3, I might have had a hissy fit!
I put the bars in the frig for safe keeping and cut them into bars the next day and delivered them on a pretty snowman plate. Whew!
The other lady that went with us to deliver the meal (and who has a culinary degree) said I could have used that evaporated milk. :(
Well, it didn't smell right so I guess I'm glad that I started over. As soon as I get back to the grocery store, I'm buying more evaporated milk and making myself an oatmeal cake! Yum!
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