It’s Crap, Mommy

Little Man has hit That Age.

You know the one — where your sweet, innocent child has suddenly started spouting every bad word that you didn’t realize you were saying until you hear it from the other room.

Now, I try to be pretty careful about what I say. I’ve switched to the less-offensive “son of a biscuit”, “shoot”, “crud”, “dangit”, “farg” and “fark”. But ocassionally, I will slip.

Like I did last night while playing Lord of the Rings Online. My son likes to sit on my lap and watch, and point to the horsie and sword on my character’s screen.

“Crap!” I blurted, as my husband’s character was lagging badly.

“Crap mommy! It’s crap! It’s crap mommy! Crap? It’s crap? Crap!”


A Post of Daydream

I was inspired by Anymommy’s Brown Shiny House. I started to comment, then realized it would take up too much room.

My house isn’t shiny, it’s fuzzy. It’s fuzzy and green.

My house is fuzzy and green because it is Bag End.

At my green fuzzy house, there is always enough money.

At my green fuzzy house, electricity comes from the sun.

At my green fuzzy house, there is no washer and dryer to break because the wash is done by hand and hung on a line to dry.

At my green fuzzy house, there is a vegetable garden outside the kitchen.

At my green fuzzy house, all the windows face south.

At my green fuzzy house, there are horses and cows and sheep and goats and pigs and chickens and guineas and rabbits and cats and dogs and fish and rats and snakes and birds.

At my green fuzzy house, the kitchen always smells good.

At my green fuzzy house, I can be a stay-at-home mom all the time.

At my green fuzzy house, ALL of my children live there.

At my green fuzzy house, we can watch the sun rise and not be sleepy.

At my green fuzzy house, there is a reading nook with lots of books and sunshine.

At my green fuzzy house, there is a crafting and scrapbooking table with a place for everything and everything in its place.

At my green fuzzy house, projects get finished.

At my green fuzzy house, there is a tree with a tire swing and a treehouse.

At my green fuzzy house, the only sounds outside are natural.

At my green fuzzy house, the fireflies visit and there is no light pollution.

At my green fuzzy house, I am balanced.

When It Rains It Pours

Friday the Thirteenth:

Night’s grandmother was killed in a car accident and we had to use IRA money to fly him home to Alabama. IRA money that needs to be paid back by September 10 or we get hit with taxes and fees.  $1500.

I broke a tooth. $175 to put a temporary in that will hopefully last until I can get a crown that will probably cost over $500, not to mention I’ll probably need a root canal too.

Our washing machine broke. No clue how much it’s going to cost to fix and if we might be better off buying a new (used) one off craigslist. But can you really trust craigslist for stuff like this? Where would I even GO to find a cheap (under $100) washing machine?

I’m teetering on the “what’s next?” and “that should be enough misfortune for now, thank you” fence.

Sometimes I wish I was a “famous blogger” so I could justify asking random strangers for money, but that’s not how it works, is it?

No fault but my own.

A Week of Bento – Monday

So I started off easy. I found a delicious-looking recipe in my copy of Hawaii’s Bento Box Cookbook: 2nd Course and made it, and some rice. The chicken was so delicious it almost didn’t survive having leftovers to pack!

Anyway, as I said before, I’m starting off easy, so I didn’t get too adventurous as far as cute factor goes, but I’m still pretty pleased with the results. I just wish I’d been more careful with my camera settings. Sadly, Photoshop is not playing nice with my Win7, so I can’t fix them at this time. Later. When I have a new computer. But that’s a different blog post.

This one is my son’s lunch and snack bento. The pikachu bento I picked up from J-List for his birthday, the other one is one of the ones I won (say that 5 times fast) from Adventures in Bentomaking. Pikachu has garlic rice with lemon pepper and garlic and mushroom braised chicken. The snack bento has a mandarin orange cup that I reassembled into a silicone cupcake cup, with a grape tucked inside. The silicone cup did not survive the day. More grapes, baby carrots and sour gummie worms. String cheese, a strawberry (the monkey pick did not survive the day either.) Honey wheat pretzel twists and rainbow goldfish. Somewhere in there are a couple of gummie vitamins as well.

This is my daughter’s lunch bento. She’s older so she has a bit more food. She has a lot of the same stuff that my son got, with the addition of some sweet pickles, a gummie hot dog, and granola bar.

This is her snack bento. Grapes, string cheese, honey twist pretzels. Two rice balls with lemon pepper and gummie vitamins for eyes, strawberries and a finger banana. Although the finger bananas are really cute, they are a little hard to work with and way too sweet, in my opinion. I prefer regular bananas.

A Week of Bento – Introduction

Almost two years ago, I purchased a Kiki’s Delivery Service bento box from J-list. I never had an opportunity to use it, but I knew my time would come. For the past several months, I’ve been gathering more and more bento tools and a few other boxes as well. I even won some from Crystal Watanabe of Adventures in Bentomaking.

I have a plastic bucket in my kitchen that contains all of the bento stuff I’ve collected so far. It seems like a lot of stuff, but I still want more if I’m going to make really cute food. What I really needed though, was an opportunity to actually MAKE a bento box. Fortunately, with my kids here for summer vacation, it was only a matter of time.

Summer camp. Two kids. Five days. I sign up on a piece of paper and pay $15 a day for both to have boring lunches supplied by Crispers, or I could throw that page out and make lunches for my kids. I even bought my kids new bento boxes for their birthdays. It’s a lot more work than I expected, so I’ve been keeping the lunches simple. I’ll work on the cute later. When I have more tools!