Showing posts from January, 2007

Happy Birthday, Dad

We miss you.

Swirl, Tap, Buff

The tap....tap.....tap sounds of Grandma getting her makeup on in the late morning will be missed around here!

Me, at the Computer, $9 Sweater


Savory Cheddar Chive Cornmeal Waffles

From Cuisinart
1-1/4 cups all-purpose flour
1 cup cornmeal (yellow or white)
1 tablespoon granulated sugar
1 tablespoon baking powder
1/2 teaspoon baking soda
1/4 teaspoon salt
3 ounces shredded sharp cheddar cheese (about 3/4 cup)
2 tablespoons chopped fresh chives
1-3/4 cup reduced fat milk
6 tablespoons vegetable oil
2 large eggs
3-5 hot sauce, such as Tabasco®

Place flour, cornmeal, sugar, baking powder, baking soda, and salt in a large mixing bowl; stir to combine. Add shredded cheddar and chopped chives; stir. Place the milk, oil, eggs, and hot sauce a separate bowl; stir with a whisk to blend. Add to the dry ingredients and stir until smooth. Let batter rest 5 minutes before using. Preheat your Cuisinart Waffle Maker on setting #3 (green indicator light will be illuminated when preheated). *

Pour 1/3 cup batter just a little behind the center of the lower grid; allow batter to spread towards edges for 5 seconds. Close lid of waffle maker - indicator light ill turn red. When light…

Thinking Like Flylady

Doesn't everyone, when getting into the shower, use the underwear they just took of and wipe the whiskers off their husband's sink before throwing the underwear into the hamper?

Raising the Bar

Note to self: Make Allan drive me to Legal Sea foods, have a fancy Margarita and finish it all by myself!

Birthday Bowling

Kathy 77
Sarah 108
Alex 75


I had David dressed all cute but Grandma's flight was delayed and she won't be in until after bedtime so I took the cute outfit off, put it back in the drawer and changed him into a cute sleeper.


Is putting an Aosept (contact solution) coupon on my sink a gentle hint that I should buy some more because you took our last bottle with you on your business trip? A note would have been nice because of course then I'd know at 8am instead of 11pm when I go to take my contacts out...and of course it's so much easier for me to drag two kids to CVS when it's 15 degrees out than it is for you to take your lonely little self to CVS in San Jose where it's 60 degrees!

Curious George

The smile says he can't wait to poop in this diaper!


Me: "Alex, do you know anything about drugs?"
(Trying to be the responsible parent, educating him early while he's still semi-malleable, etc.)
Alex: Do you mean like Lipitor?

No, Nugget!



A few weeks ago I got an email from a PTA member from Alex's school asking the 67 people on the volunteer bakers list if they would submit two or three recipe titles for desserts they'd be willing to make for a playground fundraiser and they would select any desserts from the list that sound good and ask us to make them. I submitted carrot cake, french coconut cream bars and chocolate bon-bons.

Yesterday I got an email from the coordinator asking me to make all three recipes because they sound divine and they really need desserts. ALL THREE? I told her no, all three of my recipes were very time consuming and I can only make one.

Now you would think if even half of the 67 people on the list made one dessert that would serve eight people that they would have more than enough desserts to serve to the number of people that are willing to spend $38 per person on 'An Evening of Jazz and Desserts.'

And yeah, I like carrot cake too but what about the words carrot and cake …

Inaugural Mix



I'm due for:
a haircut
an eye exam with contact lens fitting
a dental cleaning/checkup
CPR recertification
a pap smear
and my car needs an oil change
and it's annual state inspection

I would love a place that could do all of the above in one (albeit long) appointment and provide free childcare. Maybe they could even throw in a pedicure for good measure!

To Do 10:55am

1. Remove self from computer and SHUT IT DOWN! (track mixer one last time)
2. Brush teeth
3. Fold towels that are scared, wrinkled and cold in the dryer
4. Shape oatmeal bread dough, let rise
5. Library-Matchstick Men Audio CD and some kids' DVD are due, browse books
6. Bake oatmeal bread
7. Swimming lessons
8. Grocery store
9. Make Seafood Linguine
10. Vacuum for playdate tomorrow, dog hair+babies=not good
11. Bathe and bed two boys
12. Clean up kitchen

Mixer Update

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On My Nightstand

The Cake Bible by Rose Levy Beranbaum
Classic Sourdoughs by Ed Wood
The Bread Bible by Rose Levy Beranbaum
Digging to America by Anne Tyler
Everything You Never Wanted Your Kids to Know About Sex (But Were Afraid They'd Ask) by Justin Richardson and Mark A Schuster
Nursing Mother, Working Mother by Gale Pryor
The Starter Wife by Gigi Levangie Grazer
What DId I Do Wrong: When Women Don't Tell Each Other the Friendship is Over by Liz Pryor
Saturday by Ian McEwan
What to Expect the First Year by Eisenberg, Murkoff, and Hathaway
Dream Kitchens by Thunder Bay Press
Hirkani's Daughters: Women Who Scale Modern Mountains to Combine Breastfeeding and Working by Jennifer Hicks
The New Smart Approach to Kitchen Design by Susan Maney
365:No Repeats by Rachael Ray
I own: 4
Primary Library: 4
Interlibrary Loan: 1
La Leche League Lending Library: 2
My Sister: 2
Secondary Library 1

Brings Own Bags to Grocery Store to Save a Nickel but Just Bought This

That Challah killed my entry level Kitchenaid mixer and I've been agonizing over buying the professional one. It doesn't help that Allan was encouraging me to get the top of the line model. He's cute like that. He wants me to have the best. And I've gone and clicked it into my shopping cart and now it's on it's way home!


Or, where the heck did I put that shirt it would be nice to put on David.



Turds in My Washer

David pooped this morning. I did what I always do with poopies-a cold prewash cycle in the washer. Normally, I'd retreive a clean-looking diaper, cover and wipes and toss them into the diaper pail to be washed with the pee diapers on the next washday.

Well now he's on solids. I lifted the lid of the washer to find a clean-looking diaper, cover, and wipes plus about 8-10 rabbit turds clinging to the sides of my washing machine.

I shut the lid and had to hold myself for fifteen minutes.

After using up almost an entire bottle of Clorox wipes to gather the turds, I'm now running and empty load with an entire cup of bleach. And I'm re-thinking the whole cloth diapering bit.

Second Best

It took having a second child for me to truly believe that you really can love your second child as much as your first.

The Diaper Bag

When I was pregnant with David I saw these great diaper bags by Fleurville in a magazine. I really liked the sling tote but the price of $139.95 combined with the fact that we already have a great diaper bag (thanks, Aimee!) turned me off. Then a week before Christmas someone informed me that Fleurville was having a sale and sling totes were only $35. I was all over that. My mixed ogo print sling tote arrived the day before my birthday. I transferred all the stuff and.......hated the sling tote. It wasn't big enough, yet it was too big to trade for my purse. I felt stupid for buying a new bag when we had a really nice one that doesn't scream, 'diaper bag' and even for $35 it was a waste of money. So I listed it on ebay. It just sold for $92. Who's stupid now?

Torpedo Rolls



Alex was so excited to start kindergarten. For the first week he would jump out of bed, excited to ride the bus and go to school. Then school became a drag but the bus was fun so I would threaten that he would miss the bus and I'd have to drive him if he didn't hurry up. Now the whole deal is a drag. He wakes up crabby. On the days that he doesn't have school he rarely sleeps past 7:45 but on school mornings I have to get mean.

I can remember my mom testing our smoke detector repeatedly when I wouldn't get out of bed for school in the mornings. Allan remembers his dad dousing him with cold water.

Do we have eleven and a half more years of this?

Sourdough With Local Starter

Yes, Mom, I know it looks a little anemic but sourdoughs can be difficult to brown.

5 Months

Eats peas!
Rolls from back to front!

Brenda's Stroller

It all started 3 years ago when I joined my local Curves. The lady that took my registration commented that we had very similar phone numbers. Her name was Brenda. Shortly after that I overheard the Curves people commenting about how Brenda had quit. I can't recall what she looks like, I haven't seen her since then.

I started getting occasional calls for Brenda. I would direct the caller to her correct phone number.

Then when I started taking Alex to preschool we would pass by a house with numerous plastic play structures in the backyard. One day I noticed a sign in this yard with Brenda's phone number advertising a home daycare.

Now and then I get occasional calls looking for the daycare, I direct them to Brenda's number.

Yesterday I drove by Brenda's house and saw a stroller with a free sign on it. It looked like a tall parent's stroller so I snatched it up. It's at least 2 inches taller than my current one. Yay! Thanks, Brenda!!!! I'll consid…




I meant to tweak this picture with photoshop and put it in a nice frame and give it to you for Christmas but, well, obviously that didn't happen for whatever reason so here it is. The boys had so much fun that day. Jameson kept correcting me for calling your car a car or a truck instead of a Durango and Gage kept begging Uncle Allan to push him on the swings. And then we had ice cream.


I used to be a baker of bread. In fact, I used to post pictures of my bread on my old blog. I spent most of the summer 2005 working my way through the Bread Bible by Rose Levy Beranbaum. I even bought my own copy (this is profound for those of you who know me-my close friends, family, librarians at my top two libraries, etc.) Then my dad died very suddenly in the prime of his life. And then I was stunned with a miracle pregnancy and didn't miscarry (again) then I got terrible morning sickness and then I had the baby and somehow I haven't baked a loaf of bread in a year and a half. The sad part is that my husband is a bread lover. He's been dropping some not-so-subtle hints with increasing frequency. Maybe it's the new year, maybe it's the fact that the baby is now easier to care for, maybe it's the fact that a fellow blogger mentioned bread in a post, maybe I just need to knead.

I'm going to make a sponge today. This means bread tomorrow!


I have none. I'm going to stay fat and happy.

Happy New Year

I went to bed at 10:30 thinking I'm too old and tired to stay up and ring in the new year. Then David woke me up at 12:45 for a feeding. Then Alex woke us all up at 2:00 screaming "My legs are killing me!" and crying hysterically for 5 minutes until we examined him (his legs looked fine) and gave him Motrin and snuggled him back to sleep. Then David woke again at 4 and again at 7. Parenting is not for wimps!