Thursday, April 29, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Flylady has some good ideas, especially for the organizationally-challenged-trying-to-keep-it-together moms like me. It's been years since I've been to her site (and I'm not even going to go look it up so I can link it to this post), but I found some of the stuff I used when I started to get it together after Tasha was born. Apparently that's my cycle: fly OK, get pregnant, lose all ability to function properly, have baby, live in disorganized chaos but new baby bliss for a few months, then decide to get it back together. I'm at the trying to get it back together stage right now.
I have a very organized, yet out of date, folder than I need to start using again. I'm resisting because Flylady calls it a "control journal". I don't like the word control. I need to rename that dang thing. It holds all those forms I need to fill out, phone lists, agendas from meetings, etc. Any ideas?
I've become a scampi expert. I cook it all the time for lunch. Sometimes I'll use chicken, other times I'll use shrimp or talapia. Basically, whatever I happen to have in the fridge. And by "happen to have" I actually mean, whatever I saved from the previous nights dinner (chicken), bought at Costco to devour myself (shrimp), or received in a box-o-meat from Treasure Box (talapia). Anyway, it's yummy. I'm eating a talapia verson right now. It's my least favorite.
Julie and Julia was right, "everything tastes better with butter". I think it was Julie quoting Julia, but it doesn't really matter. Seriously, butter is yum.
People swear up and down that you must rinse your quinoa before cooking it. I'd agree, because it does feel better to rinse it, but I don't know that it really affects the taste. I'm eating some right now that I didn't rinse and it doesn't really taste bitter like people say it should. You should also know that Costco sells quinoa now. It's over by the rest of the 20-50 pound bags of grains, only the quinoa is in a nice little portable package. I'd go look up how big it is, but I'm too lazy. It's about 2 times the size of a regular Bob's Red Mill package, and, it is Bob's.
Even after all this focus on food I'm losing weight. I'm 5 pounds from my pre-pregnancy weight. Yeah me. The only drawback is that when I stop nursing I typically gain at least 10 back. I guess I'm at least aware of it this time around. You've heard the term "yoyo dieting"? I wonder what it's called when you gain all your pregnancy weight, lose it all, then gain some of it back. And, I wonder if that takes it's toll on your body, mind, and spirit just like the yoyo dieting critics claim it does. If so, what kind of chaotic state am I in if I've gained and lost over a hundred pounds in the last year? No wonder I'm a mess.
I don't think I believe in "teething". We're on round four of cranky baby with snotty nose, drooling mouth, upset tummy, nursing all night and sleepless days, and, still no teeth. I just happen to be in the crowd that up sells the teething theory so now I've fallen for it. The girls just got their teeth and all was well. So, either teething is for crap, or boys are a big pain in the bee-hind.
I enjoy hanging freshly laundered diapers on the line to dry. I put them up with yellow stains all over the place, then, like magic, I come back in an hour and the stain is gone. The sun is amazing and we have so much of it here in Arizona! I wonder if we could use it for something really constructive like creating energy...
While cleaning off our kitchen desk top (which I have decided to reclaim as my own since the girls have a gillion other places to keep their things) I found a box of note cards. Then I found a bag of note cards from Ikea. Then there were a few "green" cards I bought from Target wrapped in a nice hemp cord. Finally I discovered a set that must have been given to us from either DMS or DVLC, possibly made by one of the girls. Oh, and on the island is a box of thank you cards I purchased after PT was born so I could thank people for their gifts and service. This moring, in my sling-baby-wearing organizational moment, I cleared off the desktop, dusted it, gathered all of these cards together, and placed them all neatly on top. Do you think I'll start sending thank you's? Probably not. But consider yourself lucky if you get one. It really is a goal of mine since I appreciate ever note anyone has sent me. I should probably be doing that now instead of blogging.
I bet Bill has stopped reading by now :) That's cool. I love him anyway.
I still have to say in my mind "i before e, except after c" EVERY TIME I write the word receive. That's the 3rd time I've done it this post. The really stupid thing about that saying is that you say it and then you have to think the opposite. Because you've written a 'c', you have to put the 'e' before the 'i'. Did I ever write the post about this rule and the lame commentary I found from the editor of the online dictionary I use? Dumb, dumb, dumb.
On the same note (spelling, that is), I still don't know when to use 'affect' and 'effect'. Someone explained it the last time I asked but I didn't understand it. I know I've used it wrong several times and I don't even know if I got it right above or not. I'm not sure I really care because I don't think most people even notice. It's not like their, they're and there or your and you're. Write?! (a-ha!)
I also think I need to review my comma and quotation rules. I think I use commas too often and I don't know when to use the double quotations marks (" ") or the single version (' '), except when I'm putting a quote inside a quote. That one I understand. The rest I just kind of make up as I go along or use what "looks" right. Really, I think that blogging and texting has brought generations of seemingly literate people down to a new all time low level of writing.
Talapia scampi over quinoa isn't very good. I won't make it again.
I'm still trying to figure out why Bill says it's exhausting trying to follow my brain...
Sunday, April 18, 2010
I'm sure Bill will disagree, 'cuz he wants me to suffer like he will without the television.
"Ya know, it's exhausting following your brain sometimes."
I don't know what he's talking about...
But I heard someone say it this way today (by a man): "women make us who we are." Ugh, I don't like it that way. That implies that it's our job to form, shape, and lead them in the right direction. No thank you. I didn't sign up for that job. Their mother should have done that.
I know, it's just a matter of semantics, right? Yeah, but no.
Both Bill and I have headaches this evening. I took a bunch of drugs then he randomly says, "you know the gas to the stove has been on since dinner." What? I know I had it on warm to keep the soup warm, but when you take the soup off, you turn the burner off as well. "Didn't you turn it off when you put the soup up?" I ask. He says that he didn't know it was on because the burner wasn't lit, the gas was just running. Nice. Natural gas headaches, and for me, a stomach ache ta-boot.
So, we won't be on the internet tomorrow so you can't email to check on me. You might want to call to see if I died from gas inhalation in the night. Just a thought. If you care...
He responded with, "Just because you make sense doesn't mean you're right."
Ya, it does.
Oh well. We came, we swam, we froze. Mission accomplished, somersault completed.
Student: That hurts.
Teacher: What? Are you going to be OK?
Student: Yeah, yeah, I'll be fine. I have a wedgie.
Tasha: FINALLY!!! I've been waiting and waiting to spend some time with my family. (I think her school has done some prompting on this)
Kyra: Cool. (I don't think she really thinks it's going to be cool)
Bill: Kyra, quick, go turn on the TV, radio, and log onto something on the computer. If we're going to be without then we better load up right now. (Always supportive)
I thought they took the news fairly well and I'm glad I didn't give them any warning. They probably would have spent all day yesterday plopped in front of the TV looking like zombies. Personally, I figure I have a few blog posts to get in before I give it up tomorrow. (more like 20 if I go by what someone at church recommended) Anyway, as I sat down to type and the girls left the room Bill fessed up...
Bill: (questioning) This media free business is null and void after 8pm, right?
Bill: (stating) OK, this media free business is null and void after 8pm.
About 5 minutes later...
Bill: Ya know this is the playoffs right? The Suns are in the playoffs.
Hmm. I guess you'll hear in a week how it went. But for now I have several more posts a brewin'...
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Anyway, here's what the sign says:
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
This comment really made me think...
I’m a high school student here in Arizona. Just this past Monday, 45 of our teachers were told they may not have jobs next year. In addition, clubs will cease to exist, art classes may be cut, music programs may get cut, and athletics will become so costly that they too may not even exist. This has devastated all of us, and it’s completely unfair to all that are involved.
As a 17 year-old informed citizen, I wish I had the power to go out and vote yes on Proposition 100, but I can’t. I’m too young to have an opinion according to law (even though I’m far more informed than those who have the ability to vote.) However, i’m not letting this become an obstacle. As students, we’re banning together to get this Proposition passed. We’re raising awareness in our community and influencing everyone 18 years and older to go out and VOTE. As of now, the state is taking money away from children. Defenseless kids without a say in how they believe their educational system should be run. It’s a civil right to get an education, and without prop 100 passing, we’re inching closer to having that right denied.
- This tax is temporary. It would require a 2/3 vote in the legislature to raise it permanently. The sales tax would automatically repeal on May 31, 2013.
- There are 25 states that have a higher sales tax than Arizona.
- Arizona per-pupil funding is currently among the lowest in the nation.
I don't understand what economists have to say about this. I don't care what the business climate of AZ is. Bottom line for me is this: We're talking about our kids here and we're talking about their education. All the rest is irrelevant to me. That may make me short sited, but I don't really care. The kids are our future and it seems like they are the last ones to get our money. This sales tax increase isn't the answer, but it's a start. Schools need more money period and we need to start somewhere.
If this doesn't pass, I think I'll find out how to write a proposition for the November ballot. I'm going to propose a tax increase on fast-food restaurants to fund education. Does it make sense? Probably not, but neither does politics.
Monday, April 12, 2010
Thursday, April 8, 2010
I'm just wondering how far we push or pull on the gambling issue? If you tell me that you can put 20 bucks in a slot machine in the hopes of winning $15,000 I recognize that this is a gamble. It would probably only happen in Vegas or Atlantic City or at one of our many fine casinos here on the reservations. But what happens when that slot machine shows it's face on our school campus and disguises itself as a fund raiser and a raffle sale? Hmm. If I buy a $20 ticket from the parent council in hopes to win a Prius, is that a gamble? What if I don't want the Prius and just buy the ticket to support the school? Is that no longer a gamble because I don't expect or want to win? Now, what if that Prius isn't the only prize? What if I have a choice between the Prius and the $15,000 that it is going to cost the council to buy the car? Now it's a cash transaction and it sounds a bit more enticing and a bit more like gambling, doesn't it? I might not expect to win, but who wouldn't want to win that cash, right? And, if I do feel like this new cash incentive is gambling, but the other was not, am I guilty by association by purchasing the first ticket?
Ah, the questions I could pose. I feel like Reese Witherspoon in Legally Blonde trying to discount a man's paternity suit on a baby conceived by sperm he sold to a sperm bank: "Why this one sperm? ... any masturbatory emissions, where the sperm is clearly not seeking an egg, could be termed reckless abandonment." Alright, it's not really the same thing, but it feels like I'm grasping at straws in reverse here, trying to justify a raffle that is really an expensive slot machine. Ya know?
I know, it's the spirit of the law, not the letter of the law, right?
Anyway, this is my way of saying that... if you want to support DMS and buy a $20 raffle ticket you can now have $15,000 in cash if you don't want the car. Good luck to all, and call my bishop if you think I'm encouraging gambling :) A-ha!