Monthly Archives: November 2011

Five on Friday

1.  I had early appointments every day this week which is why I haven’t been around.  I kept having visions of coming back later in the day and updating but nothing of significance happened that I felt was worth blogging about and for once I decided to keep my eyebrow waxing to myself.

You’re welcome. 

2.  Our cat disappeared exactly one week ago today and I think it’s time to put away the food bowl I’ve been keeping on the back porch just in case he’s still around.  It’s not like him to miss a meal or ever be gone for longer than six hours because he loves that we feed him us so I’m pretty sure that something bad happened to him. 

As they say in some parts of the South, I think he done got ate.

But I’m living in my happy place that says someone else is giving him cat treats and snuggling with him in their lap right now.

3.  In an attempt to expand our eating horizons, I’ve been trying some new things out.  I’ve brought home different milks and cheeses and yogurts and this week we tried kefir for the first time and were pleasantly surprised.  The tartness was a bit much for the kids at first but once I added some fruit and honey and blended it into a smoothie, the tang mellowed and they liked it.

At least that’s what they told me.  I think they’d tell me anything just to make sure that I never again brought home that nasty goat milk that tasted like the goat died in it.

4.  Yesterday was Craig’s 47th birthday and we celebrated it by purchasing matching reading glasses.


5.  I’ve been forcing myself to walk down different aisles in the library and checking out books on new and unfamiliar subjects.  This week I brought home a book on cheese-making but by the time I got to the third chapter I was starting to get the feeling that it was going to be a bit more complicated than I had anticipated and the author kept emphasizing words like “sterile” and “cleanliness” and just a cursory glance around my house told me that dog just wasn’t going to hunt.

Have a nice day.

Five on Friday

1.  I bought the first Christmas present yesterday and I have to say, it has put me in the spirit.  I am a rule follower when it comes to observing holidays in their season and not rushing ahead to the next one (and I refuse to have even the slightest hint of green or red in the house until the weekend after Thanksgiving) but in my head I can already hear the sleigh bells.

2.  I signed up to host the 6th grade boys retreat at our house next weekend.

I think the Christmas spirit might have made me temporarily insane.

3.  It’s Fun Friday which means I try to do something that gives me joy so today I’m going to the library to check out a boatload of books and I’m also going to spend some time in the sewing room working on my quilt (yes, the one from JANUARY) and a dress that I had planned on making back in September but never got around to cutting out the fabric.

I am also going to do some serious thinking about whether I want to finish this top I’ve been working on for a month that has turned into an unmitigated disaster.  There’s no way I’m going to be able to wear it out in public without a sweater over it to hide my inability to attach sleeves so I think I’m just going to chalk it up as a “learning experience” and move on.


4.  Speaking of things that aren’t going so quickly, we’re attempting to build T’s stamina in his walker.  He’s fighting it (it takes an enormous amount of effort on his part) and being a physical therapist is not my favorite part of the Mom job.

I’d appreciate your prayers that all of us would be disciplined and successful.

5.  And finally, a Ranger Rick Safety Tip: If you submerge a Yankee Candle in water while the wax is still melted, it will never light again.



Have a nice day.

Thankful Thursday

1.  I’m thankful that my cat decided to abandon whatever slithery thing had him occupied for most of yesterday morning.

And that The  Thing has not made its presence known in the last twenty-four hours.

Out of sight.  Out of mind.

2.  I’m thankful for little boys who make lemonade out of lemons.

Or s’mores out of a shish kabob skewer, a mini marshmallow, and a Christmas Magic Yankee Candle.

3.  I’m thankful for windows that let in warmth and sunlight because I haven’t figured out how to change the programmable thermostat and right now I might just be three shades of blue.

4.  On that same theme, I’m thankful for sweatshirts and hot cocoa.

5.  I’m thankful for a husband who makes me laugh.

We were watching (well, I was watching, he was ogling) Faith Hill sing the football theme song the other night and I happened to notice that she was wearing white capris (out of season!  out of season!) and yet he was curiously silent on the subject about which I can assure you he is most passionate.  So I turned to Craig and smilingly said, “Sweetheart, darling, love of my life, how come you don’t say anything when Faith wears capris and yet you rail against the fashion gods every time you see them on me anyone else? ”

And without missing a beat he grinned and said, “What good is a principle without a healthy dose of flexibility?”

Have a nice day.

In which we dispense with the formalities


It was 46 degrees last night and raining at Trick or Treat time.

It started sprinkling around 3:00 when the kids got home from school and the first question out of their mouths was “WILL HALLOWEEN BE CANCELLED????”

Not as long as there is candy to be had, my pretties.

I spent all afternoon talking them off the proverbial ledge and finally had to pull out the big guns to pacify them.


Works every time.

We usually have a themed snack supper before venturing out for our Halloween festivities and this year was no different.  We had mummy fingers, jello brains, gopher guts, and poisoned apples.

The gopher gut tarts were super easy to make.  I took some Pillsbury Crescent Roll dough that comes in an un-scored sheet and rolled it out and cut it into rectangular-y pieces.

Then I pressed them into a mini muffin pan and dropped in some shredded cheese and some ground beef that I’d cooked with onions, garlic, and Cajun spice seasoning, then baked it at 375 for 17 minutes.

And my children rose up and called me blessed.

We bulked everyone up with long-sleeved shirts and hoodies under their costumes and went to our old neighborhood to trick or treat with friends.  It was fun seeing everyone and I must confess that I shed a little tear when the neighbors three houses down remembered T’s favorite candy and had a king-sized bag of Skittles set aside just for him.

We hit all the houses in brisk fashion.  The rain was rolling off the umbrellas and down our backs and we were cold and water-logged within 15 minutes so there was no standing on the stoop and chatting with friends at each house as in years past.  We were highly efficient at ringing, grabbing, and moving on and wonder of wonders, miracle of miracles, we were done in an hour and I got zero complaints about taking hot showers when we got home.

And I dug through their buckets to exact the Mother’s Tax but, alas, there were no Take 5 bars.

Oh well, maybe next year.

Have a nice day.