Monday, March 28, 2011

Pioneer woman portions

Here is the problem with the Pioneer Woman recipes. She LIVES on and COOKS for a ranch. I do NOT. So when Big Fry and I make creme broulee we end up having oodles of little ramekins all over the fridge. These little ramekins are so cute, so small, who can resist eating one EVERY DANG NIGHT until they are gone. This is not good for someone who is trying to eat healthy, a mixure of heavy cream, egg yolks, and sugar doesn't fall in the non-sugar category. Sigh, we need pioneer woman to live in the city and cook for a smaller bunch of people.

Brotherly love

After a family meeting, that apparently small fry wasn't listening to, he was banished to his room last night for backtalk, non-compliance and general rudeness. As I lamented to Karen-punishing small fry is hard-it rarely happens. So while he is in the bedroom sobbing, I go in and console him and tell him the consequence stands. As I sit down by big fry he says to me, "You didn't cave did you?" I turn to him shocked and say, "What do you mean?". He says, "You ALWAYS cave, he cries, you go in hug him and then tell him he can come out. I don't think you should cave this time". Now here is the other side of the coin... Big Fry is banished to his bedroom for the same infractions. As he is in his room-giving HIMSELF an earful, small fry tells his dad how sorry he feels for him and he should come out. Later when Big Fry asks if he can come out, small fry whispers to me "Just let him mom, just this once". Hmmmmm a little brotherly love to start the week.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Good news is always good news

After the Tuesday night fiasco of FRICKIN FRACTIONS ( I am so sure fricken needs to be in dictionary-he he Karen) and STUPID Social Studies, and a LOOOOOONG nine weeks of an F here and F there, missing assignments, a weekend of making up work. Big Fry called me from Track practice, yes track-a whole other story, to tell me this:
Him-Guess what happened?
Me-What?
Him-I unbelievably got aThumbs Up award (nine week award for citizenship, and basically for not being an annoying middle schooler to your teachers). Can you believe that?
Me-Wow, impressive-all that effort paid off.
Him-Yeah I know, hey can I play that video game now?



Uggggggg

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Finally...


A little normalcy. I made it to the Y-not for the boot camp-figured being a maytr and trying to pretend like I hadn't been sick for two weeks wouldn't do anyone any good. It felt good to feel at least half way normal. The final verdict was a sinus infection and bronchitis and the antibiotics were a 50/50 shot. The odds were good.


My reward to the small fry for feeling better was playing something of HIS choice. This turned out to be Mario Brothers. As it turns out I am hopeless at video games so Small fry became a little discouraged when I continued to die and not make it through a single level as his partner. Finally, feeling very sorry for me he picked me up-my mushroom cap character that is, with his Yoshi's sticky tongue (a jumping, flying, duck horse thing) and carried me around in its mouth until the end of the level. He proudly declared, "There mom, now you finally beat a level"


I stand corrected, a Yoshi is a dinosaur...

Thursday, March 17, 2011

elevator


I would have put this under Bobbi's escalator post but I CAN'T get to her comments (Or one of Karen's blogs at all) Any hooooo

I woke up the other night after a very bizarre dream about an elevator. An elevator that was more like a basket that was on the wall, so no door or walls and it was on the inside of this very tall building-like tall. And I was afraid of falling out the whole way up and it was FAST. I woke up remembering it and the OTHER elevator dreams I have. They are simliar-really tall elevators that have no glass or the doors don't shut all the way and I am afraid of falling out. It got me thinking of the escalator post. Just sharing

I got nothing....

OK, so the cold, that maybe was really the flu, that got a little better, that may now be a sinus infection is KICKING MY BUTT. So I have nothing, because I am so unbelievably cranky with aches, coughing, lack of excercise and any good will. I have become snarly, truly snarly.

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

I am here!

My home computer is on the fritz, so please know I am not ignoring all of you! I can get to blogs to read but can't post. CRAZY. I miss all of you!

Sunday, March 13, 2011

It always works this way

JUST as I was ready to kick up the exercise routine
JUST as I was determined to eath healthy-like really healthy
JUST as I was fixed to cook good meals for the family
JUST as the weekend was nice and perfect for cleaning the car that soon needs to be sold
I get a whopper of a cold! And spent the whole weekend on the couch, kleenex, heating pad, and stupid, comfort-snack food whenever I needed to feel better.

Uggg I hate March!

Monday, March 7, 2011

Must resist

but can't. What is it about movie theaters and snacks. I.just.can't.help.it.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

On my mind...







I might becoming obsessed with a very bad idea...

Thursday, March 3, 2011

I promised







I promised a pink tutu...