I'm not sure why but one of Colin's and his friends favorite sayings is "I like pie." They say it randomly or in response to a question when they don't want to answer. When asked what they want to eat the answer is "pie",
The thing is they rarely actually eat pie. I have had a lime pie in my refrigerator for at least 2 weeks. Lime pie is one of the pie's I actually make. Mostly because I can use the premade graham cracker crust and there are only 3 other ingredients. Anyway...
Colin comes home from school on Wednesday and says his class is having a going away party for his substitute teacher who has been there since his regular teacher is on maternity leave. He ask if he can bring something. I say "OK, what do you want to bring?" He says.... you guessed it. "pie". I asked if he was sure. Didn't he want to bring brownies or cookies or chips? He said I would make those frozen cookie dough cookies that I always make and other people were bringing chips. It has to be pie. At least he told me this on Wednesday afternoon and not Thursday night.
Being the wonderful baker I am, I buy some frozen pie crusts for the bottom (because they come in disposable pie pans and I don't want to worry about him bringing home my pan) and some refrigerated ones for the top.
Good thing they come in a 2 pack because on Thursday afternoon he informs me we should make 2 pies because there are 35 kids in his class. "OK", I say. Good thing I had just bought 2 big bags of apples.
Colin's friend Andrew has arrived to help. I give them the apples and show them how to peel them. After 2 tries, Colin decides its hard and he can't do it. His apple is turning to mush. I peeled the apples. Andrew's job was cutting. I'm not sure what I was thinking giving my 2 best chef knifes to 2 twelve year old boys. However, I had shown them the proper cutting technique for peppers in the past and Andrew caught right on and remembered how to do it. Colin thought he was the knife ninja. Apple pieces were flying every where. Hold the knife point down, keep your fingers back, use your knuckles as a guide,use a rocking motion, cut close to the core. Finally they got their groove on. They did an excellent job.
Next we added the sugar. How much? 2 cups. "That's alot of sugar!" they say. "Can we put in cinnamon?", "Sure", I say. " How much?", "Sprinke some on.", "Shouldn't we measure?", "Nah, just sprinkle a bunch around." This is why I don't bake. Too much measuring of lots of little ingredients.
They split the apples between the 2 pie crusts and put on the tops. I showed them how to make the cinnamon sugar roll ups from the left over crusts. They liked that part. They pies came out great.
I packed them up in a pizza box and a water bottle box stablized by old L.L.Bean Catalogs. "are you sure you don't want me to just drop these off in the morning?", I ask. "I'll take then with me in the morning.", says Colin.
Morning comes. " Can you bring these pies in by 2nd period?", asks Colin. I bring in the pies. I send an email to his teacher that I am sending in a pie server with the pie and it is not a weapon. You never know about those zero tolerance policies and what can be considered a weapon. All seems well.
I am showing my jewelry at at craft show at Kumeyaay Elementary that day so I don't see Colin until after 7 that night. I come home and there are the boxes on the counter. There is 1 whole pie and another that is about 1/4 eaten. There are 3 plastic forks in the pie. Colin says that no one wanted to eat pie in 2nd period. I ask him if he is OK. "Why wouldn't I be?", he asks. I say because no one wanted to eat your pie. "Who cares.", he says. "Its just pie."
It is what it is...
Namaste
Monday, December 12, 2011
Thursday, December 1, 2011
Let's Talk Trash
Note the date, December 1st.
My children have a habit of putting their trash back in their bags. Lunch trash goes back in the lunch bag. Sports snack trash goes back in the bag, etc. Then the whole bag gets thrown away. This is generally a good idea. No trash is left on the ground or laying around anywhere.
On Halloween, Colin and Cara take pillow cases to put their candy in. Big bag, lots of candy, high hopes. A few days after Halloween, I tell them to clean out the pillow cases and put the candy in zip lock bags. Toss the trash and what you don't want. Colin does this. Apparently Cara does not.
Which brings me to today. December 1.
I am putting some socks in Cara's drawer. I hear a crunchy sound so I actually look in the drawer and see a candy wrapper. Thinking she is sneaking candy, I investigate. Feeling around, I hear alot of crunching. I pick up one of her soccer socks. It is very full and crunchy. I look inside. It is full of candy wrappers. Picking up the sock, I go to look for Cara.
Me: Cara, why is this soccer sock full of candy wrappers?
Cara: huh?
Me: Why is this sock full of candy wrappers? Have you been sneaking candy?
Cara: No, thats my trash sock.
Me: YOUR WHAT???????
Cara: My trash sock. When you told me to clean out my pillow case from Halloween, I put the trash in my soccer sock. My regulars socks are the no-shows and they are too small.
Me: We do have multiple trash cans in our house.
Cara: I was too lazy to leave my room and you told me to clean up.
Me: You have a trash can in your room.
Cara: It's on the other side of the room.
Me: OK then. Next time don't do that.
A trash sock????? who knew.
In other news...
Scott sees the Baseball Express Catalog that comes in the mail. Usually I put it in the recycle box. I should have done it this time.
Scott: Baseball Express!!!!!!
Me: I thought you might want to look at it.
Scott: Well yeah!
Me: I thought it may be less expensive than the tv you were looking at.
Scott: OHhhh, WOW!!!!! Oooooooh!!!!!
Me: Are you looking at porn?
Scott: No! Did you see this purple catcher's gear???? And these bats???? This is better than porn.
It is what it is.
Namaste
My children have a habit of putting their trash back in their bags. Lunch trash goes back in the lunch bag. Sports snack trash goes back in the bag, etc. Then the whole bag gets thrown away. This is generally a good idea. No trash is left on the ground or laying around anywhere.
On Halloween, Colin and Cara take pillow cases to put their candy in. Big bag, lots of candy, high hopes. A few days after Halloween, I tell them to clean out the pillow cases and put the candy in zip lock bags. Toss the trash and what you don't want. Colin does this. Apparently Cara does not.
Which brings me to today. December 1.
I am putting some socks in Cara's drawer. I hear a crunchy sound so I actually look in the drawer and see a candy wrapper. Thinking she is sneaking candy, I investigate. Feeling around, I hear alot of crunching. I pick up one of her soccer socks. It is very full and crunchy. I look inside. It is full of candy wrappers. Picking up the sock, I go to look for Cara.
Me: Cara, why is this soccer sock full of candy wrappers?
Cara: huh?
Me: Why is this sock full of candy wrappers? Have you been sneaking candy?
Cara: No, thats my trash sock.
Me: YOUR WHAT???????
Cara: My trash sock. When you told me to clean out my pillow case from Halloween, I put the trash in my soccer sock. My regulars socks are the no-shows and they are too small.
Me: We do have multiple trash cans in our house.
Cara: I was too lazy to leave my room and you told me to clean up.
Me: You have a trash can in your room.
Cara: It's on the other side of the room.
Me: OK then. Next time don't do that.
A trash sock????? who knew.
In other news...
Scott sees the Baseball Express Catalog that comes in the mail. Usually I put it in the recycle box. I should have done it this time.
Scott: Baseball Express!!!!!!
Me: I thought you might want to look at it.
Scott: Well yeah!
Me: I thought it may be less expensive than the tv you were looking at.
Scott: OHhhh, WOW!!!!! Oooooooh!!!!!
Me: Are you looking at porn?
Scott: No! Did you see this purple catcher's gear???? And these bats???? This is better than porn.
It is what it is.
Namaste
Thursday, November 24, 2011
Black Friday Plans
After a whole day of scouring ads, consulting websites, conferring with friends and random people and many adult beverages... I have made my Black Friday plans.
The big ticket items on my list are a Kitchen Aid mixer for Cara and a Canon Rebel T2 camera for myself. I may also spring for a Playstation 3 for Colin but he just got a ps2 so we'll see. There are also some other things that are good deals but I don't think I need to wait in line for but will check out.
Here we go:
5:20 - leave the house
5:25 - 7-11 for coffee
6:00am - Tilly's hopefully be one of the 1st 100 people in line. Try to get $10 to $100 in a scratch off card. Super cool zebra hoody for Cara to wear in NJ. Hat and fingerless gloves for Colin.
Old Navy - next door to Tilly's. They always have good stuff.
Best Buy - Across the street for the camera and ps3
Kohls - tons of stuff
South Sun - for the jewelry deals
12:00 - Sorrento Valley Yoga
Home and relax with adult beverages
We'll see what happens...I'll keep you posted
It is what it is...
Namaste
The big ticket items on my list are a Kitchen Aid mixer for Cara and a Canon Rebel T2 camera for myself. I may also spring for a Playstation 3 for Colin but he just got a ps2 so we'll see. There are also some other things that are good deals but I don't think I need to wait in line for but will check out.
Here we go:
5:20 - leave the house
5:25 - 7-11 for coffee
6:00am - Tilly's hopefully be one of the 1st 100 people in line. Try to get $10 to $100 in a scratch off card. Super cool zebra hoody for Cara to wear in NJ. Hat and fingerless gloves for Colin.
Old Navy - next door to Tilly's. They always have good stuff.
Best Buy - Across the street for the camera and ps3
Kohls - tons of stuff
South Sun - for the jewelry deals
12:00 - Sorrento Valley Yoga
Home and relax with adult beverages
We'll see what happens...I'll keep you posted
It is what it is...
Namaste
Monday, November 21, 2011
Snickerdoodles... From Scratch
I don't bake.
I cook, I make candy, I make jelly.... but I don't bake. I can bake but I don't, especially cookies. My sister bakes.I wash the dishes if I am around when she bakes. She is the cookie queen. We may buy a pound or two of butter, she buys buttter in 20 pound increments. We buy the 5 pound bag of sugar and flour, she never buys less than 20 pounds at a time. We may make a batch or 2 of cookies, she makes over 7000 in a weekend for a Christmas house tour silver tea reception (Stanton Holly Trail). 12 varieties, packaged perfectly and with a self published recipe book.
Kids selling cookie dough for fundraisers all know where I live. Ms. Marybeth will buy some they all say. She loves this stuff. I also love any other kind of premade cookie dough. Pillsbury, Toll House, it doesn't , matter as long as I don't have to make the dough.
Recently Cara has become a Food Network addict. She loves that channel. Diners, Drive-ins and Dives, Cake Boss, Sweet Genius, Restaurant Impossible,Crave... she knows them all.
What do they all have in common? A Kitchen Aide mixer. "Why don't we have one of those?", she asks." Because I don't need one." I say. " I don't bake. They are for mixing dough."
"Well we neeeeeeeeeeed one!" she says.
"Why? I don't bake. I don't need to make dough."
" I want to bake." she says. "Can we get one? Pleeeeeease???????" I tell her they cost alot. Maybe for Christmas.
So today is the first day of Thanksgiving vacation and she wants to bake something...from scratch." "Like what?", I say.
"I don't know."
"Well when you figure it out, let me know and I'll see if we have the stuff."
She googles Food Network and decides on snickerdoodles. Luckily we have all the stuff.
1st question: Is sugar a wet or dry ingredient? Asked as I am pulling out of the driveway to meet some people at the bank.
Me: Are you asking me this? Aren't you in that smart kid class? And don't turn on the oven until I get home.
Then the phone call: Where is the measuring cup for the eggs?
Me: They're eggs, you count them.
Cara: Well you always put them in a measuring cup to make sure there are no shells.
Me: I only crack them in there because they are handy. You can use a bowl.
Cara: I want those measuring cups.
Me: I'm in the bank. Top shelf in the cabinet where the plates are.
I get home. Cara and her BFF, Cadence have started.
They were afraid to soften the butter in the microwave. They thought it would melt.
They used the tiny hand mixer to cream the butter, sugar and eggs. It was everywhere. " It said in a small bowl" they tell me.
It doesn't look like dough, they say." Its too thick and they can't stir it. "Use your muscles." I say. So I take over and stir, clean up and make dinner while the dough chills.
After dinner the house smells wonderful. The cookies are delicious. The girls have completely rocked the kitchen.
Cara to Cadence, "We really made these from scratch, with real flour and everything!"
This is why Cara will be getting a Kitchen Aid mixer for Christmas.
Maybe both girls can visit Auntie Paula for cookie lessons.
And maybe they will wash the dishes next time.
It is what it is.
Namaste
I cook, I make candy, I make jelly.... but I don't bake. I can bake but I don't, especially cookies. My sister bakes.I wash the dishes if I am around when she bakes. She is the cookie queen. We may buy a pound or two of butter, she buys buttter in 20 pound increments. We buy the 5 pound bag of sugar and flour, she never buys less than 20 pounds at a time. We may make a batch or 2 of cookies, she makes over 7000 in a weekend for a Christmas house tour silver tea reception (Stanton Holly Trail). 12 varieties, packaged perfectly and with a self published recipe book.
Kids selling cookie dough for fundraisers all know where I live. Ms. Marybeth will buy some they all say. She loves this stuff. I also love any other kind of premade cookie dough. Pillsbury, Toll House, it doesn't , matter as long as I don't have to make the dough.
Recently Cara has become a Food Network addict. She loves that channel. Diners, Drive-ins and Dives, Cake Boss, Sweet Genius, Restaurant Impossible,Crave... she knows them all.
What do they all have in common? A Kitchen Aide mixer. "Why don't we have one of those?", she asks." Because I don't need one." I say. " I don't bake. They are for mixing dough."
"Well we neeeeeeeeeeed one!" she says.
"Why? I don't bake. I don't need to make dough."
" I want to bake." she says. "Can we get one? Pleeeeeease???????" I tell her they cost alot. Maybe for Christmas.
So today is the first day of Thanksgiving vacation and she wants to bake something...from scratch." "Like what?", I say.
"I don't know."
"Well when you figure it out, let me know and I'll see if we have the stuff."
She googles Food Network and decides on snickerdoodles. Luckily we have all the stuff.
1st question: Is sugar a wet or dry ingredient? Asked as I am pulling out of the driveway to meet some people at the bank.
Me: Are you asking me this? Aren't you in that smart kid class? And don't turn on the oven until I get home.
Then the phone call: Where is the measuring cup for the eggs?
Me: They're eggs, you count them.
Cara: Well you always put them in a measuring cup to make sure there are no shells.
Me: I only crack them in there because they are handy. You can use a bowl.
Cara: I want those measuring cups.
Me: I'm in the bank. Top shelf in the cabinet where the plates are.
I get home. Cara and her BFF, Cadence have started.
They were afraid to soften the butter in the microwave. They thought it would melt.
They used the tiny hand mixer to cream the butter, sugar and eggs. It was everywhere. " It said in a small bowl" they tell me.
It doesn't look like dough, they say." Its too thick and they can't stir it. "Use your muscles." I say. So I take over and stir, clean up and make dinner while the dough chills.
After dinner the house smells wonderful. The cookies are delicious. The girls have completely rocked the kitchen.
Cara to Cadence, "We really made these from scratch, with real flour and everything!"
This is why Cara will be getting a Kitchen Aid mixer for Christmas.
Maybe both girls can visit Auntie Paula for cookie lessons.
And maybe they will wash the dishes next time.
It is what it is.
Namaste
Sunday, November 6, 2011
Why I Drink Wine
Holy Moly! The last few days have been full of emails, drama and politics; mostly to do with Little League.
When I took on the presidency of MWLL, I thought, how hard can this be? I don't really know that much about baseball but there are coaches for that. I'm organized, I can delegate, I'm happy, people like me, meetings don't really bother me, I generally write short emails and I rarely "reply all". Little did I know what was in store for me. In the last few days, I have written some of the longest emails of my life.
Our fields and rec center area are part of a major renovation project that was suppose to start about 10 years ago. It is all based on a housing development project and the fees developers pay for parks and recreation space. Things are finally starting to progress so I feel the need to be informed. I want to make sure that MMWLL gets the best new fields possible and they are built to the correct specifications.
I go to the rec council meetings, I go to the planning commission meetings. Our councilman's assistant contacts me to speak at a press conference. Since I don't want to look stupid I try to find out what its about. Are they finally going to announce a start date for the renovations???? Yahoo, I think... but oh no... after weeding through tons of emails and continually asking for clarification for 2 months, I finally get to the bottom line. The press conference is to announce the city MAY start to enter into negotiations for a NEW development project to start in about 10 more years and language MAY be written in that MMWLL MAY benefit by getting some money that MAY get our renovations started in NEXT FEW YEARS! I will not be on TV speaking at that press conference. This is why I drink wine.
While this is all going on, the SD Padres have offered some LL districts a uniform sponsorship deal. The original deal was the Padres will provide for FREE official jersey and hats for all players in the T-Ball, Farm, Minors and Challenger divisions. How can you go wrong??? Official major league, button down jerseys. 20-30 versions to choose from. Did I mention FREE? What's the catch, I think. I get an email yesterday from our district administrator. We need to know how many jerseys we want. By noon tomorrow and sizes. And they will cost $5 and there are 12 styles to choose from which we won't know until we commit. We don't start registration until Dec. and finish the 2nd week of January!!!! How are we supposed to know how many we need. So I compile all the emails into a word document, for easy reading and send it out to the board for an emergency email discussion and vote. I haven't opened that can of worms yet. It can wait until tomorrow. This is why I drink wine.
The forecast calls for rain tomorrow. Its San Diego, it hardly ever rains. Should we close the fields and cancel tomorrow's games? What time? Soccer was canceled today because the fields were too wet from yesterday's rain. Email coaches with the plan, make sure the website will get updated... This is why I drink wine.
My friends ask me if I want to join their book club. I love to read. I want to be in a book club. "Do you read self help books?", I ask. "No, we read all different kinds of books." they say. " Great! What if I don't finish the book?", I ask. "That's OK", they say. " You can still come and drink wine."
That's why they are my friends.
This is why I am writing this while drinking wine.
It is what it is.
Namaste
When I took on the presidency of MWLL, I thought, how hard can this be? I don't really know that much about baseball but there are coaches for that. I'm organized, I can delegate, I'm happy, people like me, meetings don't really bother me, I generally write short emails and I rarely "reply all". Little did I know what was in store for me. In the last few days, I have written some of the longest emails of my life.
Our fields and rec center area are part of a major renovation project that was suppose to start about 10 years ago. It is all based on a housing development project and the fees developers pay for parks and recreation space. Things are finally starting to progress so I feel the need to be informed. I want to make sure that MMWLL gets the best new fields possible and they are built to the correct specifications.
I go to the rec council meetings, I go to the planning commission meetings. Our councilman's assistant contacts me to speak at a press conference. Since I don't want to look stupid I try to find out what its about. Are they finally going to announce a start date for the renovations???? Yahoo, I think... but oh no... after weeding through tons of emails and continually asking for clarification for 2 months, I finally get to the bottom line. The press conference is to announce the city MAY start to enter into negotiations for a NEW development project to start in about 10 more years and language MAY be written in that MMWLL MAY benefit by getting some money that MAY get our renovations started in NEXT FEW YEARS! I will not be on TV speaking at that press conference. This is why I drink wine.
While this is all going on, the SD Padres have offered some LL districts a uniform sponsorship deal. The original deal was the Padres will provide for FREE official jersey and hats for all players in the T-Ball, Farm, Minors and Challenger divisions. How can you go wrong??? Official major league, button down jerseys. 20-30 versions to choose from. Did I mention FREE? What's the catch, I think. I get an email yesterday from our district administrator. We need to know how many jerseys we want. By noon tomorrow and sizes. And they will cost $5 and there are 12 styles to choose from which we won't know until we commit. We don't start registration until Dec. and finish the 2nd week of January!!!! How are we supposed to know how many we need. So I compile all the emails into a word document, for easy reading and send it out to the board for an emergency email discussion and vote. I haven't opened that can of worms yet. It can wait until tomorrow. This is why I drink wine.
The forecast calls for rain tomorrow. Its San Diego, it hardly ever rains. Should we close the fields and cancel tomorrow's games? What time? Soccer was canceled today because the fields were too wet from yesterday's rain. Email coaches with the plan, make sure the website will get updated... This is why I drink wine.
My friends ask me if I want to join their book club. I love to read. I want to be in a book club. "Do you read self help books?", I ask. "No, we read all different kinds of books." they say. " Great! What if I don't finish the book?", I ask. "That's OK", they say. " You can still come and drink wine."
That's why they are my friends.
This is why I am writing this while drinking wine.
It is what it is.
Namaste
Thursday, November 3, 2011
Redneck Day
As president of Mira Mesa West Little League, I have to attend monthly meetings with the other presidents of District 32. At this months's meeting, the other attendee's included the board representives for uniforms, equipment, snack bar and fundraising. The discussion soon turned to what each league did to raise money. I shared our basket auction idea that we have at our generous sponsor Bangin Burgers. (www.bangin-burgers.com) as well as our yard sale. What I did not share however, is my idea for the most unique fundraiser ever: Redneck Day.
Our baseball fields are overrun with ground squirrels. They have burrowed beneath all the dugouts and have tunneled under all the fields. When I drive up to stock the snack bar and no one is there they scatter like rats deserting a sinking ship. If I am really unlucky and happen to empty a trash can, one may run across my foot, happy to be released. Part of a field may collapse due to the intricate tunnel system.
I don't have all the details completely worked out since it is inappropriate on multiple levels but this is what I have so far.
Shoot a squirrel for a small fee. We could rent bb guns to interested participants. Discounts could be give if you bring your own gun.
Once you have shot your squirrel, bring it to the snack bar to be cleaned and grilled.
New menu possibilities are endless: Squirrel on a stick. Your choice of sauces: BBQ, teriyaki or ranch. Squirrel chili, squirrel burgers. We could have an Iron Chef style competion and post it on YouTube. It would go viral. Food Network would pick it up.$$$$$$
Save the pelts. How many fashionable people will be sporting their very own squirrel jackets and vests this year?
There has to be a country band from east county that would perform. Dance contest anyone? $10 pick up wash? Those parking lots are pretty dusty. Best gun rack? Hottest rack????(LL Moms)
You have to admit there are possibilities here.
Did you know a Saber Tooth Squirrel was recently discovered?
http://lightyears.blogs.cnn.com/2011/11/02/tiny-saber-toothed-squirrel-is-mammalian-ancestor/
Think Scrat from Ice Age. There are ALOT of squirrels around. Scientists? Rare and unique extinct mammals $$$$. Keep an eye on your t-ball player.
It is what it is.
Namaste
Our baseball fields are overrun with ground squirrels. They have burrowed beneath all the dugouts and have tunneled under all the fields. When I drive up to stock the snack bar and no one is there they scatter like rats deserting a sinking ship. If I am really unlucky and happen to empty a trash can, one may run across my foot, happy to be released. Part of a field may collapse due to the intricate tunnel system.
I don't have all the details completely worked out since it is inappropriate on multiple levels but this is what I have so far.
Shoot a squirrel for a small fee. We could rent bb guns to interested participants. Discounts could be give if you bring your own gun.
Once you have shot your squirrel, bring it to the snack bar to be cleaned and grilled.
New menu possibilities are endless: Squirrel on a stick. Your choice of sauces: BBQ, teriyaki or ranch. Squirrel chili, squirrel burgers. We could have an Iron Chef style competion and post it on YouTube. It would go viral. Food Network would pick it up.$$$$$$
Save the pelts. How many fashionable people will be sporting their very own squirrel jackets and vests this year?
There has to be a country band from east county that would perform. Dance contest anyone? $10 pick up wash? Those parking lots are pretty dusty. Best gun rack? Hottest rack????(LL Moms)
You have to admit there are possibilities here.
Did you know a Saber Tooth Squirrel was recently discovered?
http://lightyears.blogs.cnn.com/2011/11/02/tiny-saber-toothed-squirrel-is-mammalian-ancestor/
Think Scrat from Ice Age. There are ALOT of squirrels around. Scientists? Rare and unique extinct mammals $$$$. Keep an eye on your t-ball player.
It is what it is.
Namaste
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Halloween Pictures
Our family tradition is to go every year to the Picture People in the North County Fair mall to get pictures in Halloween costumes. No formal portraits for us. We go for the fun costume pictures. So about 2 weeks before our appointment, I get the kids to start thinking about their costumes. Cara already knows she wants to be a zombie. She has her idea and works for about 2 days cutting up her old clothes into zombie attire. 1 trip to Party City for makeup and zombie teeth and we are good to go. She forgets to bring the zombie teeth to the photo shoot.
Colin on the other hand:
Me: Do you have an idea for a costume?
Colin: no
Me: Do you want help thinking of a costume?
Colin: no
Me: Are you getting too old for costumes and trick or treating?
Colin: no
Me: Ok then, you need a costume for the pictures in 2 weeks.
Repeat this conversation every 2 days.
On the day of the pictures I pick Colin up from school.
Me: So how about that costume?
Colin: Huh?
Me: We are going for the pictures today. Do you have a costume?
Colin: no
Me: Are you going to wear that afro wig Cara and I bought you at Party City?
Colin: no
Me: How about that fake facial hair?
Colin: Maybe
Me: We are leaving in 1 hour. You better have something.
Its time to go. Colin gets in the car wearing the exact same clothes he wore to school. He has the fake facial hair and a panda hat.
Me: Is that your costume?
Colin: yes
Me: Let's go.
Cara: Is that Colin's costume?
Me: I guess so.
Cara: What is he?
Me: Colin, with fake facial hair and a panda hat.
Cara: That's what I thought.
12 year old boys.
It is what it is.
Namaste
Me: How about that fake facial hair?
Colin: Maybe
Me: We are leaving in 1 hour. You better have something.
Its time to go. Colin gets in the car wearing the exact same clothes he wore to school. He has the fake facial hair and a panda hat.
Me: Is that your costume?
Colin: yes
Me: Let's go.
Cara: Is that Colin's costume?
Me: I guess so.
Cara: What is he?
Me: Colin, with fake facial hair and a panda hat.
Cara: That's what I thought.
12 year old boys.
It is what it is.
Namaste
Friday, October 21, 2011
Slug Bugs and Tweeties
Going anywhere in the car with Cara involves a game of Slug Bugs and Tweeties. You may know that Slug Bugs or Punch Bugs are a VW Bug, however this is not the only car I get continually punched in the arm (or tapped in Cara's case) when spotted. Oh no, what else could there be you may ask. Here is the list:
Slug Bug,
Old School (old vw bug),
New School (new vw bug)
Marshmallow (white vw bug)
Hippie van (vw van)
Soft Top and Hard Top Slug Bugs
Tweetie (any yellow car)
Kermit ( any green car)
Cube ( any square car such as Kia Soul, Element, Cube, X-B something,etc)
There are also variations that I still don't remember.
So this pretty much covers over 60% of the cars on the road. I am also supposed to spot all these cars before her and call them out while tapping her back, listening to the Radio Disney and driving. And she knows where all the neighborhood cars are parked so my arm is bruised before we even leave our neighborhood.
Here is a sample of our drive to soccer practice:
Cara: Slug Bug Old School
Me: Twinkie
Cara; Its a "Tweetie" as she hits me, not a Twinkie,
Me: Sorry, Twinkies are yellow
Cara: Kemit
Cara: Kermit
Cara Tweetie
Me: I'm not playing, I quit
Cara: You can't quit until we get there. Kermit
Me: Twinkie, no wait Yellow, no wait..,
Cara: Mom, I told you its not Twinkie, it Tweetie
Me: Kermit
Cara: Mini, cube,etc
Me: I already called that.
Cara: I added on.
Me: You can't do that. I quit.
Cara: Yes I can. You can't quit till we get there. Tweetie.
It Is What It Is.
Namaste
Slug Bug,
Old School (old vw bug),
New School (new vw bug)
Marshmallow (white vw bug)
Hippie van (vw van)
Soft Top and Hard Top Slug Bugs
Tweetie (any yellow car)
Kermit ( any green car)
Cube ( any square car such as Kia Soul, Element, Cube, X-B something,etc)
There are also variations that I still don't remember.
So this pretty much covers over 60% of the cars on the road. I am also supposed to spot all these cars before her and call them out while tapping her back, listening to the Radio Disney and driving. And she knows where all the neighborhood cars are parked so my arm is bruised before we even leave our neighborhood.
Here is a sample of our drive to soccer practice:
Cara: Slug Bug Old School
Me: Twinkie
Cara; Its a "Tweetie" as she hits me, not a Twinkie,
Me: Sorry, Twinkies are yellow
Cara: Kemit
Cara: Kermit
Cara Tweetie
Me: I'm not playing, I quit
Cara: You can't quit until we get there. Kermit
Me: Twinkie, no wait Yellow, no wait..,
Cara: Mom, I told you its not Twinkie, it Tweetie
Me: Kermit
Cara: Mini, cube,etc
Me: I already called that.
Cara: I added on.
Me: You can't do that. I quit.
Cara: Yes I can. You can't quit till we get there. Tweetie.
It Is What It Is.
Namaste
Saturday, October 15, 2011
Saturday Nights Alright
In my family, if you are a kid and you spend a a lot of time here you officially become one of my kids and you get a number. Right now I have 1,2 and 6 here. Colin, being my first born is 1 and Cara is 2. Colin's friends Cody and Andrew are 3 and 4. Cara's friends Tori and Cadence are 5 and 6. The rules are you have to get along with the other kids. If you make trouble, you will be sent home. You never lose your number because even if you are having problems with Colin or Cara, you are on the MacNaughton rubber band and will bounce back eventually.
1 and 6 are playing Guitar Hero and 2 is watching Nick. This is a new development in MacNaughton world. Usually Colin and Cadence exist in the same universe but the paths don't intersect unless absolutely necessary.
It's Saturday night and we are all together. It's been a busy week. Poor Scott has had migraine for the last 4 days. He has been in bed for 2 of them. I have been working at Ericson and MMPP so the money is trickling in. Since I didn't anticipate working I had the mangos and peppers cut up to make some Mango Pepper jelly. I made the jelly yesterday before the mangos went bad. Thursday is a big clean up day at the fields so I was at Home Depot at 8 with GB shopping for supplies. $850 later, GB loaded up his friend's truck and took the stuff to the fields. That guy works so hard for MMWLL.
2 baseball games tomorrow, MMPP on Monday, Ericson on Tuesday, field trip to the Midway on Wednesday, field cleannup on Thursday.Fit in practices for baseball and soccer. Start all over on Friday.
Busy life...gotta love it... Stay organized.
It is what it is...
Namaste
1 and 6 are playing Guitar Hero and 2 is watching Nick. This is a new development in MacNaughton world. Usually Colin and Cadence exist in the same universe but the paths don't intersect unless absolutely necessary.
It's Saturday night and we are all together. It's been a busy week. Poor Scott has had migraine for the last 4 days. He has been in bed for 2 of them. I have been working at Ericson and MMPP so the money is trickling in. Since I didn't anticipate working I had the mangos and peppers cut up to make some Mango Pepper jelly. I made the jelly yesterday before the mangos went bad. Thursday is a big clean up day at the fields so I was at Home Depot at 8 with GB shopping for supplies. $850 later, GB loaded up his friend's truck and took the stuff to the fields. That guy works so hard for MMWLL.
2 baseball games tomorrow, MMPP on Monday, Ericson on Tuesday, field trip to the Midway on Wednesday, field cleannup on Thursday.Fit in practices for baseball and soccer. Start all over on Friday.
Busy life...gotta love it... Stay organized.
It is what it is...
Namaste
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
The 1st Post
I was a Facebook holdout for so long. I finally joined FB with the intention of trying to sell more of my jewelry line, In The Mood Designs but got caught up in checking in and posting random things. But now I don't want to seem like one of "those" people. You know, the ones who post every little thing... my cat pooed, I'm doing laundry, now I'm going to 7-11.
Don't get me wrong, I like Facebook. Its like crack for computers. I love looking at everyone's pictures, especially fancy food. Finding out about vacations, getting good deals, reading happy and inspiring quotes... But I'm sure that everyone doesn't want to read every little thing from my life either.
I'm not sure why but I have been given journals as gifts for most of my life and I have yet to write more than one entry in any of them. Plus my handwriting sucks. Maybe a blog would be a better forum for what's going on in my life. So it is what it is.
Namaste
Don't get me wrong, I like Facebook. Its like crack for computers. I love looking at everyone's pictures, especially fancy food. Finding out about vacations, getting good deals, reading happy and inspiring quotes... But I'm sure that everyone doesn't want to read every little thing from my life either.
I'm not sure why but I have been given journals as gifts for most of my life and I have yet to write more than one entry in any of them. Plus my handwriting sucks. Maybe a blog would be a better forum for what's going on in my life. So it is what it is.
Namaste
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