Monday, March 29, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
By the way, my grandparents lived in Huntington, WV for a few years, so we used to go there as kids to visit them. In fact, I think that is where I saw both Star Wars and Grease for the first time, and it's also where I was when Elvis died.
Anyway, good luck to Jamie Oliver. Looks like he's got his work cut out for him with those lunch ladies.
Friday, March 26, 2010
- I am excited about Jamie Oliver's new show, which starts tonight. Go Jamie! I recently found out that when Daphne goes to Kindergarten, she will have snacktime, during which there is the option to have chocolate milk EVERY DAY. Maybe I'm a mean mommy, but chocolate milk is a special treat in my house. Not a daily staple. I have great concerns about the food they serve in cafeterias at public schools. So, if this show calls attention to potato pearls and other such "foods," I am all for it. And I'll probably learn a thing or two about things I can do to change the way we eat at home too. All part of the re-invention. Yay!
- Project Runway: WHAT???!!! Anthony goes??!! I thought that horrible stiff 70s rainbow dress was finally going to mean the end of Mila. Anthony isn't my favorite designer, but he brought so much entertainment value to a pretty boring season. Sad. Official LRHS Bryant Park prediction: Maya, Emilio, and Seth Aaron.
- What is this "Glee" everyone's talking about? Is it worth watching?
- American Idol: Andrew Garcia has let me down. Siobhan is great but should probably go a week or two without the screaming. Crystal will win.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
On the way home from the mall, we had this conversation:
Daphne: Mom, I have something to say.
Me: What is it?
Daphne: I love you more than peanut butter.
Daphne: Daddy, I love you more than peanut butter too.
Kev: Do you love me more than jelly?
Daphne: (Pause) Dad, I think we should talk about soccer.
Although Dallas apparently just got two inches of snow, Spring has arrived in the mid-Atlantic in full force. It has been beautiful the last few days. Yesterday, Daphne finally got to play with the Moonsand she got for Christmas. I had been warned to keep this stuff outside. Thank goodness. What a mess! But she had fun with it, so that's good.
Our cherry tree is blooming in spite of the damage it received during the blizzards. We had our first meal on the porch yesterday. I got to take my new cart to the farmer's market. And I feel a bike ride is in the near future. I can't believe how recently we were tromping through snow and having to wear hats everywhere.
Friday, March 19, 2010
Yesterday was less fun. I had to go to a conference all day to get C. E. hours to maintain my SLP license. It was sort of interesting. The topic was neurology, specifically sensory processing. I am totally into that stuff. But as usual, the room was too cold and then too hot. The chairs were uncomfortable, the coffee was bad, and this time, there wasn't any food. You can usually count on a spread of bagels and danishes, but it turns out the people sponsoring the workshop can no longer afford to provide food in these tough economic times. The people at the Shackley meeting in the next conference room, however, had a giant table with all kinds of pastries and fresh fruit, and a mean guy to stand there to keep away anyone from our group who might attempt to take something. I just wanted to go home.
The good news is, I went to Five Guys for lunch, and enjoyed my cheeseburger and fries very much. And on the way home, I looked forward to a nice relaxing quiet evening because Kevin planned to take Daphne to the circus. Well, it was a nice thought, anyway. Instead, I arrived home to find that Daphne hadn't taken a nap, and Kevin had come home early because he thought he might have a stomach virus. So, he went to bed, and I was on my own all evening with a wound-up loopy little Peanut. We watched the Cinderella movie, which was fun, but not quite what I had planned for what was to be the first evening I would have actually been alone in my house since we moved in. Oh well. There will be more circuses. I am just glad Kev is feeling better today, and that no one else seems to be sick.
Today, I got up and baked bread and pizza roll palmier things (Darlene, I have made these three times now - love them!) to take to a disco party at a friend's house. There were a bunch of kids and moms and good things to eat, and Daphne is now sleeping it off. She had a great time. I spent most of the time guarding the dessert area, trying to keep away a certain little Peanut who wanted as many treats as she could get. I felt like the guy from the Shackley table. What is Shackley anyway? I would really like to be able to actually have a real uninterrupted conversation with another adult sometime without having to always scurry away mid-sentence to keep Daphne out of the sweets.
I think it's time for me to take a little nap. I am having a hard time keeping my eyes open, and it's only 4:00. Chances are, Daphne will wake up just as I doze off, but that's OK. Tomorrow is Saturday, and we don't have any plans until 6:30pm - a nice relaxing piano recital performed by the daughter of one of Daphne's teachers. Then, we have NOTHING planned for Sunday. And that's exactly what I intend to do.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Daphne wouldn't eat it, but Kev and I both had seconds. There is only a small corner of it left. Not sure how it will taste left-over though. It was SO good, and really easy.
Today, about half of Daphne's class is coming over to play outside. Should be fun. The weather is suddenly beautiful. Daphne is running around with no pants on at the moment, though, and I hear banging noises coming from her room, so I'd better go supervise.
Let me know if you make the potatoes. YUM!
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
But somehow the school photographer got this:
WHAT?! No rock and roll face? No weird fake smile?
He must have magic powers. Or candy.
Monday, March 15, 2010
Or maybe I'll sleep too!
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
The picture above is of my grandma. I have been working with my dad to get ready for her 90th birthday party, which is in a few weeks. I've been scanning in pictures and my dad has been making them into a slide show, and I today I finished up the invitations which should hit the mail tomorrow. There is still a little more work to do to get ready, but now that the invitations are done, I can slow down a little. Yay!
Meanwhile, we had a big week last week when Mimi, Aunt Barbara, and Hunter the dog came for a visit. We packed a lot into a few days, including shopping, First Friday, a craft fair, dinner at the gas station Thai place, and a night out with Kev, thanks to our babysitter houseguests! Daphne had a great time following her buddy Hunter around all week, and she's a little lonely now that everyone is gone. I am just not exciting enough for her I guess.
Here we are headed to First Friday, where we saw Irish Dancers (Daphne was fascinated), Maddy Curtis (a great local singer who should have but didn't get through Hollywood week on American Idol), and a Celtic band complete with a piper. I LOVE BAGPIPES!
Yesterday, it was Spring-y. So we went to a friend's house for a playdate and lunch. The food and company were great, and the girls had a blast playing OUTSIDE in the SUN. One of the girls took this picture below with Daphne's camera. The Peanut was too busy being OUTSIDE in the SUN to take pictures. It was great.
- Friday morning: play at a friend's house.
- Friday evening: friends over here for dinner and housebanding
- Saturday night - Mommy and Daphne date to see the Cinderella play with a bunch of kids and moms from school
- Sunday afternoon - going to a birthday party
- Thursday all day - SLP workshop (dread)
- Thursday night - Circus (probably just Kev and Daphne. I'm scared of clowns.)
- Friday morning - kids from school Disco party at a friend's house
In the middle of all that, there is bread to be baked, dinner to be cooked, 90th birthday parties to plan, a Peanut to care for, and the TIME CHANGE. How I hate the time change. Ben Franklin's worst idea.
So, it's mostly all good fun stuff, but I am tired just thinking about it. Some people I know are all about action. I am not so much. I am dreaming of one of those vacations Kev and I used to take where there was a whole lot of doing nothing but maybe canoeing around a lake, playing some dominoes, and cooking up a pot of corn chowder. Someday...
I'll be back when I can!
PS. There are some really good girls on AI this season, plus Andrew Garcia. It's about to finally start getting interesting...