Sunday, March 29, 2009
Thursday, March 26, 2009
This morning, when I spilled nearly the entire cup of Kate's Kids' Emergen-C down my front as I was attempting to fit it with its lid while a solid 10 minutes late for work I impressed myself by not dropping an F-bomb in front of the kids. Instead I went with "Pus!" to which Sarah replied "what happened?" I told her I'd spilled as I frenetically searched for a rag. She said "You spilled Kate's drink?" I said yes, it was Kate's. "Not my drink." she followed-up. "No, Sarah, not yours." She sighed. "Well good. You have to be careful, Mommy." she said.
This afternoon, after stripping off her shirt because "It got water on it" (code for - I am tired of wearing clothes now), Sarah stood, arms akimbo, staring at the kitchen floor. She found one of the ripped up old baby washcloths I now place in the dryer, doused with a few drops of lavender essential oil to make things smell all nice and crap. "This kitchen floor is disgusting!" she emoted. "I need to wash it. Now, don't come in here until it's dry, OK?" She proceeded to "mop" the floor.
And so it goes. I tell myself that while hearing my words parroted back at me with slightly irritating accuracy may be tough, at least the kitchen floor isn't so disgusting any more...
For the second day in a row I hit the breakroom in search of my coffee-lover's methadone, a packet of the Swiss Miss hot cocoa mix with mini marshmallows. The packaging changed recently. It used to just have the Swiss Miss logo all over it in light blue, but now it looks like this:
Actually, it looked like that after I opened it, but you get the idea. See that tag line there in the middle? "As Much Calcium as a Glass of Milk". Right away I had to call shenanigans on that statement. The product contains, in this order, sugar, corn syrup, modified whey (what?), cocoa, hydrogenated coconut oil, marshmallows, modified corn starch (what's with all the modifying?), gelatin, artificial flavor, nonfat milk and calcium carbonate. Notice the calcium-containing items are dead last.
So I look at the nutritional information and right there on the packet it states that if you mix it with water you get 30% of your RDA of calcium and if you mix it with milk you get 50% of your RDA of calcium. If the hot cocoa mix contains as much calcium as a glass of milk wouldn't you get twice the calcium when you mix it with milk than you would when mixing it with water?
What are the Swiss trying to pull here? I thought they were neutral! I am going to write to the corporate lawyers and request they change the statement to:
As Much Calcium as a Glass of Milk When Mixed With a Glass of Milk
* I think my homeopath just wants me to quit drinking coffee. She is sorely mistaken if she thinks I won't be back on the juice as soon as this little issue is cleared up.
Tuesday, March 24, 2009
So, Monday morning, I began at 6AM. I knew it was going to be a beautiful day and I was thrilled at the prospect of throwing every window in the house open wide. I began by stripping all the beds and the disgusting slipcover from the couch in the TV room and gathering up all the bath mats for some serious laundering. I never stopped doing laundry. Then, the cleaning of the rooms commenced. I hit the playroom first. I know, it seems odd maybe, but you wouldn't believe what was lurking in there. So much doll and Barbie hair we could have supplied a Barbie Locks of Love for an entire year. Various bits of playdough and other scented modeling clay. Paint. Dead dandelions. Apple cores. That room alone took me nearly 3 hours to complete, though, admittedly, I interrupted that work to do the grocery shopping. Check this out.
Suck it, Mary Poppins. My reward for my hard work in the playroom was Kate's unsolicited awe at the sight of it. "Wooooow!" she said that afternoon when she wandered in "I've never seen it this clean before!" That, I felt, was a good time for the "We're darn well going to keep it like this too, sister" speech. Neither kid has noticed yet that I gathered up 2 giant leaf bags full of toys and gave them away to Goodwill.
I spent the remainder of the day scouring, vacuuming, dusting and mopping. I am proud to report, in keeping with my New Year's Resolution (Item 2), that every cleaning agent I employed during this time was homemade and non-toxic, even my laundry detergent. The house smells so delightfully clean now. It took me 11.5 hours to get as much done as I did and I could use a second day. The windows are still horrific and none of that laundry I did has been folded. I had to fetch the wee ones, though, which brought an end to all cleaning efforts.
They enjoyed blowing bubbles outside (sorry, no photos of that) as well inside that afternoon.
Shortly after this photo was taken Sarah fell off the swing. She landed right on her face. She whimpered a little and Kate got off the swing to check on her. But then, with no urging from Jeremiah or me or even her sister, Sarah got up, dusted herself off and got back on the swing. We were so proud. When I uploaded this photo to the computer Kate and Sarah were watching. "Where's the one of me falling?" Sarah asked as Kate was asking nearly the exact same thing. "I didn't catch that on film." I stated, and then wondered if they would ask 'what's film?' They didn't, but Sarah did her new alternative to fit-pitching, which I love, and said "Awwwwh MAN!"
Monday, March 23, 2009
Sarah warmed up to it by the time we got to the recycling cart, but she was full-on terrified of the fire trucks. Not Kate. Kate loved it. She crawled all over the trucks in her formal wear. We forgot our camera. Tragic. We were stuck with just our phones. So, here's a few shots I took with my BlackBerry. That sideways one is of Kate standing in the back of the recycling truck. The kids loved it. They'd pull themselves up to the top and slide down to the bottom. As it has been since my childhood, the cement truck was my favorite.
Saturday, March 21, 2009
Sunday, March 15, 2009
If you look closely you can see the evidence of Aunt Jo Jo and Uncle Steve's visit yesterday to deliver tattoos, hair glitter (it's rubbed out...presumably all over the girls' bedsheets) and to paint Kate and Sarah's nails.
Ah, bread, fresh from the oven. Life is good.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
I noticed, once Sarah, and later Kate, had finished off the blueberries and some cottage cheese they decided they had to have, that Sarah had put a single blueberry in my salad bowl. They got bored with my food prep and went outside to play. I finished everything, fed them and took them upstairs to bathe them.
On Tuesday I was mindlessly munching on my salad while working. I got half way through it and noticed, among the spinach, arugula, red bell pepper, feta (the girls ate some of that, too), etc that there was a lone blueberry. It made me think of Sarah's sweet, little, cottage cheese-covered chin and how I thought the blueberries she was stuffing in her piehole matched her big blue eyes and I smiled and missed her.
Then I had to run to Target to replace their toothbrushes (they were both sick last week). Still aglow with the happy memory of my kid I ended up buying them both new spring outfits. And instead of getting the cheap plain toothbrushes I got Elmo for Sarah and Cinderella for Kate. I love it when they're fun, but their delightfulness is killing my budget.
Monday, March 09, 2009
Saturday, March 07, 2009
Here is my first decorating attempt using ganache and white chocolate. Very basic, very fun. The icing is dark chocolate mousse. It's a dark chocolate cake. Because last night's class began at 6:30 and I had to get to midtown from Sandy Springs (a stone's throw, but oh such odious traffic) this cake and some carrot cake on which Chef exhibited how to make and spread cream cheese icing followed by crushed nuts on the sides, were my dinner. Mmmmm. Healthy. Where was I? Oh yeah, my lab experiment. It's a bit messy but my classmates were impressed with my zany, if somewhat frenetic, use of the white chocolate on top. I'll be bringing it to Steve & Joy's tonight. Voila! I've made dessert! Er...hopefully my work will get prettier. We'll see if these classes pay off!
Monday, March 02, 2009
Sunday, March 01, 2009
Rex has never seen snow before in his life. Lola needs a bath, a thing the bright white snow just accentuates. Kate's been running a fever all day, but I let her go outside and play in it for a bit anyway because I couldn't figure out how to stop her. At first, she sneaked out wearing nothing but her gymnastics leotard, slippers and, because she's very responsible, her winter coat. I dragged her back in but quickly realized that just ushering her up to bed with all the excitement going on was out of the question.
Then, because we have no gloves or mittens for the girls (it's as if we don't know anyone who knits, right?) Kate cried because her frozen hands burned from the cold. Then I forced both girls to take a nap, even though I felt the proper thing to do would be to make hot cocoa and huddle around the candle-lit fireplace under big blankets together. We can do that later, I suppose. We'd better hurry, though, because it's going to be in the 60s again by Tuesday.