How do you remove peanut butter from a knife? Up to this point, my methods have included the following:
1) Use a paper towel to wipe off the knife. Then, place knife in dishwasher.
Pros: Effective
Cons: wasteful, not earth-friendly, multi-step process
2) Rinse knife and gum up dish brush with leftover peanut butter.
Pros: Knife ultimately gets clean.
Cons: Dish brush is gummed up with leftover peanut butter. Duh.
3) Leave knife in sink for two days and hope that the peanut butter somehow sloughs off on its own.
Pros: little to no effort
Cons: Many. Chiefly the fact that the knife never gets clean.
I lamented on Twitter this morning that there is no good way to do this. Right away I got back multiple responses identifying the simplest, most effective method.
USE YOUR TONGUE.
Hello. Why did I never think of that? Believe it or not, I have a college degree and everything.
Now I need to know... am I the only moron who hadn't thought of that? Please, make me feel better.
In other news, you guys, I saw Harry Potter last night! I LOVED IT. I was surprised by how funny it was. Not to mention sad. I may or may not have shed a few tears. Now, I'm considering reading book 6 again just to remember all the detail that the movie left out. Book nerd alert!
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
Monday, July 20, 2009
weekendery
This weekend was one of those where we packed a week's worth of activity into two days. It was also a weekend where we barely turned on the TV, we used up a whole bottle of sunscreen and truly wore ourselves out.
Because focusing on activities that Exhaust the Children pretty much sums up my parenting philosophy.
On Saturday, we did this by going to a birthday party, the pool and then renting a boat on the bay. This is highly recommended! There were chips, guacamole, pizza... and most importantly, wine. Also, there were small children wearing tiny life jackets.
Cutest ever! But why must they make these ridiculous faces when asked to smile?
And here is our fearless skipper, who is only lacking a hat to make the ensemble complete.
Pardon the horrific picture quality. Despite multiple reminders, we were somehow unable to remember to bring our actual camera, so the iPhone had to suffice. At least we remembered the vino.
Priorities, people.
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
late adopter
Wow. Y'all sure did have my back on the chopstick usage! I had always thought that Awkward Chopsticks™ was a rare and lonely affliction. Evidently it is more common than I ever imagined. It knows neither age nor geographic restrictions! Be strong, my friends. You are in good company.
Anyway, have you seen the new Harry Potter movie yet? I can't wait to see it. However, that may not happen soon. It's hilarious how late to everything I constantly am. For example, I read the Harry Potter series a couple of months ago, I'm currently reading Lord of the Rings and I just signed up for a Flickr account two weeks ago. Also? The car I drive now is the only one I've ever had with power steering. True story! I like to make sure things are proven before I jump in with both feet.
Or something.
I'm sure I won't be seeing the movie until I can get it from Netflix, since my children (as charming as they are) are a real bottleneck when it comes to seeing movies in theaters.
But regardless, I don’t remember ever being as engaged in a series as I was with Harry Potter. I loved how the plot grew as the characters matured, I found the storylines compelling and Severus Snape was one of my favorite characters in recent fiction. So complex and intriguing.
Anyway, have you seen the new Harry Potter movie yet? I can't wait to see it. However, that may not happen soon. It's hilarious how late to everything I constantly am. For example, I read the Harry Potter series a couple of months ago, I'm currently reading Lord of the Rings and I just signed up for a Flickr account two weeks ago. Also? The car I drive now is the only one I've ever had with power steering. True story! I like to make sure things are proven before I jump in with both feet.
Or something.
I'm sure I won't be seeing the movie until I can get it from Netflix, since my children (as charming as they are) are a real bottleneck when it comes to seeing movies in theaters.
But regardless, I don’t remember ever being as engaged in a series as I was with Harry Potter. I loved how the plot grew as the characters matured, I found the storylines compelling and Severus Snape was one of my favorite characters in recent fiction. So complex and intriguing.
Monday, July 13, 2009
is this thing on?
Hey, remember me? It’s great to see you. Your hair looks good.
Speaking of hair, did you hear that I was on Rachael Ray late last week with the lovely Whoorl as part of the show’s feature on Hair Thursday? Yeah, it’s true! The filming happened well over a year ago and just aired on Friday. The experience was so much fun, except for one teeny-tiny part.
Let me give you a quick overview of how it all went down. First, Rachael interviewed Sarah on stage. Did you see how articulate and glamorous Sarah was? She’s a stunner, that one. Then, Rachael talked to me from the audience to ask why I participated in Hair Thursday. After that part, I was whisked away into the hair and makeup room to get my hair cut and colored by the awesome Rodney Cutler and his team. Seriously, there could not be a nicer and more talented guy than Rodney. He was amazing.
After my hair was all done and styled, they brought me back out on stage toward the end of the show for the big reveal. Which is where I somewhat mortifyingly flipped my hair and Rachael made me do a little twirl. I’m not usually much of a center-of-attention type, I’ve gotta tell ya. But the studio audience was fun because they clap a lot. Applause! It’s encouraging! Who knew.
All was going well until Rachael had me sit down at the table in front of a big plate of sweet and sour pork that she had made on the show that day. It looked and smelled delicious, but when I saw that the only available utensils were chopsticks, I panicked.
Hello, my name is Rebecca and I SUCK AT EATING WITH CHOPSTICKS.
I always have, and I probably always will, since I’m 35 years old and old dog, new tricks, yadda yadda yadda.
Somehow I successfully manage to transport a couple of bites to my mouth without incident. And it was DELICIOUS, I tell you. So thanks Rachael. THANKS FOR NOTHING.
Because I spent the next year-plus stressing over the fact that my Awkward Chopsticks™ were going to be exposed to America on national television.
The bottom line is that no, they weren’t. My Awkward Chopsticks were masterfully edited out, but now I’m telling you, because... I don’t know why. I’m all about laughing at myself, I guess. And if ever there was an opportunity, this was it.
If you didn’t catch it, visit Rachael’s site for a clip of the reveal. You can see my embarrassing hair flip, but mercifully my chopstick-handling skills are minimized for your viewing pleasure.
Speaking of hair, did you hear that I was on Rachael Ray late last week with the lovely Whoorl as part of the show’s feature on Hair Thursday? Yeah, it’s true! The filming happened well over a year ago and just aired on Friday. The experience was so much fun, except for one teeny-tiny part.
Let me give you a quick overview of how it all went down. First, Rachael interviewed Sarah on stage. Did you see how articulate and glamorous Sarah was? She’s a stunner, that one. Then, Rachael talked to me from the audience to ask why I participated in Hair Thursday. After that part, I was whisked away into the hair and makeup room to get my hair cut and colored by the awesome Rodney Cutler and his team. Seriously, there could not be a nicer and more talented guy than Rodney. He was amazing.
After my hair was all done and styled, they brought me back out on stage toward the end of the show for the big reveal. Which is where I somewhat mortifyingly flipped my hair and Rachael made me do a little twirl. I’m not usually much of a center-of-attention type, I’ve gotta tell ya. But the studio audience was fun because they clap a lot. Applause! It’s encouraging! Who knew.
All was going well until Rachael had me sit down at the table in front of a big plate of sweet and sour pork that she had made on the show that day. It looked and smelled delicious, but when I saw that the only available utensils were chopsticks, I panicked.
Hello, my name is Rebecca and I SUCK AT EATING WITH CHOPSTICKS.
I always have, and I probably always will, since I’m 35 years old and old dog, new tricks, yadda yadda yadda.
Somehow I successfully manage to transport a couple of bites to my mouth without incident. And it was DELICIOUS, I tell you. So thanks Rachael. THANKS FOR NOTHING.
Because I spent the next year-plus stressing over the fact that my Awkward Chopsticks™ were going to be exposed to America on national television.
The bottom line is that no, they weren’t. My Awkward Chopsticks were masterfully edited out, but now I’m telling you, because... I don’t know why. I’m all about laughing at myself, I guess. And if ever there was an opportunity, this was it.
If you didn’t catch it, visit Rachael’s site for a clip of the reveal. You can see my embarrassing hair flip, but mercifully my chopstick-handling skills are minimized for your viewing pleasure.
Monday, February 09, 2009
happy birthday, baby D!
I can't believe she is already a year old. These last twelve months have flown by. Seemingly overnight, she went from a tiny helpless baby to a big girl with three teeth, who stands up all by herself and laughs at anything and everything.
I love this precious girl.
Thursday, February 05, 2009
25 things
Originally posted on Facebook, because I was tagged by 8,467 people to do this. I confess: I actually found it kinda fun.
1. I have always lived in the suburbs of Southern California, but I fancy myself somewhat of a city girl.
2. When I was little I was obsessed with horses. Really obsessed, like to the point that when I would come home from riding lessons, I would refuse to take a shower because I wanted to smell like horses. (Grown-up me says “Um, gross.)
3. I am a klutz. Bella Swan’s got nothing on me.
4. I am a former competitive swimmer. In fact, swimming represents the entirety of my athletic talent. See #3 above.
5. My diehard addictions include coffee, Diet Coke, shoes and J. Crew.
6. I also really like wine.
7. And salty snacks. Especially chips. That are dipped in guacamole. And also dark chocolate.
8. Evidently, I am hungry right now.
9. I watch too much TV.
10. All three of my most embarrassing moments involve glass being broken in humiliating circumstances. Did I mention my klutzitude?
11. I won a spelling bee when I was in third grade. No, seriously. I am an excellent speller.
12. My musical taste is, how shall we say, eclectic. Some of my more random likes include the Rent soundtrack and Anne Murray. I’M NOT ASHAMED.
13. I have never really been a kid person, but thank God I have two of my own. They are fantastic.
14. I hate being cold.
15. Reading is my life’s passion and I am never happier than when I have a stack of unread books on my nightstand.
16. My favorite books are The Brothers K by David James Duncan and A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving.
17. I love going to the movies by myself. Actually, I love going to the movies at all and never get to, because of my aforementioned kids.
18. I love for things to be uncluttered on the surface, but don’t open a drawer or closet at my house because you will be showered in junk a la Monica Gellar. Out of sight, out of mind!
19. I have a terrible memory, but I usually remember people’s middle names. I find them intriguing.
20. I am not good at using chopsticks. I’M JUST NOT. This one, I actually am kind of ashamed of. In fact, my awkward chopstick skills were once very nearly exposed on national television! True story.
21. I also cannot shuffle a deck of cards properly. So being invited to a party with card-playing and sushi would strike anxiety into my heart. Although I really do love sushi.
22. Ketchup is an overrated condiment.
23. I will go to extreme lengths to avoid vomiting.
24. I feel guilty about the fact that I rarely work out.
25. I am an introvert at heart and hate being the center of attention, although I am not particularly shy.
1. I have always lived in the suburbs of Southern California, but I fancy myself somewhat of a city girl.
2. When I was little I was obsessed with horses. Really obsessed, like to the point that when I would come home from riding lessons, I would refuse to take a shower because I wanted to smell like horses. (Grown-up me says “Um, gross.)
3. I am a klutz. Bella Swan’s got nothing on me.
4. I am a former competitive swimmer. In fact, swimming represents the entirety of my athletic talent. See #3 above.
5. My diehard addictions include coffee, Diet Coke, shoes and J. Crew.
6. I also really like wine.
7. And salty snacks. Especially chips. That are dipped in guacamole. And also dark chocolate.
8. Evidently, I am hungry right now.
9. I watch too much TV.
10. All three of my most embarrassing moments involve glass being broken in humiliating circumstances. Did I mention my klutzitude?
11. I won a spelling bee when I was in third grade. No, seriously. I am an excellent speller.
12. My musical taste is, how shall we say, eclectic. Some of my more random likes include the Rent soundtrack and Anne Murray. I’M NOT ASHAMED.
13. I have never really been a kid person, but thank God I have two of my own. They are fantastic.
14. I hate being cold.
15. Reading is my life’s passion and I am never happier than when I have a stack of unread books on my nightstand.
16. My favorite books are The Brothers K by David James Duncan and A Prayer for Owen Meany by John Irving.
17. I love going to the movies by myself. Actually, I love going to the movies at all and never get to, because of my aforementioned kids.
18. I love for things to be uncluttered on the surface, but don’t open a drawer or closet at my house because you will be showered in junk a la Monica Gellar. Out of sight, out of mind!
19. I have a terrible memory, but I usually remember people’s middle names. I find them intriguing.
20. I am not good at using chopsticks. I’M JUST NOT. This one, I actually am kind of ashamed of. In fact, my awkward chopstick skills were once very nearly exposed on national television! True story.
21. I also cannot shuffle a deck of cards properly. So being invited to a party with card-playing and sushi would strike anxiety into my heart. Although I really do love sushi.
22. Ketchup is an overrated condiment.
23. I will go to extreme lengths to avoid vomiting.
24. I feel guilty about the fact that I rarely work out.
25. I am an introvert at heart and hate being the center of attention, although I am not particularly shy.
Monday, February 02, 2009
What would you do...
… if you thought it was a good idea to take both your kids to Old Navy, or “Old Maybe” as your child may have called it, and your child threw a big old fit and wouldn’t listen to anything you said, and then when you got down on his level to talk to him about it, he then proceeded to HIT YOU?
… and then, if you took away your child’s toy car because of the hitting, he started throwing a screaming fit while still in the store?
… and then he hit you again?
… and you then dumped your armful of clothes on the nearest display, did the extra-firm upper-arm grab to remove him from the scene and alert him that YOU MEAN BUSINESS, all while pushing the stroller with the other child in it, and he reaches out and hits you AGAIN?
Now, mind you, these are all HYPOTHETICAL examples, because my children are perfect ANGELS, especially the one who happens to be THREE and fiercely INDEPENDENT.
I am just wondering, in the off chance that one of you unlucky saps has been through this. Because I have this friend...
… and then, if you took away your child’s toy car because of the hitting, he started throwing a screaming fit while still in the store?
… and then he hit you again?
… and you then dumped your armful of clothes on the nearest display, did the extra-firm upper-arm grab to remove him from the scene and alert him that YOU MEAN BUSINESS, all while pushing the stroller with the other child in it, and he reaches out and hits you AGAIN?
Now, mind you, these are all HYPOTHETICAL examples, because my children are perfect ANGELS, especially the one who happens to be THREE and fiercely INDEPENDENT.
I am just wondering, in the off chance that one of you unlucky saps has been through this. Because I have this friend...
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
update
So! It was a double ear infection – can you believe it? All this time I was convinced that my poor little baby was suffering from bronchitis or pneumonia, or had somehow turned into a 30-year smoker with emphysema overnight. But no. Instead, both her ears are infected, and her head is so full of mucus that it is draining and making her cough.
SAD.
These kids, I tell ya. They are a mystery. Anyway, she is now loaded up on Amoxicillin and I’m sure will be back to 100% healthy in no time.
Onward! I’m back in the office today, thankfully, because usually when I’m here I can control my desire to eat everything in sight. Don’t get me wrong, everyone who knows me from Twitter is well aware that I crave Fritos regularly, but when the Fritos craving hits me at home, I will rummage through my pantry and eat half a box of mint Joe-Joe’s or See’s molasses chips instead.
(Yes. That really happened.)
Obviously, being at the office has its drawbacks too. Like people in the restroom stall next to you, who are tapping away on their BlackBerry WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY SITTING ON THE TOILET. Now, that doesn’t seem as bad to me as the person at my old office who would floss her teeth in the stall every day after lunch, earning herself the nickname of The Pot Flosser, but GROSS.
(Yes. That also really happened.)
With that lovely sentiment, I will leave you to your Tuesday. Enjoy. And thanks for stopping by. But mostly, stay classy.
SAD.
These kids, I tell ya. They are a mystery. Anyway, she is now loaded up on Amoxicillin and I’m sure will be back to 100% healthy in no time.
Onward! I’m back in the office today, thankfully, because usually when I’m here I can control my desire to eat everything in sight. Don’t get me wrong, everyone who knows me from Twitter is well aware that I crave Fritos regularly, but when the Fritos craving hits me at home, I will rummage through my pantry and eat half a box of mint Joe-Joe’s or See’s molasses chips instead.
(Yes. That really happened.)
Obviously, being at the office has its drawbacks too. Like people in the restroom stall next to you, who are tapping away on their BlackBerry WHILE SIMULTANEOUSLY SITTING ON THE TOILET. Now, that doesn’t seem as bad to me as the person at my old office who would floss her teeth in the stall every day after lunch, earning herself the nickname of The Pot Flosser, but GROSS.
(Yes. That also really happened.)
With that lovely sentiment, I will leave you to your Tuesday. Enjoy. And thanks for stopping by. But mostly, stay classy.
Monday, January 26, 2009
good, bad, ugly
The bad news:
I'm home with the poor sick little Delaney today. She is coughing so much, it's just sad. In fact, she coughed so hard over the weekend that she made herself hurl. Twice. It was truly disgusting. Anyway, I got her a doctor's appointment this afternoon, so until then, we are chilling together and spending a mellow day at home.
The good news:
Even though my baby is sick, I got dressed instead of schlumping around in yoga pants and Uggs. (Side note: I now have that song "Humpin' Around" in my head. Thanks, self. Who sings that?) Anyway, the good thing about that is that I am getting so much more done and feel better wearing jeans, a sweater and flats rather than a spit-up stained sweatshirt. I guess those people (e.g. MY MOTHER) who always lecture you about how you feel as good as you look might actually be onto something. Go figure.
Case in point... check out my new flats that I am wearing today. Do you love them? I do!
The Ugly:
So far, I have eaten a cereal bar, a bagel with cream cheese, three See's molasses chips and three cups of coffee. Somebody, help me stop consuming the contents of my snack drawer QUICK.
I'm home with the poor sick little Delaney today. She is coughing so much, it's just sad. In fact, she coughed so hard over the weekend that she made herself hurl. Twice. It was truly disgusting. Anyway, I got her a doctor's appointment this afternoon, so until then, we are chilling together and spending a mellow day at home.
The good news:
Even though my baby is sick, I got dressed instead of schlumping around in yoga pants and Uggs. (Side note: I now have that song "Humpin' Around" in my head. Thanks, self. Who sings that?) Anyway, the good thing about that is that I am getting so much more done and feel better wearing jeans, a sweater and flats rather than a spit-up stained sweatshirt. I guess those people (e.g. MY MOTHER) who always lecture you about how you feel as good as you look might actually be onto something. Go figure.
Case in point... check out my new flats that I am wearing today. Do you love them? I do!
The Ugly:
So far, I have eaten a cereal bar, a bagel with cream cheese, three See's molasses chips and three cups of coffee. Somebody, help me stop consuming the contents of my snack drawer QUICK.
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Conversations with 3-year olds: Inauguration Edition
Yesterday was an amazing and historic day. Even at my son’s preschool, they watched the inauguration on TV. When I picked him up, we had a conversation that went a little something like this:
Me: “What did you think of the inauguration?”
Evan: “I saw Barack Obama!”
Me: “What was he doing?”
Evan: “He was talking!”
Me: “What did he do when he finished talking?”
Evan: “He got in the car and drove across town. Mommy, did you know that Barack Obama lives in a white house?”
Me: “Yes.”
Evan: “We live in a white house too!”
Me: “Yes, we do. But Barack Obama’s house is special because that is where the President of the United States lives.”
Evan: “Our white house is special too.”
Me: “Um… yes it is.” (I can’t really argue with that one.)
I hope he remembers this day… I know I will.
Me: “What did you think of the inauguration?”
Evan: “I saw Barack Obama!”
Me: “What was he doing?”
Evan: “He was talking!”
Me: “What did he do when he finished talking?”
Evan: “He got in the car and drove across town. Mommy, did you know that Barack Obama lives in a white house?”
Me: “Yes.”
Evan: “We live in a white house too!”
Me: “Yes, we do. But Barack Obama’s house is special because that is where the President of the United States lives.”
Evan: “Our white house is special too.”
Me: “Um… yes it is.” (I can’t really argue with that one.)
I hope he remembers this day… I know I will.
Monday, January 19, 2009
call me crazy
Last week there was some chatter on Twitter about the proper way to eat a grilled cheese sandwich.
(Extra grilled, preferably with tomatoes inside, dipped in hot sauce. OBVS.)
But this made me think. Despite my many food vices – love of Diet Coke, chocolate, Fritos and all things salty – there are a couple of things that I could easily live without: ketchup and ice cream.
Don’t get me wrong, I like ketchup and ice cream. But I could happily live my entire life without eating either one. Ketchup is not necessary for French fries. In fact, I am a French fry purist. Just the delicious potatoey goodness with a light sprinkling of salt, please.
And ice cream? Sure, it’s good, and we usually have it at home because my husband loves it. It’s just not my dessert of choice. (Let’s not talk about cupcakes and brownies, because CANNOT. RESIST.)
What about you – what could you live without?
(Extra grilled, preferably with tomatoes inside, dipped in hot sauce. OBVS.)
But this made me think. Despite my many food vices – love of Diet Coke, chocolate, Fritos and all things salty – there are a couple of things that I could easily live without: ketchup and ice cream.
Don’t get me wrong, I like ketchup and ice cream. But I could happily live my entire life without eating either one. Ketchup is not necessary for French fries. In fact, I am a French fry purist. Just the delicious potatoey goodness with a light sprinkling of salt, please.
And ice cream? Sure, it’s good, and we usually have it at home because my husband loves it. It’s just not my dessert of choice. (Let’s not talk about cupcakes and brownies, because CANNOT. RESIST.)
What about you – what could you live without?
Friday, January 16, 2009
mama's girl
I apologize in advance for the mushy goo I am about to spill right now. But I want to remember this.Today I was walking my daughter into her daycare. I was holding her warm, solid little 11-month old self and listening to her babble. She looked at me with her gummy, two-toothed smile, rested her head on my shoulder and patted me on the arm as we walked. The sun was warm and I was filled with gratitude.
The second child sometimes gets the short end. There are fewer photos, and there are fewer firsts, but there is much more. More appreciation: of the fact that she is entirely her own person, of the fact that time is fleeting. I don’t know what the future holds for her, but I wish and hope and pray for only good.
Right now, I know that she holds onto my wrist while she is drinking her bottle. She rests her head on my chest and sucks her thumb. I tickle her chubby thighs, I feel the brush of her dandelion hair on my cheek and I want to freeze time if only for a moment, to fully appreciate what I have.
She is a mama’s girl, and I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Monday, January 12, 2009
things I am currently thankful for
This is kind of loosely based on that whole Grace in Small Things that Whoorl has been doing, but who are we kidding, we both know that I lack the follow-through on that sort of thing. Mine would more accurately be titled “Things that I am thankful for that I might feel the need to notify the internet about twice a year or so.” But anyway: onward!
The return of 24. Jack Bauer is about to single-handedly save the world from terrorism again and I have a front-row seat. Or just DVR. Whatever. YAY JACK!!
Sister night. My sister lives 45 minutes away but we get together as often as possible. Last Thursday we met to go shopping (we had Anthropologie gift cards from Christmas burning holes in our respective purses!) and closed out a successful shopping trip with beer, dumplings and crispy green beans from PF Changs. Seriously, if you have not tried the crispy green beans, you need to. RUN, DON’T WALK. But anyway, my sister is one of the most amazing people I know. She is beautiful, she is talented, she is fantastic in every way and if I didn’t love her, I would surely hate her.
Braised short ribs. We had friends over on Saturday night and made this. It was as if I had died and gone to heaven. Meat and potatoes, yum!
Ticklish babies. Is there a better sound in the entire world than that of a baby really and truly belly laughing? I submit to you that there is not.
Trader Joe's Candy Cane Joe-Joe's. These are like peppermint bark in a cookie format. Probably my favorite cookie of all time, bar none. I have discovered a shared love of this magical cookie with Andrea and we have been twittering each other about it nonstop. Actually, I probably shouldn't tell you about it because that way, there will be more for me.
Allrighty! Have a lovely Monday, internet.
The return of 24. Jack Bauer is about to single-handedly save the world from terrorism again and I have a front-row seat. Or just DVR. Whatever. YAY JACK!!
Sister night. My sister lives 45 minutes away but we get together as often as possible. Last Thursday we met to go shopping (we had Anthropologie gift cards from Christmas burning holes in our respective purses!) and closed out a successful shopping trip with beer, dumplings and crispy green beans from PF Changs. Seriously, if you have not tried the crispy green beans, you need to. RUN, DON’T WALK. But anyway, my sister is one of the most amazing people I know. She is beautiful, she is talented, she is fantastic in every way and if I didn’t love her, I would surely hate her.
Braised short ribs. We had friends over on Saturday night and made this. It was as if I had died and gone to heaven. Meat and potatoes, yum!
Ticklish babies. Is there a better sound in the entire world than that of a baby really and truly belly laughing? I submit to you that there is not.
Trader Joe's Candy Cane Joe-Joe's. These are like peppermint bark in a cookie format. Probably my favorite cookie of all time, bar none. I have discovered a shared love of this magical cookie with Andrea and we have been twittering each other about it nonstop. Actually, I probably shouldn't tell you about it because that way, there will be more for me.
Allrighty! Have a lovely Monday, internet.
Tuesday, January 06, 2009
a new leaf
I’m not sure what happened there. Somehow, time got away from me and I have been so wrapped up in work, and the kids, and Twitter (OKAY I ADMIT IT) that I have been neglecting this site something fierce. But it IS a new year, and although I don’t have anything really specific that I resolve to do or stop doing this year, I have been starting to feel pretty guilty about never writing anymore.
I’ve also been thinking about contentment. I honestly feel that I am a truly happy and blessed person. I have a home, an awesome husband, two beautiful and hilarious kids and a great job. 2008 was a year of really good things for us. My daughter was born (11 months ago today HOW ON EARTH DID THE TIME FLY BY SO FAST?), my husband had some good things happen to him at work and I was able to reduce my hours in the office to spend afternoons with the kids. But despite all these blessings in my life, somehow my mind is always buzzing for the next thing. The next plan, the next activity, the next to-do list… I am never happy unless I am feeling productive. I have to be multi-tasking: doing the dishes, making tomorrow’s coffee, writing a list of the things I need to do, or pack, or buy. I have a real problem with just sitting down. Sitting still. Taking a few minutes to look around me and be thankful and content with all I have.
Because I have absolutely everything – everything that matters.
And that is what I want to do in 2009: appreciate everything that I have, because I am truly a lucky and blessed individual.
I’ve also been thinking about contentment. I honestly feel that I am a truly happy and blessed person. I have a home, an awesome husband, two beautiful and hilarious kids and a great job. 2008 was a year of really good things for us. My daughter was born (11 months ago today HOW ON EARTH DID THE TIME FLY BY SO FAST?), my husband had some good things happen to him at work and I was able to reduce my hours in the office to spend afternoons with the kids. But despite all these blessings in my life, somehow my mind is always buzzing for the next thing. The next plan, the next activity, the next to-do list… I am never happy unless I am feeling productive. I have to be multi-tasking: doing the dishes, making tomorrow’s coffee, writing a list of the things I need to do, or pack, or buy. I have a real problem with just sitting down. Sitting still. Taking a few minutes to look around me and be thankful and content with all I have.
Because I have absolutely everything – everything that matters.
And that is what I want to do in 2009: appreciate everything that I have, because I am truly a lucky and blessed individual.
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