I've got us all packed up and ready to go. The taxi will arrive in approximately 30 minutes, where we'll head to the airport and spend the holidays with family.
Of course I packed at the last minute and each and every time I wait until the last minute I'm kicking myself screaming in my head, "WHY DID YOU WAIT!?!?!" But nevertheless, we're packed and I have just a few moments to catch my breath before struggling with car seats and luggage and plane tickets.
The munchkin has to look cute for the grandparents that are picking us up on the other end of our travels, so naturally I put her in a plaid skirt with winter tights and a frilly sweater to match. May you feel sorry for me when you feel my frustration should a diaper change need to be tended in some filthy airport restroom. I can just hear myself now, "!@#@#% tights...!@#%@#!%#@ skirt with no snaps...and this !@#%!#%# sweater!! What was Mommy thinking when she dressed youuu?"
But the flight is only 4.5 hours so maybe I'll luck out and I won't be tormented with such an event. Yeah right.
Happy Holidays, Internet! And may your New Year start off safe and magnificent!
Tuesday, December 21, 2004
Monday, December 13, 2004
I wonder
Last week I went to the bakery up the street...now bakery/deli, and met their new baker who had just made turtle brownies. Upon the recommendation of the women that work there, I bought a couple. My husband and I shared the first one on the way to our daughter's doctor's appointment, to which my husband described it as "this is one SERIOUS brownie!"...
Well, the second brownie sat idle in the kitchen the rest of that evening and the next morning while rummaging around the house I remembered it. I'm much more a frosting/icing fan than a nutty brownie fan so I swirled my finger across the top of that lone brownie several times freeing it from the frosting. There was one layer of chocolate frosting and one layer of caramel chocolate frosting..and let me tell you... each.and.every.slurp.of.frosting.off.that.brownie was ~YUM~.
So a few days have passed and I just remember that that brownie is no longer in the kitchen.
Did my husband eat the brownie in the dark and not realize that I had slurped off the frosting? Did he eat it in the light and simply not care that I had left the brownie bare? Did he look at it repulsed and throw it out? He's never mentioned that brownie to me...so I do wonder.
That frosting sure was good!
Well, the second brownie sat idle in the kitchen the rest of that evening and the next morning while rummaging around the house I remembered it. I'm much more a frosting/icing fan than a nutty brownie fan so I swirled my finger across the top of that lone brownie several times freeing it from the frosting. There was one layer of chocolate frosting and one layer of caramel chocolate frosting..and let me tell you... each.and.every.slurp.of.frosting.off.that.brownie was ~YUM~.
So a few days have passed and I just remember that that brownie is no longer in the kitchen.
Did my husband eat the brownie in the dark and not realize that I had slurped off the frosting? Did he eat it in the light and simply not care that I had left the brownie bare? Did he look at it repulsed and throw it out? He's never mentioned that brownie to me...so I do wonder.
That frosting sure was good!
Monday, December 06, 2004
A Zoo
This time of year is always such a ...madhouse...!
Everyone is wild and crazy as if they've gone back to their animalistic roots and while the season is supposed to be about love and friendship and all things that make us feel warm and cozy inside right down to that mug of eggnog, people are just entirely off their rocker!
Every store is swamped with people. Everyone keeps calling asking for donations. And mind you they don't call just once..but many.many.many times as if they think you're suddenly going to forget that they've called every evening this week.
My husband and I ventured out to do some Christmas shopping the other day. We thought, what better than to start the day off with some donuts to fuel our systems and prep us for the intense shock of the mall. We stuffed ourselves with donuts, and then the traffic was so yuck that we decided to just do all our Christmas shopping online this year. Who can beat free shipping and shopping in your pajamas?
Everyone is wild and crazy as if they've gone back to their animalistic roots and while the season is supposed to be about love and friendship and all things that make us feel warm and cozy inside right down to that mug of eggnog, people are just entirely off their rocker!
Every store is swamped with people. Everyone keeps calling asking for donations. And mind you they don't call just once..but many.many.many times as if they think you're suddenly going to forget that they've called every evening this week.
My husband and I ventured out to do some Christmas shopping the other day. We thought, what better than to start the day off with some donuts to fuel our systems and prep us for the intense shock of the mall. We stuffed ourselves with donuts, and then the traffic was so yuck that we decided to just do all our Christmas shopping online this year. Who can beat free shipping and shopping in your pajamas?
Saturday, December 04, 2004
Top Cracker Snacker
We're back from our trip and wow does cold weather stink.
We went grocery shopping to stock up our empty fridge and bought some sausage, cheese, and crackers to snack on in the evenings.
I like a little sweet mustard, a slice of cheese, a slice of sausage...mind you not a big hurkin slice where you feel like you're eating half the slab in one bite, but a nice thin-ish slice all on top of a cracker.
My husband, while he had to figure out the thickness aspect, always does the top cracker to his cracker/cheese/sausage ensemble.
I wonder why some people are top cracker snackers and others, like myself, prefer no top cracker. I can't say why I would rather not have the top cracker..I just would rather not.
This question is what brought me back to my blog, so I ask you Internet, Are you a top cracker snacker?
We went grocery shopping to stock up our empty fridge and bought some sausage, cheese, and crackers to snack on in the evenings.
I like a little sweet mustard, a slice of cheese, a slice of sausage...mind you not a big hurkin slice where you feel like you're eating half the slab in one bite, but a nice thin-ish slice all on top of a cracker.
My husband, while he had to figure out the thickness aspect, always does the top cracker to his cracker/cheese/sausage ensemble.
I wonder why some people are top cracker snackers and others, like myself, prefer no top cracker. I can't say why I would rather not have the top cracker..I just would rather not.
This question is what brought me back to my blog, so I ask you Internet, Are you a top cracker snacker?
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