Friday, November 30, 2012

Movie Review: Batman The Dark Knight Rises

We haven't done a movie review around here in a while so I'll be doing one on the last movie I saw which was Batman The Dark Knight Rises. 
I realize this came out in July-ish but I didn't get around to seeing it until a few weeks ago.  We don't get out much.  And when we do we're usually seeing movies such as Madagascar 4 (should have stopped way before they got to 4) and Ice Age 4 (again, should have stopped before they got to 4).

 
Acting: 9.5
 
I usually give people high scores for acting because I can't act and I'm really proud of people who can.  Unless the actor is Nicholas Cage.  Ugh.  He's the worst actor alive.  That's mean of me to say, but he looks exactly the same whether he's happy, sad, scared, asleep, driving, eating, fishing, hiking a mountain, you catch my drift.
 
 
Attractiveness of Actors: 9
 
Is our society shallow for caring about what people look like?  Maybe.  But come one, we're not blind people.  If someone is attractive we're going to notice.
 
Anne Hathaway's Acting: 5
 
Here I go being mean again, but there's something about Anne's acting that gets under my skin.  So actually, I'm being nice by giving her a 5.
 
Scariness: 10
 
These movies have come a long way since Michael Keaton and Jack Nicholson graced the silver screen. 
I mean this new Batman series is SCARY. Of course I'm easily scared so you can take or leave my opinion.
LENGTHY SIDE NOTE: While I was at the theatre I sat next to this man who was there alone.  About halfway through he was acting very unstable (read: fidgety).  I started thinking to myself that he was probably getting nervous because he was about to do something.  And of course that something was probably pulling out a gun and shooting people (me, specifically because I was right next to him).  And then I remembered that the movie theatre shooting in Colorado was during this exact movie.  Oh great, I thought, I'm sitting next to a copy cat.  Then the alarming behavior really started to happen.  He kept reaching into his pockets.  Every time he did I thought it was to grab a hand gun but usually it was for candy or to look at his cell phone.  Happily the movie ended without any incident.  As I told my husband this story on the way home he said, "Why didn't you tell me? I would have switched seats with you."  I replied, "What was I supposed to say?  Honey, I think this man is going to shoot me.  Will you switch seats with me so he'll shoot you instead?"  The point is the movie was scary so I had a general scared feeling.  I never felt my life threatened during a chick flick.  I know my thought processes are abnormal.  I'm getting help for it.  No I'm not.
 
Times that night when I thought Bane (villain) was going to break into my house and take my children: 3
 
Times I wished Christian Bale (Batman) would have broken into a song from Newsies: 500

Newsies...what a great movie.

In the end I suggest you see this movie.  Although not in theatres because I'm pretty sure it's gone.  But rent it.  And while you're at it, pick up a copy of Newsies too.
 
 




Thursday, November 29, 2012

Toaster Teens



I recently posted about my Toaster Babies.  I read through a lot of your comments and realized that many of you can relate.  I even had a follower mention her Toaster Teens.  Yes, YES, I had Toaster Teens, too!  I want to give you younger mother's some encouragement and let you know that your little ones do eventually grow out of that Toaster Baby stage.  You may even get a few years of some much needed rest.  But then something else happens.

TOASTER TEENS

This is no laughing matter and is a real phenomenon.  These teens have no respect for the clock and for the sleep habits and needs of others.  My bedroom is downstairs, and one particular teen (ahem, the one pictured above) would come running down the stairs multiple times before retiring for the night.  Thump, thump, thump down the stair, "I forgot a drink of water..."  Thump, thump, thump.  Back up.  Thump, thump, thump down the stairs, waking me up, "Mom I need cookies for my Spanish fiesta in the morning at school." WTH?!  Thump, thump, thump back up the stairs...Thump, thump, Thump down the stairs, "Mom, Did you put my clothes in the dryer?"  As teens, their needs are just as needy and pressing as a screaming infant.  Speaking of needs, they also have no respect for closed doors.  Even when the doors are locked, my husband and I have been intruded upon in the middle of the night, sometimes being caught in a compromising situation.  

So, young mama's, rest and nap when you can because it starts all over again....
Oh, and don't forget to LOCK your door!





Wednesday, November 28, 2012

Be Nice

I know we all grew up with good moms who told us to play nice and that some of us have even been moms who give the same counsel. This video reminds us all to do just that, well the women of "us." And maybe in addition to nice girls, we need to raise smarter boys. 


It's funny, but also sad.

Erica

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Black Friday Funny

I had never experienced Black Friday shopping until I got married and went with my sisters-in-law.  Now it's more of a tradition to go with them rather than being there for the doorbuster sales.  This year, after much coaxing, two of the husbands tagged along.  Each of us got our marching orders of which tightly saran-wrapped pallette to stand by until the designated hour.  The ringleader's approach this year was to divide and conquer (and it ended up working, she is nearly done shopping).

Maybe it was the food hangover, but as luck would have it, I was assigned the Wii game and my husband was assigned the kids pajamas.  Not knowing what character they were, he referred to them as the pink pajamas.  When 8pm rolled around he grabbed the PJ's and heard someone behind him ask if there was a 6/7 Monster High.  He started looking through the pink pajama pallette and said there were 6/7's but no Monster High. 

The confused person asking for the help, said "It's the pink pajamas!"  Come to find out, my husband thought that Monster High was part of the size, not the characters.  We laughed for the rest of the night thinking he was frantically looking for plus-size children's pajamas.  If we go Black Friday shopping next year, hopefully our assignment will be something that the couple without kids can easily identify.


Monday, November 26, 2012

Babee Namz

I have had quite a few friends and family members give birth to beautiful new babies in the past few weeks. Thankfully, all were given normal, average names, spelled the way you would expect. But I did giggle when I came across this video. Now, even though this video specifically makes fun of Utahns, I think the"unique baby name" phenomenon in nationwide. I live in a rather diverse area, and my husband does some substitute teaching, and every now and again he brings home a list of names that are definitely unique. Here are some of my favorites.

1. Iamunique
2. Princess Leia
3. Predestine (pronounced Pre-di-STINE)
4 LaWasha and LaDrya (twins)
5. Verily

I wonder how these people feel about their "unique" name? Do they feel unique, special, one-of-a-kind? Or is it a life-long struggle to help people correctly pronounce and spell their name? I have a hard enough time getting people to pronounce Chelsea right, and I think that's a pretty common name. I chose names for my children that were not in the top 10, but not far left either. And I didn't throw in a silent q.

Do you have a unique name? Do you like it or hate it?



Thursday, November 22, 2012

Cold Turkey

Happy Thanksgiving!  If you're reading this, get back in the kitchen and finish doing the dishes.  They aren't going to wash themselves.

What do you get when you cross a literal person with a naive one?  Me.  With a combination like that it's no surprise I've had a few ridiculous moments.  Here's one:

It was the day after Thanksgiving sometime in the 90's.  I was a young teenager and my sister, my cousin, and I were in the kitchen eating Thanksgiving leftovers.
I opened a container of turkey and, putting a piece in my mouth said, "Look! I'm quitting smoking."  I was met with blank stares.  I continued, "Get it? Because I'm eating cold turkey..."  My older sister kindly explained that when people quit smoking "cold turkey" it just meant that they stopped smoking suddenly, not that they curbed their nicotine craving by replacing it with eating cold turkey. 

Well, that makes sense.  And by sense I mean no sense at all.

Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Get Stuffed!

I would be remiss if I didn't write today about Thanksgiving which will, of course, be tomorrow.  I could fancy you with lovely words and quotes on the importance of Thanksgiving.  I could regale you with stories of Thanksgivings past.  I could list for you all the many blessings I am thankful for, and I could quite possibly break into song.

But, what I have to say today is this:



GET STUFFED PEOPLE!!!!  



Quite literally...Enjoy your Thanksgiving with family and friends, and for goodness sake, please do not eat as much as me.  



I am planning a quiet Thanksgiving at home.  My family is shrinking with my oldest son living in New Mexico and my younger son living in Georgia.  It will be my husband, daughter and my parents.  Quiet is good, but it sure takes some getting used to.  

What are your plans for Thanksgiving?



Tuesday, November 20, 2012

No Ho Hos this Season

You may have already heard the terrible news, but if not, brace yourself--

Hostess is closing up shop.

No more twinkies, ho-hos, wonderbread and the likes.

I'm tempted to be sarcastic here and lament about how my children will never get to taste them, but I actually do feel a tid bit sad. When I was a kid my mom would buy ho-hos every once-in-a-while and store them garage freezer for a "special treat."

Food is so deeply engrained in our culture, self-identity, and memories. I feel like the loss of the ho-ho is like losing a piece of my childhood and mother I'll never get to relive.

Look at me go on, I'm waxing poetic about lard cakes. It must be the time of year. 

Then again, who are we kidding, these brands are way too popular not to be sold and live on for our children to enjoy. Nutritious and delicious....


Monday, November 19, 2012

Secret Recipe


Do you have a signature dish?  Or how about a one of a kind dessert?  As Thanksgiving approaches, I've been adding those special items to my shopping list.  In my family it seems like every year, each family has their side dish they always bring.  My sister in law does the mashed potatoes, I do the green bean casserole and my other sister in law does the rolls.

Come holiday or renuion time, everyone is known by their food item they bring.  It's always Aunt Melanie's salad or Grandma's reunion baked beans.  Everyone has also seemed more than willing to share the recipes to their signature items too. 

What I found interesting was a family friend who doesn't share recipes.  She has claim to them and prides herself on making scrumptious treats and not sharing the secret.  There was even one instance where she did give it out, but left out one key ingredient.  When I told her I tried her recipe but it just didn't taste like hers, she replied that she does a few extra things.  I never understood what the big deal was about sharing recipes until it happened to my husband.

My husband loves grilling and makes some wonderful baby back ribs.  My in-laws called and said they told their neighbors all about the ribs (the neighbors have never tried them) and now they want the recipe to use for their family reunion!  We reculantly gave it to them, but somehow it seems less unique now that so many people know how to make them.

What are your thoughts on sharing recipes?  Do you have a signature dish?

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Feeling Grinchy

I realized today that I have been feeling a little "grinchy" and not much in the holiday spirit. And I was feeling bad about this. And then I realized . . . IT ISN'T EVEN THANKSGIVING YET! 

Why am I feeling bad about not getting out my holiday decorations or doing Christmas crafts with my son when Christmas is still 39 days away! (Are you the type who says "still" or "only"?) I'll tell you why:

1) Two local radio stations already switched over to full-time Christmas music this week. Like on Monday. That's a full 11 days earlier than they started last year. Including my go-to 80s rock station that I rely on for motivation while I clean.

2) I have tried listening to said Christmas music while cleaning or sewing, but honestly, it feels too early. And with the warm weather and lack of snow, the music seems out of place. 

3) Several of my friends on FB (or their friends) have posted pictures of their Christmas trees up and decorated. Or their family picture for the Christmas card. And somehow I feel like I am behind!

4) Probably 90% of my Pinterest home page consists of Christmas ideas, specifically advent calendar ideas and elf on the shelf ideas.





I love Christmas. I really do. But it seems like people enjoy everything associated with Christmas so much that they need to stretch it out as long as possible. And this year it seems to be encroaching on my November earlier than usual.

Anybody else feeling grinchy with me? Or am I alone on Mt. Crumpit?




Friday, November 16, 2012

Cleaning Mantras to Live By

I'm already feeling "holiday stressed," which is a bit early for me. This feeling typically comes after Thanksgiving, but this year, it's now. Whenever I have any sort of additional stress, (illness, throwing a party, first term pregnancy, holidays, newborn, talk in church, big project, vacation etc.) the cleaning of the house is the first thing to go. This kinda drives me nuts, because we all know that cleaning snowballs. I know that "cleaning can always be done later" (my newborn mantra), but I really really really hate putting it off. Nonetheless, sometimes it must be done. So for any of you looking to put off some cleaning in lieu of holiday fun (or holiday non-fun), I have a few mantras. I have had to repeat these to myself at different points in my life. Use one or all of these whenever you need them.

"As long as my house is within 2 hours (sometimes I've had to change this to 3) of being party ready, I'm okay with it"

"Spotless homes are for retirees"

"Don't shoot for spotless, shoot for sanitary"

"Just keep up with dishes and laundry. The rest I'll do when (insert event) is over"

"I don't care when others' homes aren't spotless, so why would anyone care about mine"

And finally

"Do your best and forget the rest"

Those of you who did attempted P90X like me, will appreciate that last one. Thanks Tony.

                                                              Lindsay

Thursday, November 15, 2012

And they say Lawyers are liars…


It’s end of school year time in Australia and I, like many school teachers, am drowning in report cards. Because I’m a music teacher, I teach more than just one class and therefore have over 160 reports to write. It makes me want to hurl just thinking about it.
I’m spending a lot of time trying to find positive words for negative feelings. For example, when I want to say ‘Jimmy sucks. He seriously talks all the time, refuses to participate, and has the worst body odour I have ever smelled on a 10 year old’, I say something like ‘With increased focus and cooperation, Jimmy will find greater success in his music studies’. It’s is so completely unfulfilling and a total lie! But no parents want to hear the truth. They want something ‘upbeat’ that they can be proud of. So I press on.
My husband and I have recently been practicing in everyday life. Why not, right? For example, if I accidentally drop an entire open can of kidney beans on the kitchen floor and they fling out across the room, he might say ‘Katrina shows exquisite control in the execution of her housewifely duties’. Or when he breaks a toy I’ve asked him to replace a battery in, I might say ‘Husband shows commitment to mechanical tasks and great initiative under pressure’.

All this practice is really making the lies roll off the tongue.
My mother would be so proud.

Wednesday, November 14, 2012

Thick Skin

The elderly have no inhibitions. (<--------Talk about a generalization).  But it's true.  I've worked with them for over 5 years and in my experience they have no problem saying what they think.
The other day I was running late for work and I didn't have time to pack a lunch.  So I stuck a loaf of bread, a jar of peanut butter, and a bottle of jam in a grocery bag (to make a sandwich, if you're unfamiliar with sandwich making ingredients).  When I walked into work I waved at my patients and headed to the kitchen to put my bulging bag away.  As I walked past a man in his late 80's he said, "boy if you eat all that you're gonna get as fat as hell."  Ouch.  I have no idea how fat hell is, but I'm certain I don't want to be that large. 

And for the record I only made one sandwich.  And finished off the chocolates in my drawer.  But it's not because I'm an emotional eater.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Toaster Babies


Sometimes when I see young mothers snuggling their babies, I wish I still had one. I loved to kiss and smell their chubby, soft necks scented of Baby Magic. I adore feeling completely loved and thoroughly needed. Perhaps I am agonizing over the slow loss of my youth. I mean I am closer to menopause than child bearing. But then I remember...

TOASTER BABIES!!!!

A toaster baby is a child who, once you put down to bed, pops right back up. My boys, being only 15 months apart, kept me on my toes. Bedtime was never easy. Back then my husband worked nights. The first two years we were married he worked days, but when babies started coming he worked nights for the subsequent seven years. (Secretly, I think he worked that shift on purpose, and sometimes I resented him for it.) I think he planned it so that he wouldn't be around for the bedtime routine. I remember many nights holding the bedroom door shut so the little guys couldn't come bounding out of their room for the tenth time. Was this child abuse? I think not. I hoped that I could outlast them and eventually they would go back to their beds and sleep. More often than not, I was the one who had sunk to the floor in defeat, sobbing because I just couldn't do it anymore.

So, now when I feel that little nag and need for a baby fix all I have to do is remember my exhaustion and lack of sleep.

Do you have toaster babies, too?

**Disclaimer:  This is in no way meant to be anti-baby.  I loved that phase of my life.
There were just parts I would have been happy without**


Monday, November 12, 2012

Evolution, Food, and Februrary

I think evolutionists really missed the mark. On days like these it's much more likely that I descended from a bear than a monkey. I'm not that hairy, I'm not a good climber, and a banana is sometimes the last thing I'd like to eat.

I'd rather eat the whole pan of cookies I just made. Too late. I did. For some reason my sweet tooth gets greedy in the Fall and my apathy towards cooking seems cured by bursts of baking frenzy.

It must be because we're designed to store fat to hibernate during the winter like our bear ancestors.


 I'm guessing that the intention was for us to sleep off February. I really could do without it. Except for the chocolates, but I can buy myself those anytime of the year. Like in the Fall.

I know I'm not the only one that feels like way. In fact last week at church our Relief Society activity was devoted to sweets treats this time of year. We talked about them, made them, and ate them for a whole hour.

What are you looking forward to eating/making/sharing this holiday season?

Saturday, November 10, 2012

Lucky Gift Card


Let me tell you how it all began.  It was late in the afternoon on a Saturday in the dead of summer and I had a terrible cold and a gift card to Barnes & Noble. After being cooped up for days, I figured a new  book could keep me from going crazy.  After perusing for an entertaining easy read, the clerk suggested Twilight.  That's right, I was hesitant but here comes the bandwagon. 

  I only purchased the first book even though all 4 were out.  Sure enough, it was an entertaining easy read that I got through in 2 days.  With the remainder of the gift card I purchased books 2, 3 and 4.  In about 3 months time I had made it through the series.  At this point, I would say that yes, I read the books but was not going to name my firstborn Edward, Bella or Jacob.  Fast forward a year and here comes the movie.


Here's where it starts to appear that I am a TwiHard fan.  Husband's employer offers advanced screening tickets, so guess who's there? Me.  A year later New Moon comes out and once again offered advanced screening tickets.  We make it a group event and go with friends and the girls wear "Team Jacob" shirts.  Year 3, Eclipse is released and more early tickets.  Breaking Dawn Part 1... No advanced screening tickets.  But wait, the day of the early screening a friend calls and guess what!? More early tickets. 

At this point I'm still standing by my guns.  Although I have read all the books and have seen all the movies the day before the actual release date, I'm not an obsessed super fan.  Breaking Dawn Part 2 comes out next Friday and the husband just came home with movie tickets for Thursday night.  Still not an obsessed TwiHard and will not be wearing my Team Jacob shirt.  I think I will attribute all this "luck" of advanced screening movie tickets to having purchased the book with a gift card. 

Who will be there with me Thursday night to witness the end of the saga on the big screen?

Friday, November 9, 2012

Hidden Talents

My husband recently showed me an article entitled, "6 Dumb Celebrities Who Are Way Smarter Than You Think." Five out of the 6 celebrities I wouldn't classify as "dumb celebrities," but I was surprised to find out that 80's rap star and reality TV frequenter Flavor-Flav is actually quite musically talented. He can play 15 different instruments, many of which he taught himself as a child prodigy. This is surprising, or course, because of his obnoxious television persona.



This got me thinking about hidden talents. I'm sure there are many celebrities who harbor secret talents and abilities that we don't know about. Here are a few examples.

1) Charo, or María del Rosario Mercedes Pilar Martínez Molina Baeza, (no wonder she shortened it), is probably most famous (in our generation at least) for her role on Love Boat, and various guest appearance as, well, Charo. She is a sexy, loud, ditsy Spanish actress, with big hair and big lips. But did you know that she is extremely talented at the flameco guitar? Playing guitar is actually her main career, and she has had her own show for many years, but I had only ever seen her on TV being ditsy. Check out this video and tell me you aren't impressed.


2) Bob Barker, (one of my favorite people) studied karate for over 20 years! Can you imagine that pet-loving, slightly hunched over sweet man training under Chuck Norris of all people? And he started learning karate at 50!


3) Pierce Brosnan, that hunky 007, worked as a circus-trained fire-eater before he became an actor.


4) Danica McKellar, aka Winnie Cooper, is actually a fantastic math whiz and has written four books geared towards getting young girls interested in math.


5) The beautiful Isla Fisher went to clown school in Paris. Fun!


So . . . do you have any hidden talents? I'm afraid I don't have any talents nearly as interesting as this list.



Thursday, November 8, 2012

My Cast of Female TV All-Stars

I'm hoping that I don't need to put this disclaimer on the top of this post. I have now written 100+ posts on this blog, so hopefully the faithful of you out there know that what I say here is mainly to be taken in the "not serious" vein. But just in case:

The following list of women are not women that I know or admire in real life. They are not my real examples of what a woman should be. None of them will make it into my life history (it'd be a darn sad life history if they did). This list is just for fun.

Now that that's out of the way, I have compiled a list of 5 celebrity ladies whom I strive to be like in one way or another. Pretty sure that if you combined each of their specialized skills, you'd have one perfect human being...pretty sure.

1. Ina Garten

Oh, Ina. I long to have her culinary skills and to have her make me a brunch at her beautiful cottage in the Hamptons. There has never been a recipe of hers that I've tried that I haven't loved. Mainly because of her courage. I once saw her put in 5 STICKS OF BUTTER to frost one sheet cake. My jaw hit the floor at that point. That's courage, my friends. Ina's not afraid to be bold like that. She knows what's necessary to make the mouth water.

2. Sarah Richardson

I don't know why, but I recently began watching old episodes of Sarah's House (or "Hewse" as Canadian Sarah would say) on HGTV.com and my goodness! She's good. Impossibly good. And yes, I know that Sarah has an entire crew to help her out, but the transformations of her renovations are fantastic. Special shout out to her assistant Tommy whom I'd shop with in a heartbeat.

3. Michelle Duggar

It's a crime of fashion to have Michelle Duggar and Stacy London on the same list, but check out the makeover of Mama Duggar! An improvement, I'd say. I just don't know how Michelle Duggar is so patient and positive with all those kids. Is she ever flustered? And how is it possible that all those kids are so positive and helpful all the time. It's remarkable. And if we were to remove all make-up from all people, I think we'd all be impressed that Michelle Duggar is as wrinkle free as she is.

4. Kelly Ripa

Of all people on my list, I think that Kelly would most likely be the biggest disappointment, but by darn, who doesn't want her at a Girl's Night Out? The girl can talk. Plus she's very fit. I'd much rather she be my trainer than Jillian Michaels who would likely just yell at me. Not only this, but Kelly is holding out on the flat chest in a world of busty celebrities, so I commend her for that.

5. Stacy London

I just love What Not To Wear, and while I couldn't put Clinton on this list (they are best as a team), I will happily add Stacy. There have been a number of times while shopping that I am tempted by something trendy or slightly too young when I have said to myself, "What would Stacy say?" These thoughts have saved me. I will happily stick to classics and try to look my age because of her wisdom.

So who do you think I missed?




Wednesday, November 7, 2012

Quit Encouraging Me!


We can do hard things. It’s true. If we put our mind to it, have a bit of determination, and maybe a little encouragement we can do pretty much anything.

 But sometimes, I feel a little like this:

 

There’s plenty of things I know I could do, I just don’t want to. So, I’m off to not do those things. Happy Wednesday!

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

The Day I Screamed Into My Hands

Before I begin this week's post I just wanted to say thank you for the comments last week regarding my son avoiding his naps.  And also I jumped the gun because he's napping again.

Last week I was perusing the world wide web minding my own business when I felt something on my stockinged foot.  Please let that be a computer cord I felt I thought to myself.  It wasn't.  Instead it was this...
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Remember when I did this same spacing a few weeks ago?
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But that time you scrolled down only to see a picture of a harmless ladybug?
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Well, friends, this was no ladybug.
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A. mouse. ran. on. my. foot.  I get chills every time I think about it.   My kiddos were napping so I had to scream into my hands.  Nothing is grosser than having a mouse run across your foot.  Unless a mouse dragging a black widow dragging a snake dragging a cockroach ran across your foot.  That would be grosser.  More gross.  Whatever.  What is it about little creatures that are so terrifying?  If a much larger animal, say a dog, ran across my foot I wouldn't be disgusted at all.  Surprised that a dog was in my house under my computer desk, maybe, but not disgusted.   As soon as my kids woke up I said, "we're going to grandma's."  To which my son replied, "Grandma's!  Yeah!"  And there we spent the next two days until the mouse was caught/killed. 
 
Even now as I am typing this my feet are crossed Indian style on my chair.  I don't think I can ever put my feet on the floor again.
 
 
 
 

Monday, November 5, 2012

Unplugged



After participating in 31 Days of blogging with many other bloggers on the web, I am completely worn out mentally.  My brain feels dried up like a raisin in the whole ideas department.  Because of this, I'm trying to unplug for a bit.  Unplugged?  Is that even possible in this day and age?  I think I can give up facebook for a bit and take a mini vacay on my personal blog, but, completely unplugging is nearly impossible.  I am slightly addicted to reading other's blog posts.  They offer me humor or spiritual uplift.  We all need a bit of that during the day.

I also carry a smart phone in my purse or pocket 24/7.  Can I give up texting?  Heck no, that's the way to keep in touch with my out of state Military Son.  Can I give up e-mail?  That's a big 'NO', as well.  That's the way I keep in touch with my Missionary Son.  Can I give up my kindle?  It is technology....Psshhhh, NO...get real people.

Uplugging is relative.  It means something different for each person.  For me, it will mean no regular posting on my blog.  It means no facebook or Zuma Blitz.  It means pulling out my smart phone only if it is absolutely necessary.  It means spending more time focusing on the things that truly matter:  faith, family, friends.

What does unplugging mean to you?  
Is it even possible to give technology up completely?


Saturday, November 3, 2012

Unexpected Technical School

Among many things, I want my daughter to be smart brilliant in the most normal way possible. Who doesn't right?

Everyone who's anyone who wrote a how-to-raise-a-baby book says you should talk to your baby way before they can talk back. They say to "narrate your day" to the baby describing everything you do. I'm always eager to take advice so I've been talking my daughter's ear off for the last 6 months. 

Is it working?

I haven't a clue.

I figure if this whole "mom thing" doesn't work out for me, I've been preparing for another calling:


The activity that I narrate the most happens to be cooking, which in and of itself is a miracle because that means I'm cooking on a semi-regular basis.

I can't help but think of myself as a food show host when I'm julienning carrots and teaching the baby all about French knives and how they differ from paring, serrated, or butcher knives and how a julienne cut is supposed to be 1/4 inch on each side and how carrots are full of beta-carotene which is beneficial for this and this and this reason...all while my studio audience gnaws on a rubber rattle.


Turns out I may be good at multitasking after all.



Erica

Friday, November 2, 2012

I Heart Mom

It's Friday, it's November and I'm in full-on thankful mode so today's post is a shout out to my mom and mothers everywhere, you truly are special. 
You know those bad days that seem to actually last for about a week?  The days when you feel like you need to lose a few pounds but can't find the motivation to go to the gym.  You desperately need your hair done because you aren't actually trying to go for the ombre look.  You have nothing to wear and the house is a disaster.  It was one of those times. 
After a phone call and a few tearful sentences on my part, my mom knew just what to do.

Day 1:  Took me out to lunch and told me my disastrous house wasn't as bad as I thought.
Day 2:  She and I went shopping where she bought me new clothes and I had a makeover (some new concealer for bags under the eyes can bring up the confidence level ten-fold).
Day 3:  Invited us over for dinner.  When I arrived, she told me to go take a nap up in my old bedroom.  I awoke to soup, bread and chocolate chip cookies.

By Day 4 I was feeling much better about things.  My house was getting cleaner, I found time for a trip to the gym, and the new concealer was still working wonders.  If you are ever having a bad day,  I would recommend calling mom.  Even as an adult, your mom a nap and cookie can make all the difference.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

Too Early?


Halloween is over, although today must of us are probably suffering from the side-effects of that sweet holiday. Today is November 1st. Which begs the question, when is too early to put up your Christmas tree and other decorations? 

Personally, I can't do it until after Thanksgiving, or early December. I run out of Christmas spirit if I put up the tree too early. And, last year I had just gotten my son really trained to stay out of the tree, and then wouldn't you know it, I had a baby. And she likes to climb. So this year I will probably put the tree up later then usual, in order to minimize the number of times I have to untangle her from the branches. 

But, I know people who are just oozing with Christmas spirit already and are just itchin' to dig out those decorations. If you are one of these people, how do you not get tired of it by the time Christmas comes around? How do you keep your children out of the decorations? How do you refrain from eating candy canes for two months? 

You know we have had Christmas stuff in the stores for months now (I have been trying to look the other way), and since we are officially in November now, I expect this onslaught to triple, at least. I'm SO glad my four-year old hasn't figured out how to beg for Christmas toys yet!

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