Recipes

A Thesis on Cheesecake (and how the Enneagram is changing my life)

Happy Thursday!

This blog post brought to you by two different factors:

One: I’ve already survived a trip to the dentist this morning. It was just a cleaning, but the most mundane dental needs stress me out to an embarrassing degree, so I am feeling quite accomplished and proud of myself right now. I’m rewarding myself by ignoring my SUPER messy house, forcing my kids to play outside, and sitting down with a second cup of coffee to write something. I’ve learned recently that I need to write. It’s an actual need.

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Recipes

Breakfast Burritos – the breakfast of champions and also people who don’t want to eat at home.

I’m always searching for good “grab and go” breakfast ideas… not because I grab and go anywhere, but because my husband does. He says his “stomach does not wake up for a few hours”, so he’s not ready to eat anything until he’s already been at work for a while. (I struggle to sympathize with this, as I usually wake up hungry and can’t get food in me fast enough.)

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Homemaking, Motherhood, Travel

When You Have to Actually Clean Your Van

Finally! I can return to the blogosphere (do we still call it that?) after an interminably long hiatus. My computer sustained a terrible injury and had to be practically rebuilt… literally. The poor, wonderful, incredibly patient man who repaired it had to replace nearly every single piece of hardware in it. I’m reminded of a topic discussed at length in one of my college philosophy classes. If a ship is replaced board by board over a period of many years until eventually no original wood is left, is it still the same ship?

Rebuilt computers are not the topic of the day, though. Today I’m here to discuss my vehicle. I drive the ultimate Mom Car: a minivan. Tonight I am going out with a group of ladies to eat… together… in a restaurant… without our kids. I am very excited BUT I was also asked to drive. I knew this meant removing three car seats from the back of the van, which isn’t my favorite thing to do, but worth it this time, right?

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Motherhood

When everything is crappy…

This morning, we had some extra special moments.  Alright, they were crappy moments.  First, I woke up to a horrible smell.  My husband, who had been up doing school, took the cat and tossed her out of the room because he claimed she had let one rip.  Maybe ten minutes later, I discovered she had not just passed gas.  She had laid a nice present on the bedspread.  Awesome.

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Marriage, Motherhood

Isn’t It Romantic…

It started with bath time.  It usually does.  My sister bought us a bluetooth speaker, and bathtime has been a musical experience ever since.

Andy started singing “Looks like we made it…Look how far we’ve come, my baby…”  I hear him in the kitchen and start looking it up on Spotify.  A few wrong searches finally gets me to “You’re still the one” by Shania Twain, and it starts up on the speaker.  Continue reading “Isn’t It Romantic…”

Marriage

Time Together

I laughed out loud at Beracah’s mention of my advice to them when they got married. “Go on a date weekly”? I don’t remember writing that and I doubt we did it at that point. Of course, we didn’t have kids, so we may have come close. I was, however, quite pregnant when they got married and maybe suffering from some sort of estrogen-induced delirium.

But now, it’s definitely not a thing. We shoot for once a month and did not achieve that for a long time. But this year for Valentine’s Day I planned out 12 dates – once a month for a year – and presented a package of envelopes to my husband laying out each one. Continue reading “Time Together”

Blogging, Friendship

Ain’t Nothing Like the Real Thing

I am in a yo-yo relationship with blogging, and I apologize.  Sometimes I lack inspiration.  Sometimes I don’t have time when I am inspired.  Ninety percent of the time I am in a battle as to whether what I write will matter, offend, or simply waste my time and yours.  So, I did what any typical woman would do ( I think…), I phoned a friend. 😉 Continue reading “Ain’t Nothing Like the Real Thing”