This baby expresses perfectly how I feel this morning. Last week was a marathon of photo shoots (hence the meager posts over the weekend). It felt good to be so productive, but it was also quite draining. Anyway, just wanted to share one!
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Last night Husband got his first taste of what it’s going to be like to have a DAUGHTER, rather than just a BABY.
We had a small bit of brownies left in the house that he and I were splitting. I gave her a taste, and of course she wanted more. She ran down the hallway to Husband, who offered her a taste as well. She came back to me and when I told her it was all gone, she ran back to him. He told her the same, and she promptly sat down, gave him a look that could freeze lava, and threw a head shaking (“no” motion), wailing fit. You would have thunk we told her she could never eat again. After making several more trips between us and ascertaining that the brownies were, indeed, gone, she spent the rest of the night whining and moping.
Even I was surprised at the amount of happiness chocolate seemed to bring to a 13-month-old!
I’m playing along (early) with Mck Mama’s fun “Not Me” theme today.
This week…I certainly did not wash ANOTHER load of laundry with no clothes in it. That would be silly and forgetful! Thanks to all of you who offered comfort on that, though. 🙂
Also, I definitely did not eat 1/2 a pan of brownies in less than 24 hours. Not me, not me, not me!
And who left her Bible Study workbook assignment until Sunday night at midnight to do? Not me, most assuredly!
That girl who thought of a friend she lost contact with YEARS ago and got up at 2:30 a.m. to search for her on Facebook? Not me, either. 🙂
These probably don’t seem like very bad “not me’s,” but I wanted to join the fun anyway. 🙂
…when you have washed 3 loads of nothing but detergent and water in your clothes washer in the past couple weeks.
NOT on purpose.
I like soups in Fall, period. But Tuesday night was an especially “soupy” night. It drizzled off and on all day, then got very dark around 4:30 p.m. In rolled the cumulonimbus and down came the rain.
It was a perfect night for soup!
Here’s what I made, an easy “dress up” recipe that starts with a can.
1 can tomato soup (I use Campbell’s Healthy Request)
1 can milk (just fill the tomato soup can)
1/2 – 1 tsp. dried basil (or if you’re fortunate enough to have fresh, up it to a couple tablespoons)
1/4 tsp. onion powder
1/4 tsp. garlic powder
cayenne pepper to taste
1 tomato, chopped (or I’ve used some cherry tomatoes or a can of diced)
1 tsp. balsamic vinegar
Put tomatoes in saucepan on medium heat, cooking until tender (doesn’t take long with the canned variety). Add spices and tomato soup, heat until steaming. Add milk and heat until bubbling. Remove from heat and stir in vinegar. Enjoy!
Minnesotans talk frequently about “Minnesota Nice.” Many behaviors fall under this category: the Minnesota Goodbye, the Inability to Tell Your Friend They Have Something in Their Teeth, and the I’m Nice to Your Face But Try to Merge on the Interstate and You’re SOL, to name a few. While some of these things are “nice,” a lot of it is simply passive aggression.
I had a conversation with a friend about this the other day, because it’s one of the things about Minnesota (see that, I said Minnesota instead of MinnesotANS…classic example) that really bothers her (a non-native Minnesotan) and me (born and raised here). And, I’m guilty of it myself at times. I’ll admit it.
Overall, though, I’m kind of an honest person. Translation: I’m not always popular. I try to squarsh my bluntness, but at the same time I don’t want to lie to people. This doesn’t always go over well here. I think lying is often expected, if not appreciated. People want to hear what they want to hear. Being polite and considerate is good, don’t get me wrong. But harboring aggression while acting in a passive (or “woe is me”) manner is not good.
So tell me, what is something equivalent to “Minnesota Nice” in your state/area? Maybe Minnesota isn’t alone…
I grabbed a wreath that had outlived its usefulness, an old centerpiece that I’d used one year too many and fashioned myself a new wreath for Fall. I kind of like it, even if it is using fake flowers…
I am very under whelmed after tonight’s competition. Obviously the judges were, too. This is only my third season watching, but I am pretty sure those were the lowest scores I’ve ever seen. Grace for the first night, though. I’m sure a lot of them were working out their butterflies.
Biggest Surprise – Warren Sapp. Everything the judges said was on—he had fun, he was light on his feet, and he really kept rhythm pretty well.
Best Dance – Brooke Burke. I don’t even know who she is, but she had fairly good rhythm and hit her lines very well.
Most Awkward – Jeffrey Ross. Poor guy with his scratched cornea…I bet it was really hard for him to focus. However, even with healing, I don’t think he has a chance to win the show. And one always feels badly for the “funny guy” who covers his blunders with humor. I am that guy, too, Jeffrey…
Should Go – Cloris Leachman. Cute as it is to have an 82-year-old on the show, she was visibly dizzy and disoriented during her dance. And Len was right…cleavage should probably not be shown at that age. Sorry, Cloris!
Comments I couldn’t believe –
Carrie Ann’s comment on Susan Lucci’s weight. Even if she did look a little weak, the best place to tell her is in private, not on national television.
Maks’s comment on Misty May-Treanor’s shoulders. Maks is my favorite pro, followed closely by Mark Ballas. It’s his direct style of teaching that hooked me. No beating around the bush for this guy. However, dear Misty May is very muscular from years of volleyball. She can’t really help it! I adore Misty May on the court, and she did a fine job at her dance. She even had hints of gracefulness! I hope the judges (and Maks) can look past her physique and give her the marks she deserves.
How about you? What did you think? Who were your favorites? Any stand-outs?
Attending a church that preaches Reformed Theology (Calvinism) has really castrated me evangelically. I mean, they tell us that “really, we can have all the more confidence in our evangelism because we know God has redeemed SOME!” But that just makes me grind my teeth and wonder, Hmmm, then am I wasting my time with so-and-so? Because if God hasn’t “chosen” them, they will never come to know Him anyway. And if He’s already chosen people, He can obviously bring them to Christ without my help.
So, help me with my bad attitude here. If you have a response to my thoughts that won’t drive me deeper into depression regarding unsaved souls, I’d love to hear it! I’m not trying to turn this into a theological debate, so I might not even write back to your comments. I just need answers (and scripture to back them up).