Someone should tell me these things!

So I return home this afternoon from a typical visit to the library (except that we rented 15 CD’s instead of Wiggles DVD’s in our continuing attempt to keep the tv off this week) only to find that I’m missing an earing, have a big hole in the back of my shorts and there’s oatmeal stuck in my teeth…don’t you think at least one other mom of toddlers would have felt my pain and shed some light on my tattered state? Or did their empathy kick in and they figured, “good for her – at least her shoes match and she hasn’t lost her kids in the card catalog…” (hahaha – did you pick up on the irony – has anyone even seen a card catalog in the last decade?) I really should be asleep now, but there’s a sale at winkflash on photobooks that ends at midnight, and you know I can’t pass up a deal like that!


My Favorite Night of TV

Just everyone around me was complaining that the TV wasn’t worth watching anymore after the end of “Idol”, “Dancing with the Stars” and the like, I would like to counter by saying that my FAVORITE show has started again ~ SO YOU THINK YOU CAN DANCE, DANCE, DANCE…. So now my Thursday is not only engulfed with the 2 hours of some of the best and worst dance auditions ever, but my other new dance find, STEP IT UP AND DANCE, comes on right after!

I used to tell my students not to bother trying to reach me if a Bulls game was on TV (remember I’m a Chicago girl and child of the 80’s…we’re talking Michael Jordan and 6 championships in one decade people!), but now I can safely say that no one should even attempt to reach me on Thursday nights. Not that I ever hear my cell phone as it is! As you can tell, I should be getting back to the tv right now, but I was feeling guilty for my self-indulgence, so I thought the least I could do was write a blog about it! (Better than cleaning the kitchen!) Gotta go and stretch to attempt things I couldn’t even do before kids, much less all these years and pounds after childbirth!!! Dare to dream girl, dare to dream…

Yes, it’s really me

Ok, I don’t know if this will clarify or futher confuse my fans. I realize the sheer fact that I’m now blogging twice in one month will make some of you even more suspicious that someone is threatening to take away my favorite bleach stained lounge pants if I don’t type exactly what they dictate to me when they tell me to do it. However, I wanted to assure you that yes, I am still wearing my favorite “home without company” outfit and yes, I did make a casserole.

Now let me also say that I did not plan on being in the same room when said casserole emerged from the oven, much less take a bite of it. I thought it would be a good dinner for my husband and children when I had to work late one night last week. Alas, my plans were thwarted and in my continuing effort to lead by children by example and not words alone, I felt compelled to try the melange of creamy whiteness.

Again Рto clarify for my bestest of friends whose jaws are still on the floor РI still have an aversion to most things white and creamy: mayonaisse, ranch dressing, sour cream, cream cheese, cottage cheese, gravy and the like. The sole exception to this rule is whip cream Рyou can never have enough!!!!

Also, I did promise my mother in law that I would try anything she made homemade from scratch at least once, so I figured I better apply that principle to my own cooking. (I still can’t stomach sausage gravy, but I did try some collard greens at Tom Jenkins BBQ in Ft. Lauderdale last week that I might even try again one day – the most authentic BBQ me, Ricky or my dad have ever eaten – try it out!)

Well, there you have it. I am back to my old self and to prove it I made Gyoza tonight, just to make sure I didn’t taint my kids’ taste buds forever! (well, also to send off some friends moving to the mountains of NC next week since we know they wont be eating Japanese food anytime soon up there!)

See, Car, I didn’t give you your birthday present yet, but could you really ask for more than this?

Worthy of breaking my blogging hiatus – casserole

For the first time in our five years of marriage (actually, my entire life!), I made a casserole. In fact, I don’t know if I even spelled that correctly because I’ve never been able to stand the sight of a casserole, much less entertain the idea of making one. But in an effort to clean out my fridge, I thought, “What can I do with leftover chicken, cheese and rice…” and the answer came quickly thanks to Paula Deen and….

I’m so ashamed (but my husband is so happy).