What’s Cookin’ This Week

Today has been pretty smooth. Elijah seemed a little ill this morning, but is acting normal now. I guess he was right yesterday. He’s hard to read. He sees someone else get medicine and thinks it’s a treat sometimes, so when he was saying that he needed medicine, but looked fine, acted normal, ate well…it…

A Stud in the Stacks

The good:  For breakfast, I made nomulous goat’s milk grits with sauteed onions & peppers & diced jalepenos (and a smidgin of Pepper Jack), coconut flour-dusted potatoes with sauteed onions and turkey sausage. For lunch I made lettuce wraps with sauteed (in avocado and sesame oils) portobello mushrooms, onions, broccoli slaw, quinoa and cashews. I…

Howliday Weekend

I have a few minutes before we go check out Swansbrough Manor, so I’ll  summarize the weekend. Friday was Home School Friday at our church school. The boys had a great day, as usual. Isaac started building a standard Lego Mindstorms robot and Ian was trying to piece together a Mindstorm piston. We had a…

Miss Grumpy McGrumplepants

 I seriously need to get some perspective. It’s normal for me to occasionally get spun around by my to-do list and to feel overwhelmed and overstimulated. But THIS FOOD THING (well, really, it’s a subset of “this thyroid thing”) has taken me to a new level of crazy. Yesterday, I woke up realizing my “old…

Truth Fairy

Ian, if you are older, or have invented time travel, and are reading this, the tooth truth of the following story may sting a bit, but hopefully not too much. Last Saturday morning, we were at the breakfast table eating waffles, when Ian started spitting and sputtering and expelled something from his mouth. “My toof…

Bead Dazzled

We had a colorful week. The boys got to enjoy an overnight dusting of snow, early last week. I slammed their clothes on and sent them out the back door, before the day warmed. Ian paused to remark that his fluffy sweater felt like a life jacket, and then did a remarkable, cartoonish impersonation of an emergency flotation vest blasting full of air and then he bobbed around a bit. They ran and kicked and rolled in the barely-snowy yard. Ian wanted to make a snow man. I put some exam gloves on over my fingerless gloves to help roll a few snow balls before getting breakfast started. Ian came in and wanted some exam gloves too. I buried his fists into a pair, and as he struggled to get his fingers into the right holes, he wailed, “I don’t have as many fingers as these have!” I know the feeling, little buddy.

The Fun “1”

Our baby boy has graduated into toddlerhood. Elijah had his first birthday last Friday. Brian went to work for the first time that week, since we had been iced in. Most places were closed. People were ice skating and skiing on the streets of downtown Atlanta. The Tuesday before was supposed to have been Elijah’s…

Ooooh. Ahhhhh. Yeah, You Might Want to Just Ignore This One.

I think I might dance and giggle. OF COURSE there was a Facebook app that lists a history of my status updates, and now I have brought them here, only slightly edited. To overwhelm your mind. To keep them as mine. ALL MINE. Woah-ha-ha-haaa! Amy If you’re happy and you owe it, hug a Vet!…

Maybe if We Dropped a Megaton of Cheese

I’ve not been all that smooth myself. The first time we enjoyed a Greek Dinner at Mykonos, Brian’s dad introduced me to their Sagnaki, or more specifically an appetizer of flaming, pan-seared cheese and tomato, doused with a squirt of lemon juice, to a cheer of  “oooooooooOO-PA!” While awaiting our snack, I started pondering aloud…

Baby Moses

I was doing the laundry this morning and was digging near the bottom of my basket and I found a pump bottle of foam soap wrapped in a stiff washcloth. I laughed to myself, remembering that Ian had called that bottle “Baby Moses” the other day. I tossed the contraption into the bedroom and Ian…