First a review of last week's menu:
Monday - pork enchiladas - (instead of chicken) they were fantastic!
Tuesday - meatloaf burgers - fantastic!
Wednesday - Penne a la Betsy (finally got to Publix to get shrimp and basil)
Thursday - Indian food (Cilantro in Tampa - worth every lamb-flavored penny), and I brought home my Lamb Sag leftovers and a side of garlic naan for my husband - ain't I a doll?
Friday - not hungry, so made The Boy what he asked for (frozen blueberry waffles, eggs and an apple, a very well balanced meal), I had a bowl of cereal and Hubby had the leftover pork enchiladas)
Saturday - steak and spinach with garlic chips (the balsamic potatoes were not a tasty recipe and were subsequently trashed).
Sunday - seafood mac & cheese at St Pete Alehouse - it was tasty, but I ate too much and felt gross for the rest of the night. Seafood is not tasty to burp up.
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This week:
Monday: It's not delivery, it's Digiorno! with breadsticks!
Tuesday: bacon-wrapped shrimp w/ risotto
Wednesday: jalapeno poppers and ... whatever sounds good from the pantry
Thursday: chicken mac & cheese
Friday: TBD
Saturday: TBD
As you can see, I haven't done my shopping this week. I might not DO shopping this week - I really have quite a bit of stuff in my freezer and fridge and pantry, and I should see if I can work through some of it without resorting to PB&J for The Boy.
Monday, September 20, 2010
Turtle's first baseball game
My husband keeping up with his Fantasy Football team while the Rays crash and burn to the Angels)
We may have lost (Bah) but we had a pretty good time! We've been to one game a month this season and it's been great. If I could have strangled the woman next to me who spent the whole game hitting her cowbell against the seats, all would have been perfect.
Happy one-month birthday, Turtle! (that was Saturday)
Saturday, September 18, 2010
One week in
I feel that at this point I should chronicle some of the work I've done toward my list, if for no other reason than I will forget otherwise. However, it's slightly embarrassing to admit to the world that I voluntarily watched movies like Dadnapped and Camp Rock. I also watched Whip It and Last Song. I have a friend who would not feel it was a compliment that I think of her every time I see Miley Cyrus.
I also read My Fair Lazy by Jenn Lancaster (hated Pretty in Plaid, but MFL was effing hilarious) and True Colors by Kristin Hannah. I'm reading Stormchasers by Jenna Blum, and it's some kind of awesome although I'm only 25 pages in. Love it.
Last week I did some work on the room, and made more decisions on what I want it to look like.
Tuesday Spencer and I played in the sprinkler and Monday we went to the library and the playground (more on that one when I'm better ... I'm still traumatized about that).
So I think I'm off to a good start. This week we might mess with the Wii Fit and go for a walk (where there are no cars ... bah for toddlers who try to run out into traffic). Verizon is supposed to come out and fix whatever is wrong with my cable (which they warn, they may have to charge us for - and I'm arming myself for a fight because I DID NOT MESS UP MY OWN CABLE, VERIZON) on Tuesday, so I'm definitely stuck home for the majority of the day then.
Eight weeks left! I'm going to make them count!
I also read My Fair Lazy by Jenn Lancaster (hated Pretty in Plaid, but MFL was effing hilarious) and True Colors by Kristin Hannah. I'm reading Stormchasers by Jenna Blum, and it's some kind of awesome although I'm only 25 pages in. Love it.
Last week I did some work on the room, and made more decisions on what I want it to look like.
Tuesday Spencer and I played in the sprinkler and Monday we went to the library and the playground (more on that one when I'm better ... I'm still traumatized about that).
So I think I'm off to a good start. This week we might mess with the Wii Fit and go for a walk (where there are no cars ... bah for toddlers who try to run out into traffic). Verizon is supposed to come out and fix whatever is wrong with my cable (which they warn, they may have to charge us for - and I'm arming myself for a fight because I DID NOT MESS UP MY OWN CABLE, VERIZON) on Tuesday, so I'm definitely stuck home for the majority of the day then.
Eight weeks left! I'm going to make them count!
Friday, September 17, 2010
A pre-breakfast whine
I have to preface this by saying that I really have a very helpful husband. He changes far more diapers than I do, let's me go out with friends when I forwarn him and watches the kids, gets up with the baby when I just can't do it anymore, etc. Most of this rant is probably because I woke up with a killer headache and everything is annoying the crap out of me today.
BUT. I have been up every night with Turtle for about 3 hours because he thinks that the middle of the night is an acceptable time to be awake. Last night he woke at 2am, I fed him and thought that he was acting sleepy enough to go right back to bed. Instead he fussed until I took him out to the living room so as not to disturb Hubby (as he works right now and I'm still on leave). I would like to let him fuss a little (not cry, just fuss) in his cradle, but it wakes my husband and then he gets up to deal with him when I'm already awake anyhow - I'm just trying to get him to go to sleep, dern it. So I took him out to the living room and laid/sat on the couch and dozed on and off with him until 5am when I brought him back to bed. He actually didn't sleep then either, but after I go back to bed it's nearly impossible for me to get right back up, so my husband had to deal with it by then.
Anyhow - to my rant. I went out with a friend (actually, my husband's cousin but we're good friends) to dinner. Before I went out, I fed Turtle and picked up The Boy from daycare. I got home 3 hours later (the restaurant we went to was on the other side of town), the house was a mess, the pots from two days ago were still dirty, there were no bottles clean, random play-dough and play-dough toys were all over the table (when I started cleaning that up he said "he's just going to get it all out tomorrow" ... even though I make The Boy clean up that stuff before he moves on, because it will dry out and stick to my floor and the table. But anyhow. Bah).
I got home at 9:30 (and brought home leftover Lamb Sag and an order of garlic naan for him). We didn't get to bed until a little after 11. In the meantime, still - nothing was done. In the middle of the night I had to wash a bottle the feed the baby. This morning, I had to wash a bottle to feed the baby.
So I woke up, as I said, with a terrible headache but I've offered to bring Turtle to my husband's office so he can show him off and go to lunch (at 2pm!! He gets off at 5!! Another BAH!) and I've made coffee but have yet to drink it, washed ALL the bottles, cleaned the kitchen, picked up the toys and books ... I still have to start some laundry and take out the bathroom trashes and pick up the other rooms but I'm making progress. Being annoyed seems to fuel my work habits.
In other, more adorable news, Turtle fell asleep during tummy time while I was washing said bottles. Really wish he would sleep at night instead, but at least he gives me time to clean (and he's SO CUTE!)
BUT. I have been up every night with Turtle for about 3 hours because he thinks that the middle of the night is an acceptable time to be awake. Last night he woke at 2am, I fed him and thought that he was acting sleepy enough to go right back to bed. Instead he fussed until I took him out to the living room so as not to disturb Hubby (as he works right now and I'm still on leave). I would like to let him fuss a little (not cry, just fuss) in his cradle, but it wakes my husband and then he gets up to deal with him when I'm already awake anyhow - I'm just trying to get him to go to sleep, dern it. So I took him out to the living room and laid/sat on the couch and dozed on and off with him until 5am when I brought him back to bed. He actually didn't sleep then either, but after I go back to bed it's nearly impossible for me to get right back up, so my husband had to deal with it by then.
Anyhow - to my rant. I went out with a friend (actually, my husband's cousin but we're good friends) to dinner. Before I went out, I fed Turtle and picked up The Boy from daycare. I got home 3 hours later (the restaurant we went to was on the other side of town), the house was a mess, the pots from two days ago were still dirty, there were no bottles clean, random play-dough and play-dough toys were all over the table (when I started cleaning that up he said "he's just going to get it all out tomorrow" ... even though I make The Boy clean up that stuff before he moves on, because it will dry out and stick to my floor and the table. But anyhow. Bah).
I got home at 9:30 (and brought home leftover Lamb Sag and an order of garlic naan for him). We didn't get to bed until a little after 11. In the meantime, still - nothing was done. In the middle of the night I had to wash a bottle the feed the baby. This morning, I had to wash a bottle to feed the baby.
So I woke up, as I said, with a terrible headache but I've offered to bring Turtle to my husband's office so he can show him off and go to lunch (at 2pm!! He gets off at 5!! Another BAH!) and I've made coffee but have yet to drink it, washed ALL the bottles, cleaned the kitchen, picked up the toys and books ... I still have to start some laundry and take out the bathroom trashes and pick up the other rooms but I'm making progress. Being annoyed seems to fuel my work habits.
In other, more adorable news, Turtle fell asleep during tummy time while I was washing said bottles. Really wish he would sleep at night instead, but at least he gives me time to clean (and he's SO CUTE!)
Thursday, September 16, 2010
Looking forward to Christmas
I know I'm a dork, but I can't decide if I want this for Christmas:
(which I know I should want because, let's face it, all the cool kids are getting one and also I read and fly so much it would be much more helpful than dragging my books on the plane. But I love real books! And the library ... anyhow, still thinking)
or do I want this:
(which I've been drooling over having, and this is really what makes me feel like a dork. Who wants a kitchen mat for Christmas? But I can't fathom spending $200 on it myself and oh, how I want one.)
(which I know I should want because, let's face it, all the cool kids are getting one and also I read and fly so much it would be much more helpful than dragging my books on the plane. But I love real books! And the library ... anyhow, still thinking)
or do I want this:
(which I've been drooling over having, and this is really what makes me feel like a dork. Who wants a kitchen mat for Christmas? But I can't fathom spending $200 on it myself and oh, how I want one.)
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