Five Quote Friday

"He who trims himself to suit everyone will soon whittle himself away."
~Raymond Hull

"Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself."
~Harvey Fierstein

"If God had wanted me otherwise, He would have created me otherwise."
~Johann von Goethe

"The most exhausting thing in life is being insincere."
~Anne Morrow Lindbergh

"Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind."
~Dr. Seuss

Red Potatoes

Hubs grilled pork chops tonight and I made my yummy red potatoes to go along with them. These are made with onion soup mix. When I realized I didn't have any onion soup mix, I made my own found here at Recipe Zaar. Here is the finished onion soup mix.
I microwave my red potatoes for a few minutes to soften them up a bit. Then I drizzle with olive oil.
Pour the onion soup mix over the potatoes.
Stir onion soup mix into the potatoes to cover them.
Bake at 350 for 30-40 minutes. These are so good!

T-Ball

T-ball season is upon us.

Doesn't he look excited?

Magic Prunes

My kid is the only one I know who loves prunes.

Big Brother sitting on the toilet: "Can I have a prune?"

Me: "We're out of prunes."

Big Brother: "Well, is there anything else that will make me poop?"

My Theme Song

It all started while we were driving home Saturday night as I scanned through radio stations. Suddenly, I heard it: Freeze Frame! No song, with the exception of Ice Ice Baby, gets me going like Freeze Frame. I did the only thing I knew how. I started dancing in the truck. Yes, I dance in the truck. Hubs loves it! Then I started karaoke-ing it at the top of my lungs. Hubs really loves that since I can't sing at all! And then Hubs ruined my performance.

Hubs: "Do you know who sings this?"

Me: "I don't remember and don't really care. Can't you see I'm trying to sing?"

Hubs: "You don't know?"

Me: "I'm sure you do because you're old and full of useless information."

Hubs: "You were alive when this song came out."

Me: "I don't really care and you're still older."

Hubs: "J Geils Band."

Me: "Thanks. I'm sure that will come in handy when I make my debut on Jeopardy."

Hubs: "They have another song called 'Piss on the Wall'.

Me: "Lovely."

Hubs: "Seriously, that's the title of the song."

Me: "More like the title of my life story. I've cleaned up plenty of piss on the wall thanks to your offspring and his wild aim."

Chicken Fettuccine, Cajun Style

We tried another new recipe this week from Recipe Zaar. It is Chicken Fettuccine, Cajun Style. We really liked it. I thought it might be a little spicy for the boys, but they liked it too. Yummy!

No Time for Flash Cards

I love this website. It has some really cute craft ideas.

Since Big Brother is so obsessed with dinosaurs, we made the volcano found here. He had a blast gluing on the lava. He also loved these peel and stick foam dinosaur stickers I got at Dollar Tree a long time ago. Easy, cheap fun!
Here is Big Brother's finished product that he is very proud of.

My Jesus

Cookies

I made these yummy Poppy Seed Cookies today. I found the recipe here. I just plopped them on the cookie sheet. I am not anal about food like Hubs, so they are not perfectly formed.
Here is the finished product. Again, not perfect, but yummy!

Picnic

I feel horrible for not blogging the past few days because I've never missed a day. Even when I've just stuck in a video here or there, I've never missed a day. Since last Wednesday morning at 1 a.m., I've pretty much been up to my elbows in puke. It all started with Baby Jaws who woke me up to his big mess in the middle of the night. And that continued all day Wednesday. Thursday, I woke up with a migraine and puked all day myself. Then Big Brother joined in on the fun Friday afternoon, Friday night and Saturday night.

Yesterday, we were all (not quite full speed) a little more normal. So what better way to say good-bye to Puke-A-Palooza than a picnic in the back yard? Yum, yum!

Listen Up Bob

Reading Bob the Builder to Bob the Builder.

Bye-Bye Birdie

We have Kamikaze bird eggs all over.
On our porch.

In our yard.

If I could only keep the boys from demolishing them more.

Center of the Universe

Big Brother thinks he's the center of the universe for all things great and funny. If anything happens, he thinks he has to be the cause or at least had something to do with it.

Yesterday, we were playing Frisbee outside and there was an awful odor. I'm not sure what it was or where it was coming from, but it smelled like sewage. It was very windy out so I thought maybe that wonderful smell was blowing in from the north.

After playing awhile, I'd had enough of the stench and said, "I don't know what that smell is, but we're going inside."

Big Brother confidently said, "I farted."

I hated to break it to him, but told him although his little farts are quite potent, I really didn't think he could stink up the entire neighborhood.

He didn't buy it.

Dexter

My dog Dexter died yesterday and it sucks. He was 12 years old and the best dog in the world. It's really sad for me because I've had him so long. He was my baby before I had babies. It's like he's the only thing I had left from my life pre-college graduation, pre-marriage, pre-kids. I spent so much time with Dexter. He was so fun and so smart.

Then I graduated from college. Then I moved and Dexter went to live with my parents. I still visited him a lot. I missed him. Then I got married. I still visited him a lot. Then I had kids. I still saw him every time we visited, but I spent most of my time chasing my kids and not as much time with him.

That's what sucks the most. I would tell Dexter every time we left that I'd play with him more the next time. I just saw him a week ago Monday and he was fine. I loved on him and let him lick my face and told him I would play with him more next time. It sucks there won't be a next time.

I love you and I'll miss you Dexter.

My Tulips are Gone

I'm so glad I photographed them yesterday because that's all I have left. I'm very ticked off that someone stole most of my tulips. I'm sure it was one of the kids my neighbor babysits and I've already told her how ticked off I am. She told me there were two girls eying them all week. We'll see if anyone owns up to it after school. I highly doubt it.

I know they're just flowers. But they're my favorite flowers on my property and I look forward to them each spring. I can't imagine stealing someone's flowers. I can't even imagine my child stealing someone's flowers without me ripping into him, making him take them back and apologize. But that's just me. I get ticked off over stolen flowers and make my child be responsible for his actions. What a horrible woman I am!

My Tulips

Long Lost Peep

I've seen a lot of hairy things in my life. Hairy spiders. Hairy legs. Hairy dogs. Hairy backs. Hairy butt cracks peek-a-booing up out of a stranger's jeans.

But only under my couch could I find a hairy marshmallow encased in fur balls.
My life would be so much easier if couches didn't have cushions. Cushions on my couch are just a disaster waiting to happen. It's scary in there, but I've found some pretty amazing things.

The most awesome part of finding the hairy marshmallow? It was still soft. Mmmmmm.

He is Mighty to Save

By His Wounds

Today, Through My Eyes