Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
March 30
Monday, March 29, 2010
March 29
Meet Sam. He is one massive but gentle beast of a horse. He lives and works at the Dixie Stampede show here in town along with many other horses. We went to a fundraiser there tonight and seeing the horses was one of the highlights for Emery.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Saturday, March 27, 2010
March 27th
They knew we'd be gone last night and snuck right up and ate 12 of them. I didn't know that deer liked tulips. Fortunately they do not like daffodils. I now know this because they ate one and spit it right back out. Luckily I planted 15 tulips. Which means, when they come back tonight to snack on the rest, they'll get a big surprise when they see a big black beagle waiting in the window. YOU ARE IN BIG TROUBLE MISTERS!
Friday, March 26, 2010
March 26th
Thursday, March 25, 2010
March 25th
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
March 24th
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
March 22nd
Sunday, March 21, 2010
March 21st
My picture for today was originally of a sad yellow daffodil hunched over in the light dusting of snow we received this morning. This, after all was a reflection of how I felt when I saw the snow falling, especially after getting my hopes up two days ago when the temp was 70. But then....the rest of the day happened. Emery is currently cutting her top two front teeth with two on either side not far behind. I fully expected her mood to be a little out of sorts. What I didn't expect was another not so desirable side affect of teething. Explosive Butt. Disgusting, I know...but I'm just keeping it real here folks. I'm talkin, 3 pairs of pants a day; washed the sheets twice kind of explosive butt. David picked a great weekend to be out of town by the way. So, as any good mother/sensible person would do, I hunted for remedies to STOP IT UP. We bundled up, laced up our boots, and headed out into the now cold and rainy conditions to find these bowel cloggers. One bag of bananas, rice, and pedialyte later, we were back at the car only to find a nice golf ball size dent in the car door from a unruly grocery cart. "Great!" I thought, "Just what I needed today." Luckily my rational husband was on the phone to remind me that a "hit and run" could have been a lot worse and that cars were meant to be used and bruised. Another thing that quickly cheered me up was something I came across in the store which currently reflected my disposition. The Mad Housewife. The label read: "Somewhere near the cool shadows of the laundry room. Past the litter box and between the plastic yard toys. This is your time. Time to enjoy a moment to yourself. A moment without madness. The dishes can wait. Dinner be damned. Mad Housewife Chardonnay." Sold.

*One side note. I am so excited to get "the good camera" back tomorrow. You wouldn't believe the amount of photo shop I have had to do these past few days with this broken piece of junk.
Example: Here is one of the before pics...

*One side note. I am so excited to get "the good camera" back tomorrow. You wouldn't believe the amount of photo shop I have had to do these past few days with this broken piece of junk.
Example: Here is one of the before pics...
Saturday, March 20, 2010
March 20th
Italian chicken with fresh mozzarella broccoli and spinach on a homemade olive oil crust. Yum. The only bad thing about a delicious healthy pizza is that it isn't quite so healthy when you eat the whole thing. I'll try to restrain myself...put I'm not making any promises.
Friday, March 19, 2010
March 19th
Thursday, March 18, 2010
March 18th
- Don't pick the 1 seed teams to win it all...because they hardly ever do.
- Don't count out the 1 seed teams too early because they are a 1 seed for a reason.
- Always pick a few of upsets...you will be surprised at how many there are.
- Try to be unique in picking your over all winner. If you choose a team that everyone else thinks doesn't have a chance, you don't have to split the winnings with a bunch of people.
- Forget points 1-4 because it really doesn't matter how much basketball knowledge you have or who you choose. Things almost never go as predicted. David has more sports knowledge than anyone I know and he comes in last place every year.
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Monday, March 15, 2010
March 15th
What do these items have in common? This is what it took to de-stankify the house from a horrible smell that seeped into the walls/carpet and made me want to pull my hair out.
Why does our house smell so bad?
First let me start by saying that I absolutely hate smelling like food...especially fried food. The first thing I want to do after eating out at a restaurant is take a shower. I can't stand to smell myself. I think it goes back to college when my roommate worked at the Cracker Barrel. She would come home smelling something awful of chicken fried steak and other country fixins. Barf. She would have to take a shower before we did anything...even if it was just watch tv. We had to quarantine her apron. Sarah, you know I love ya :) Thank you for keeping me fed in college. The smell was worth all the free food.
Now back to why the house stinks...
I got a little adventurous cooking dinner last night. I tried to replicate Bonefish's bang bang shrimp. Food Network Magazine told me to do it. And they made it sound so easy. What they didn't add was a disclaimer saying...if you have never worked with deep frying before, (me) you probably shouldn't try this recipe. Or...if you have lots of critters running around at your feet, (me) you probably shouldn't try this recipe or else you'll be a nervous wreck. Or...if you don't want your house to smell like burnt oil for the next week/month/year, (me) you probably shouldn't try this recipe. We all survived though. I even had David put the oil on the porch while we ate because the hot oil popping on the stove made me anxious. (which is still out there by the way...I'm not quite sure what to do with it) The shrimp was...good...I guess. I mean we all ate it. Even Emery ate two or three of them. It definitely did NOT taste like Bonefish bang bang shrimp. David absolutely loved it. But David would eat a big pile of dookie if it had shrimp in it...and cheese...and eggs. But that is beside the point because afterward, we were all forced to face the stench of burnt oil that was taking over the house! The smell was in our clothes and everything. Here is my mind in yoga this morning. "In through the nose..." (burnt oil burnt oil) "And out through the nose..." (ew) "In through the nose...(burnt oil burnt oil) "And out through the nose..." (barf) Even when I picked up Em from the child care room, I could smell it on her jacket. Poor thing was the smelly kid in class. When we got home, I was on a mission to rid our house of this odor that was taking over our lives. The picture above is of my reek fighting army...used carefully in timed increments of course. I didn't want to create a new smelly problem. So far...I think it is a success. The real test will be when I leave the house and come back.
After this whole ordeal, I have come to the realization that I am a sauteing baker broiler sometimes griller but not a fryer. We're probably better off anyway. As for the oil on the back porch... does anyone know where I can get some bio hazard bags?
Sunday, March 14, 2010
March 14th
March 13th
Friday, March 12, 2010
March 12th
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
March 10th
Tuesday, March 9, 2010
March 9th
Monday, March 8, 2010
March 8th
Sunday, March 7, 2010
Saturday, March 6, 2010
March 6th
Friday, March 5, 2010
Thursday, March 4, 2010
March 4th
Wednesday, March 3, 2010
Tuesday, March 2, 2010
March 2nd
Today is also:
- Old Stuff Day
- National Banana Cream Pie Day
- National Sales Person Day
- Babysitter Safety Day
- Pyramid Day
- Read Across America Day
Monday, March 1, 2010
March 1st
This sultry neo-soul songstress invents an indelible sound of timeless rock that effortlessly matches musical grandeur with visceral emotion and cinematic melodies, creating songs that embed themselves into the listeners consciousness.
If Emery was a VH1 You Oughta Know artist, this is how they would describe the drum solo that she performed for me today.
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