Wednesday, August 28, 2013

How To: Homemade Baby Food

Disclaimer: I don't know the in's and out's of this parenting thing ( And I'm totally ok with that. Stop feeling sorry for me!) and I'll usually go along with just about any advice thrown at me or cower at any corrections. 

{Unless you're the cashier who tells me that it looks like my baby is choking in her carrier. Then I'll want to take off my big, silver hoop earrings and go South Philly on you. Ahem. She is not choking} 

I'm sure there's an easier way to make baby food (or not make it at we're talking...) 

Step 1: Boil sweet potatoes (or other vegetable) until tender
Step 2: Make sure that you pick a time when your {usually angelic} child is going to flip out. But because the food making process is already underway, strap them to you. 
Step 3: As you're spearing the potato and carrying it to the blender, drop some of it in the open silverware drawer. 

The drawer is open to keep the water bottle wedged in between the drawer and dishwasher to keep the dishwasher running, of course. 
Step 4: Make enough home made sweet potato baby food to feed your child and the entire church nursery. Twice. 
Around this time, your child will fall asleep 
Step 5: Scoop the food into ice cube trays and freeze. Then, run out of trays and send that hard working husband of yours to the store after work to get more trays
Step 6: Enjoy some coffee (YOU EARNED IT) while waiting for your child to wake up 
TOMORROW: Tiny Su's response to sweet potatoes 

Thursday, August 22, 2013

First Day of School

Today was both Wes and Ben's First Day of School.

Wes is going back to get a "Make 100's on every test and make myself look awesome" Certificate and Ben is finishing his last year, studying Spanish. 

And now, a back to school blessing...

May you ignore Tiger Woods Golf
when it calls your name 
May you always remember to set your alarm clock
and not ignore it the next morning 
May you befriend the loner sitting next to you
and pull your weight during group assignments 
May your days be spent studying
and not riding in grocery carts

Tuesday, August 20, 2013

A Vow

I [state my full name but not online because of potential stalkers] 

do promise

upon humble reliance on Google and emails to my mom

to take care of you, water you, find a cuter pot for you
and make you live longer than my last plant

...until death do us part 

Monday, August 19, 2013

Girls Just Wanna Have Fun

Aunt Anna came in town to celebrate Wes and Ben's birthdays. 
We read books 
 We helped Anna take her clothes to the consignment store 
 We went shopping, got caught in the rain and tried on Anna's clothes
 We made pizza, watched a movie and had girl talk 
 Aunt Anna has a big fan club...
 And we're glad she came! 

Thursday, August 15, 2013


You Might Be a "Thrifter" If...

1. You keep a jar of coins in the front seat of your car
2. Your house is full of "someday projects" 
3. You've been to Goodwill on July 4th or Labor Day for the 50/% off sale
4. Your response to compliments often sound like, "THANKS!! Ann Taylor Loft, only $3!!"
5. Your Mother was a thrifter 

Most recent purchase, even though we're purging our house. 
A puzzle for $1.25. 
My reasoning: you can rarely find Christmas items that are just plain Jesus (in a good way). I'm surprised Santa isn't poking up between Mary & Joseph. 

Wednesday, August 14, 2013

Spare Time

When we're not stalking blogs and eating Bonbons, you can find us...

Trying rice cereal
Catching up on some reading 
Crossing our feet like little ladies 

Realizing that camo doo rags aren't for us 
and sucking on our fingers 

Tuesday, August 13, 2013

Susie Homemaker: Peach Pie

Goal: Martha's Peach Pie 
Level of mess {to clean up}: Medium. Peach juice + brown suga' + mixing by hand 
Eatable: I'm not a huge pie fan, but Kent is. He ate it, but didn't fall out of his chair after the first bite. He didn't rave about it. 
Bottom Line: When following a Martha Stewart recipe I always feel the need to be totally serious, read the recipe 4x more than I normally would and furrow my eyebrows. No nonsense.                    
If you want to fill like the bombdotcom baker, BAKE A PIE (store bought crust, of course). And if you're a total cornball, stand on the front porch holding the pie, while wearing oven mitts when your husband pulls into the driveway. (Guilty) It'll make him laugh. 
My Sous (pronounced "Sue" in case you're not totally into competitive reality cooking shows. Guilty.) My Sous Chef was so excited about making a pie that she lost control of her bowels and had to be whisked away from the kitchen. 
Before baking. 

Monday, August 12, 2013


Yesterday we had almost more excitement than we could even handle. 

Patch turned 3! For his birthday he got {another} Big Boy Bed and a trip to the local YMCA field to play fetch. Hopefully turning 3 means that his bed will last longer than the last one...
 Uncle Ben came to visit! We ate slow cooker mac-n-cheese & homemade choco chip cookies and watched golf.
 Our Tiny Little Super Hero turned 5 months! She celebrated by eating lima beans and riding in her jogging stroller, both for the first time.

Wednesday, August 7, 2013

Love/Hate Relationships

I have a love/hate relationship with...

I LOVE that he surprised me with two leftover Krispy Kreme donuts from a youth event. 
I LOVE that he knew I'd choose sprinkles over glaze or chocolate covered.
I HATE (in a friendly-blog-writing-way) that he surprised me after I ate a bowl of vanilla ice cream, thus making me crash and burn on the "Calorie Counter" in my head. 

Krispy Kreme: 
I LOVE that they provide the world with beautifully crafted, delicious tasting, soft, morsels of goodness known as donuts.
I HATE that they aren't quite as good the second day, thus making me eat both donuts in one sitting.  

Tuesday, August 6, 2013

Dear Grandpa

Dear Grandpa,
One day I was enjoying a nap in my bouncer seat when my Mom walked up and said, "You might not see Grandma or Grandpa for a long time. Maybe even two years."
"TWO YEARS?!" I said. I couldn't believe my ears. 
I started crying right away. I mean, two years is a long time. 
But Mom said if I flashed my world famous grin, maybe you'd come back sooner...
Did it work, Grandpa?

Monday, August 5, 2013


Operation Pack Up and Ship Out (OPUASO) is still underway, but with no reason to move yet (Moment of Silence to pray for a job..thank you...), I'm starting to think of the operation as more of purge and clean deal. 

Really I have no idea what I'm doing, but I'm going with the motto "Do something. Even if it's wrong." Clean a room, pack a box, list something to sell. The worst that can happen is that we'll be sitting around in 6 months, eating off of plastic picnic plates surrounded by our life in boxes. 

Without further ado:

Packing makes me want to ...

1. Whine
2. Live in a cardboard box
3. Be thankful 
4. Slap my forehead
5. Check Facebook/Blogs/Pinterest/Anything 
6. Eat {chocolate}
7. Drink heavily. jokes
8. Harass my husband
9. Make lists in my head {you're reading one}
10. Sell everything
11. Keep everything 
12. Take a nap
13. Think about people who gave nice wedding gifts
14. Drink iced coffee
15. Walk around in circles
16. Move things from room to room {just to feel productive}
17. Take Strattera
18. Take just a little more time feeding and changing Baby Suits
19. Never set foot in another store again
20. Watch Hoarders {to feel better about myself, of course}

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