And Right Now...

I'm thinking of the presents I need to make for Christmas.

Presents that will have to be made from things I already own. Good thing I'm a fabric junky.

Right now...

I am decorating the house for Christmas. That's right, you heard me.

Let's Get Real

I went to see New Moon at Midnight on Thursday. I'm not a super fan, there are quite a few things about the books that I don't like at all (hello Renesmee), but I do like how fun it is. It's fun to go to the movies with one of your best friends and her mom.

Here's the real part. That is not a good picture of me. It is, in fact, bad. Midnight? No makeup? Yeah.

It's fun to stand in the longest line ever, eat your ice cream really fast because the longest line ever starts moving really, really fast, and then race through several packed theaters only to stand in a shorter line and then get the PERFECT seats (3 seats, front row of the stadium seating, constant foot rests without bothering anyone else).


It's fun to take a picture of someone else's incredibly appropriate bumper decorations.

That would be a Washington state license plate.

It's fun to stop for gas at 2:30 in the morning and have random interactions with a creeper working the night shift. And by fun I mean not so much.

Busy Busy Busy

That's my life right now, but isn't it the same for all of you? I'm guessing that is a yes so I will not be complaining. Busy is better than sitting around doing nothing, right? Mostly I'm just doing a lot of back and forth, babysitting for my darling nephews and trying to finish up some projects to donate to Hospice (burp rags and crocheted blankets). I just have to make it to Christmas and pray and pray and PRAY that I find a job. It wouldn't hurt if you guys threw in a good word for me as well.

Part-Time Mom Recipes

I've been taking care of my nephews for the past couple of weeks. This isn't like before, when I was working the hours Lauren was working and getting Monday and Friday off...this is full-time. I'm the one the boys are waking up between 4:30 and 6 AM (curse you, daylight savings) and I'm the one cooking meals and praying that the Daddy will get home in time to put the boys to bed (Wil has been working long days, we both have been running low on sleep and patience). I do love the time I get with the boys...they are getting so big and they are funny people to be around...but it's exhausting to be with them alone for 12 or more hours. What do you do with them for that much time!? How could it possibly all be fulfilling, enriching time spent? It can't. I'm sorry, but at 5AM I'm pretty much only good for forced cuddles while eating dry cereal, drinking milk and watching a show (all of which I sleep through). By the time 8 o'clock rolls around, we are a quarter of the way through our day and I want to cry.

So, by the time 4 o'clock rolls around (hallelujah) I have very little time/energy/brain cells left to think of and execute a successful dinner. I know this isn't new to you moms, I know I'm not the only one feeling that way...I've seen my sister go through the same thing. But this week, I discovered a few helpful recipes that were quite successful. The boys (including Wil) ate everything without a fuss and I didn't spend too much time cooking. So here are the lifesavers of my week for you, because I love you.

Biscuits and Gravy

Homemade sausage gravy and store bought biscuits (because this week has definitely taught me that I cannot bake bread). I prefer the fluffy layer biscuits...they taste so delish. This whole process probably takes about 20 minutes. Cook up one pound of breakfast sausage and drain all but two tablespoons of grease. Add about 2 tablespoons of flour and stir, then pour in a cup of milk per tablespoon (your burner should be turned down to medium heat at this point). You can add more milk later if the gravy is too thick...that's all personal preference. Once everything is all one consistency (meaning there's no runny milk, just thick gravy), put it on low to keep it warm. You can either cook the biscuits while you make the gravy so it all is done at the same time or you can finish up the gravy and then cook the biscuits. I usually do them separate since I want the biscuits to be warm when we eat and the gravy is easier to warm up.

I don't know if this is Wil's favorite (I know he prefers homemade biscuits) but he eats plenty of it. It's one of my favorite meals. Monkey eats the biscuits and the gravy and Bug just eats the biscuits. I usually give them fruit too.

Homemade Pizza

We had an extra tin of biscuits so I cut them in half the next day for lunch and made mini pizzas. I just used some store bought pizza sauce, cheese and pepperoni (for Monkey). The boys loved them, but I wasn't worried about that. What kid doesn't like pizza? It was a nice way of using up what we had in the fridge. A couple nights later, I picked up a pizza dough and made a regular sized pizza for all of us. We were going to just make the dough, but naps got in the way. Having all the pizza fixings on hand makes it so easy to just whip something up...even if I just use regular sandwich bread, the boys will always eat it.

Turkey Enchiladas and Quesadillas

Tortillas, enchilada sauce, taco seasoned ground turkey and cheese. Cook your turkey, pour a little enchilada sauce in with the turkey and a little on the bottom of the pan. Fill tortillas with meat and a little cheese, roll and place in pan. Pour remaining sauce on top and sprinkle a little more cheese. Bake on 350 till the cheese is bubbly. Bug and Monkey won't really eat these, but us adults like them and they are so easy to make. I usually just use any extra ingredients to make them a quesadilla. Sometimes it's just cheese. Last night it was cheese and beans and meat for Monkey and cheese and beans for Bug (Bug doesn't really eat meat, who knows where that came from). We had corn and beans on the side and everyone was happy.

And this was by far, my favorite.

Homemade Play Dough

2 cups flour
4 tablespoons cream of tartar
1 cup salt
2 tablespoons oil
2 cups boiling water

Mix it all together, add some food coloring and knead it. Let the kid play, get some peace and quiet. Ours is still going strong a week later - not drying out and not crumbling. It doesn't make as much of a mess as the store bought and I don't mind it being on the table where the boys will be eating since it's all edible ingredients. It isn't tasty, but if Bug were to eat some I wouldn't freak out.

So there you have it. The recipes that gave me peace of mind this week. They were quick and easy and side vegetables and fruits made up for the lack of nutrition. That and the fact Monkey eats practically all day long, so he gets plenty of fruits and veggies before dinner.

Dear Blog,

So. The truth is I have been neglecting you. I feel the need to post, the desire to post, but when I go to write my mind is blank. Yes, I've been cheating on you with other blogs, but they are worthwhile and important (especially the blogject). Should I feel guilty? Because I kind of do.

The thing is, while I feel like I am making progress with things in my life, I still don't feel like I'm at a place where sharing my personal thoughts is going to be entertaining or fulfilling (read: not depressing). I post mostly to share my thoughts...good or bad. I really have no idea who actually reads my posts, but this year just feels like the kind of year I don't want to document. So, blog, don't hate me. Eventually I will have an idea of what to say and will actually be able to say it and you will be the first place I turn.

Sincerely,
Me

So...

Then there's this:



http://www.hulu.com/watch/105338/the-office-subtle-sexuality-the-music-video


Oh Internets, how I love you.

This song has limitless potential...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xy5JwYOlgvY

A Second Halloween Miracle

They are all in one picture!! And the sad faces are appropriate!! And no one is running out of the frame!!

Oh, Halloween, I can't wait for you to come again.

A Halloween Miracle

This could also just be a regular, everyday miracle, but I discovered it on Halloween weekend so Halloween gets the credit.

I recently purchased a few new makeup items from Mary Kay. I tried red lipstick for the first time in my life (and committed to buying my first tube of lipstick ever) and I bought some much needed foundation (powder foundation that goes on in seconds and stays all day). I got a couple of things that I wanted to return, though, so I went to my friend's house and perused the makeup. I came across a tube of eye primer and I asked her about it. Would it keep my makeup from gathering under my eyes, creating even darker circles? Would it keep my eye makeup from gathering into my eye creases? Basically, was this the answer to all my makeup woes?!

Well, here is the answer (in a very creepy close up photo of my eyelids, heavily made up):


Yes, those are fake eyelashes. No, I don't usually wear that much peacock blue eyeshadow. This was taken at approximately 3 AM after I arrived home from a dance. That makeup was applied at approximately 6 PM AND I was dancing for hours in a hot, sweaty barn with lots and lots of hot, sweaty people. You will notice how it is all still evenly applied and not darkening my under eye region.

Today, when I put on more Halloween make up (more fake eyelashes and normal eyeshadow), I sang a love song to my eye primer. I will never go without eye primer again. Sigh.

I'm so excited for Halloween.

That is all.

Friends laugh together.

I've been thinking about certain friendships I have lately and have been curious about something. Can anyone else categorize their friendships based on freaky strange coincidences in regards to musical, movie, TV or clothing taste? Because I can do that.

Like Alyssa, for instance. Alyssa and I have been friends for nearly two years now and we dress alike quite often. We did it when we saw each other several times a week and we do it now when we are only seeing each other once a month or so. It's not the same exact outfit, but it's eerily close. Most recently, it was jeans, tan shirts, black vests and a chunky necklace and scarf. It's random and funny and I love it.

Another example is Megan. We generally are in the mood for the same movies, music or TV at the same time. I will catch her online and one of us will mention a movie or tv show or song that we recently watched and/or listened to and chances are that the other one watched or listened to the same thing (or something incredibly similar) within a day of each other. Just the other day, we both stopped talking to each other online because we were watching The Nightmare Before Christmas...and neither of us knew this until after the fact ("Sorry I didn't respond, I was sewing and watching Nightmare Before Christmas." "Me too!"). At the same time! That is weird, right?

Corynn and I generally listen to similar music as well...and children's programming.
Miri and I get addicted to the same facebook applications, but that's mostly on purpose. I still love it, though.

Lauren and I are the same person, so most of our similarities make sense, but we tend to get the same haircuts. The only exception is when I cut my hair above my shoulders, because Lauren never cuts her hair that short (at least not since high school and the 80s). Even when we lived 2,000+ miles apart. She would get her hair cut and I would get my hair cut and we would describe our hair to each other or see a photo and we would be like, "Wow. We did it again. Same exact hair."

So does this happen with anyone else? Is it strange or does it just seem strange to me?

Bubs

I've been trying to get more video of the boys lately. They are both saying and doing such funny things. Today Bubs was being silly. At one point he climbed up on Lauren's lap and just went "La la la la la la laaaaaaaa!" He sings and dances all the time. He has started singing along to specific songs. His favorites of the week are Sweet Caroline, Bushel and a Peck, The Ugly Duckling song from Hans Christian Andersen and Hold on Tight from Backyardigans. For a long time now, he has "snapped" to music. He sees me snapping or patting my hand on my knee to the beat and imitates it. So cute. It took us a while to figure out what he was doing with his hands was actually snapping because he just rubs his little fingers together.

Anyway, here is what I caught on film today. When he stops to fold his arms it is because I was standing behind my computer (which was taking the footage) and I stepped back and folded my arms to watch him. Then I put my hands on my hips and he copied me...which is a new thing he is imitating recently.

Best Post Ever.

If you have ignored all the other awesome things I have shared with you since starting this blog, well now is the time to pay attention.

Annie shared this link with me so she gets the pleasure of being an example. What you do is you input some stuff in the box. A sentence, a blog post, whatever. Here is my original text:

Annie is the most amazing person in the world. She rocks. I hope she doesn't mind that I sat on her bed when we were roommates in college.

When you are done, you can submit the text with a smaller dictionary or a larger dictionary depending on how many words you want to be made available.

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Oh boy. I tried to narrow those results down to my favorites, but I couldn't pick a favorite. I also just laughed so hard I am now crying. This thing is the best invention ever. My life is better having found it and yours should be too.

Like a Rolling Stone

Remember how I love Yo Gabba Gabba because of the magical powers it holds over Bug? He loves that show. The past two days I have found sanity while Monkey is off playing with friends because of Yo Gabba Gabba. Bug asks sweetly for me to turn it on, he grabs a drink and the Magna Doodle and sits down on the couch to enjoy. He talks to the characters. He says hello and goodbye. He points and says "booh!" whenever a fish comes on the screen and "nana!" whenever a banana is shown. He makes silly faces and is totally amazed at all the cool tricks. He dances....this is my favorite part. Sometimes he gets down off the couch so he can learn the steps of the dancey dance - his favorite from the episodes we've been watching is the Peanut Butter Stomp. Other times, he stays on the couch, walking back and forth, shaking his head with one hand on his hip. It looks like a Mick Jagger imitation and it makes me laugh to no end. So. Stinking. Cute.

Disappeared!

As I expected, I had an early morning. Wil is working in DC and had to take the train so he's gone today from 5AM to 7PM and Lauren is working down in MD so I have the boys all day. Of course Bug decided to wake up at 5:45. He drank his "boo" (bottle of milk) while I tried to get a couple more minutes of sleep. He was good and snuggled until 6:15, but no more sleep for either of us.

I was terrified any noise we made would wake up Monkey - he doesn't like being woken up, he has to do it himself if you want a truly happy kid. Monkey was sleeping in his parent's bed without a noise maker, so I couldn't close any doors to block sound. Bug and I moved down to the couch and watched some Yo Gabba Gabba (Halloween and Scary, very festive) while he finished his boo and ate "booboo" crackers (Goldfish - he can't say fish, and boo is pretty much his back up word for everything he can't say). And maybe that is where you might start judging me, but I feel no guilt. I will happily sit a kid in front of the TV with some fish crackers at 6AM in the hopes of catching a few more precious moments of sleep.

That all turned out nicely and Monkey came down at 7AM. He was still half asleep and complaining about not being able to find his blankie, but he (thankfully) was appeased with his Zizi blankie (the quilt I made him). He snuggled up to me and said, "Zizi, Daddy was sleeping in the bed with me, but then he disappeared!" That's when I decided we would probably be having a very nice morning. I turned on The Great Pumpkin (again, judge away, I don't care) and gave him a bowl of dry Apple Jacks while Bug ate some "you-you" (yogurt) and proceeded to be overwhelmingly cute. He modeled the new cape I made for him. Monkey lounged on the couch.

At one point, Monkey....um...passed some gas and I asked him about it. "Do you need to go potty?" "No, but some steam just came out of my Pull-Up when my butt burped!" Yeah. Awesome. Thanks for that.

Then I tried to take a shower. Both boys were happy and distracted so I went upstairs to shower as quick as possible, but Bug was not fooled. He followed me up there and started to undress himself and joined me. That made my shower twice as long as it should have been. Then I had to find clothes for the boys (Monkey has like 3 pairs of pants, all of which were hidden) while Monkey helped himself to another bowl of Apple Jacks. Did I care? Nope. Were we running late? Of course. Monkey picked out a red shirt and asked to wear it ("I love red!") and as I was putting it on, he gave me a hug and said, "Now am I the cutest ever!?" Of course he was!

So, basically, I'm hoping this morning was a good sign for the rest of the day. Monkey is off playing with friends and Bug is taking a morning nap. My strategy is to pretty much let them do whatever they want so as to avoid any and all tantrums. You want more Apple Jacks? Sure. Go for it. You want to walk around without pants even though it's 50 degrees? Sure. I'll just pull your socks up higher.

It should be a great day.

Schtuff

Can you tell I've been babysitting again? I have a lack of posts when I babysit. It's not that things aren't happening, but when babysitting coincides with bronchitis, I have even less things to say when those two things are together...because who really wants to hear about all of those nasty details? I certainly don't and I'm the one they are happening to.

The other day we were listening to a cd I made for the boys and a song came on from Chitty Chitty Bang Bang that used the word "dear." Monkey asked me what that word meant and I told him it was a word for someone you loved. He said, "Zizi dear, I love you." I said, "Thank you, Adam dear." He said, "You're welcome, Zizi dear!!" It was adorable. I love that kid.

I spent a couple of days down with my nephews and niece and that was a lot of fun. They are getting so big and Hailey was so excited to see me. I got lots of tickles and cuddles which always makes me happy.

I still don't have a job (hence the babysitting) and that pretty much sucks big time. There's no sugar coating it. The end.

And finally, don't forget the blogject. www.becominglovely.blogspot.com

Doodle Bug

The boys have been sick lately. First it was colds and sinus infections. Then Monkey got croup and Bug got a flu shot. The diapers have been horrifying and this morning he unleashed the contents of his stomach all over his mommy's lap, but he's been so cuddly. Part of me hates to see them sick and another part of me loves that I'm around to receive all the hugs and snuggles. Bug fell asleep in my arms this morning while I was on Facebook. He just snuggled up and hummed himself to sleep - that is not the norm. After his nap he asked me to tie a red pillow case around his neck for a cape and he happily walked around singing songs (sounding a whole lot like ABCs) and talking to Lightening McQueen (a large version that talks that he has been attached to this week).

And this is a bit of an overshare, but too funny not to record...I'll try to be as nice as possible. His diapers are kind of explosive. You can hear when he needs a change. The funny part is that "it" will happen and he'll say something that sounds a lot like "excuse me" with this sheepish look on his face.

At least we know these boys have a grasp of manners.

Miss Piggy

I remembered. I was listening to this song thinking about how the lyrics are kind of funny. I loved this movie (well, all things Muppets really, especially Muppet Babies) when I was little.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=npUdoua5JSs

When she grows up she is going to do the following things:

1. Be a movie star
2. Learn to drive a car
3. Be a veterinarian
4. Love Kermit the Frog
5. Be the "cutest model you ever saw"
6. Study criminal law
7. Learn to scuba dive
8. Be a singer
9. Learn to fly a plane
10. Be a doctor for diseases
11. Help Kermit with his sneezes
12. Practice neuro-surgery on Kermit's brain
13. Climb the Matterhorn
14. Have children with Kermit
15. Be a good mommy

That's quite the list. I don't think I was ever that ambitious.

Also, Baby Rolf playing the piano is just cute, right?

Meh

I was driving back from Calvert County yesterday with my BIL and I was listening to music and I had a thought for a post. Then I became overwhelmingly sleepy and had to pull over and switch spots so I could take a nap. Now I've spent a good portion of yesterday and today trying to remember what I was going to blog about and I still can't think of it. It was good though, I promise.

I'm thinking it might have had something to do with Miss Piggy because I was definitely listening to music from The Muppets.

Also, I miss my sister and the boys. I spent the end of last week babysitting for another family (Wed-Sat) and now they are still down at my parents while my BIL and I are here in WV. It's too quiet. Although, it's probably better that they aren't here because I pretty much spend the whole night coughing and I'd be worried about waking them up.

And just in case you don't also read my sister's blog...go check it out and see for yourself how cute my nephews can be. My favorite part? Well, there's a few, but mostly it's "Lady and the Twamp" and Bug putting his finger on his nose to say "shhhh."