Not Me Monday

I am not currently watching my daughter tear up a paper towel so I can blog for a few moments without her typing help. She adds letters to every word. Thank goodness for spell check.



I did not totally miss my daughter getting her four top teeth. I did not just find them this week, little and white and perfect. That totally explains why she has been sleeping in my bed for the last month or more. However, the last four days I have been sleeping next to my sweet husband who does not kick his feet into my ribs and it is wonderful.



After a few days of not being home for more than an hour at a time my house does not look like a tornado has been inside and bounced off all my walls like a pinball machine to destroy it from the inside out. Ugh.



Driving home from Christmas shopping on Friday the sweet husband and I passed a state lottery billboard for the weekly amount of 41 million dollars. 41 million dollars. We definitely did not spend the rest of the ride home deciding how we would spend it, give it, donate it and save it. It was a fun few moments of fantasy where I had both a country home on the land I've loved since I was sixteen and a lake house. Ahhhh...



I had three little girls under the age of three here last week. We spent the morning watching The Little Mermaid, dancing, singing, playing with dolls and sharing snacks in the floor like a picnic. The sweet husband thought this would help his cause with how many children we will have. It did not completely backfire on him when my cheeks hurt from smiling the whole time the girls and I were together. Oh, I want lots of kids and I want them all to be girls. Yeah!

10 Things Thursday

10 things on my if you win the lottery birthday/Christmas list

1. a new bigger home with land for my sweet husband & a big kitchen for me
2. a family vacation for ALL my family
3. a new car (my car is fine but my husband wants it so if I got a new one he could have mine)
4. a pink laptop all of my own for my blogging, shopping, facebooking needs
5. a second honeymoon trip
6. a shopping spree to include but not limited to Sephora, Nordstrom's, J Crew, Williams Sonoma, Restoration Hardware
7. new furniture for the whole house
8. a condo at Silver Mountain for our New Years Eve tradition
9. a weekly cleaning lady
10. a little recording studio


10 in real life things on my birthday/Christmas list

1. pedicure
2. airplane ticket to Portland to visit my bestie
3. hot stone massage
4. jeans
5. puffer vest
6. new camera
7. books books books
8. fingerless gloves
9. angel fern
10. new shoes/purse (not matching)

Radical Recipe

Glazed Apples

6 large apples, peeled, cored and in wedges
1 Tbsp lemon juice
1/2 cups sugar
1/2 packed light brown sugar
2 Tbsp flour
1 Tsp cinnamon
6 Tbsp melted butter

Drizzle lemon juice all over apple slices.

Mix all remaining ingredients except melted butter in bowl. Sprinkle over apples and stir to coat all slices.
Place apples in slow cooker and pour melted butter over top of them.

Cook on low for 3 hours.

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These apples are delicious and can be used for tons of things.

Serve warm over ice cream or use for apple pie filling.

Our favorite is caramel apple french toast. Use thick slices of french bread.

I just made turnovers using puff pastry and they were mmm mmm good too.

Not Me Monday

Check out tons of other things that did not happen at the mother of Not Me Monday.

Wednesday night after blogging, facebooking, working, looking for recipes and shopping a little bit, I did not try to watch the Adam Lambert AMA performance that was all over the internet and completely break my computer. It was down for the last four days. I was not upset that I didn't have access. I, also was not the least bit relieved.

We put up our Christmas tree yesterday. I did not buy all new ornaments at my favorite dollar store. After years of swearing that I would never use any colors other than the traditional red, green and white etc. I did not buy all pale green, pale blue, pink and purple glittery and sequined ornaments. It did not turn out to be my favorite tree of all time. All time.



Thanksgiving is spent at my parents house and it is always delicious, delightful and da bomb. (No, I did not just say that. Sorry, I ran out of d words). The only problem is there are no left overs at my house for hot turkey sammies. So, Saturday I did not prepare my own Thanksgiving dinner just for the leftovers. It made for some good sammies.

Not Me Monday

I did not freak out the lady who was taking my blood this afternoon by moving my arm (not the arm she had a needle jammed into) in some sort of fashion that she assumed I was going to be sick. I really don't like having blood work done but I have never been sick before. When she was done she said to me "I hope you get the results you are hoping for." I did not cry all the way out of the building.



I did not stay up until 3:30am reading a book that was recommended by my besty. She is amazing at books. It is called Hunger Games by Suzann Collins. I am going to start the next one as soon as I get home from dinner. Dinner at my parents. My dad just called and asked if I would come over for dinner and bring the kids to see him. I did not act like it wasn't already on my agenda for the night. Hee hee.



I did not try on a horizontal navy & white striped shirt that was in a bag of clothes from my besty even though I know stripes aren't the most flattering thing. I did not fall immediately in love with it and actually think it made me look thin.

Ramblies Ramblies

My dining room table is covered in crafties. Paint bottles & paint brushes, wooden frames, wooden ornaments, books, glitter, flowers, buttons, ribbon and numerous other things I can't see from here. I have been busy trying to get some things done while I have a 10 month old tugging on my leg and a six year old that wants to try his hand at everything I'm doing. Good times.

Tonight I'm going to a craft night with my sister at her church where I might just get some stuff done. Unless, that is I'm distracted by something...like a gorgeous, pale skinned man that sparkles.

Speaking of a sparkling man...I definitely stood in line last night for over two hours to see the midnight showing of New Moon. It was cold and there were some crazy girls and one really cool boy near us, there were stories and screams, a man with burritos for $5 which soon turned to free(which three of us shared during the previews). The movie was incredible and I giggled more than once at the young girls around us who were audibly in love with Jacob and Edward both. Love myself a vampire.

I also love myself a good thrift store. I am addicted to them. I love to find something that I can turn into something else. I love finding something that needs a little white paint and will belong in our home. I love the sticker that says $1. Ooooh, boy. I love finding old material that I have big plans for. I love a bag of buttons for cheap cheap cheap. I have found some really good treasures in the last few weeks. I will post some photos of some goodies that I am absolutely in love with. Something to look forward to.

Also looking forward to my birthday which is in one month from tomorrow. That's right the countdown has begun. I will apologize now for the reminders which you will most certainly be sick of by December 21. I can't help it...

10 Things Thursday

10 things that have made me smile in the last week

1. making pirate sugar cookies with my kids even if they looked nothing like pirate anythings
2. family dinner with the people who love me the most, always have, always will
3. finding $100 worth of my old craft goodies at my parents
4. my son's parent teacher conference where the teacher told me she wishes she had 24 of him
5. our first week of home group that made me proud of my husband and my kids (for different reasons) and a feeling of belonging for myself
6. making a little bit of money for my family without having to go back to banking
7. a dozen different naps with my sweet baby girl, I love naps and I love her...double whammy of wonderful
8. text messages from my girlfriends just to check on me, make me smile or just tell me that they love me
9. having a husband that happily took care of everything while I watched girl movies and cried
10. believing in God and knowing He loves me

My Own Medicine

This hopefully will be my cure.

Don't worry, I won't have too many.

And, yes I know this isn't a healthy way to cope.

But, it is a delicious way.

Maybe I will stop crying.

Maybe I won't feel so empty inside.

Literally empty.

My head hurts.

My stomach hurts.

My freshly broken heart hurts the most of all.

10 Things Thursday

10 things I can unfortunately do today that I could not do yesterday

1. Have a cocktail
2. Relax in my hot tub
3. Go tanning
4. Eat soft cheese & seafood
5. Paint my laundry room
6. Get back on my running schedule
7. Take medicine
8. Go to the hot springs for my birthday
9. Drink coca cola
10. Stop taking my prenatal vitamins


I wish I could have posted the 10 Things Thursday I wrote last night. It was much more fun to write.

I will save it and post it someday. Hopefully soon.

Dream Girls

Last night I had a dream that my dad called me in the morning and wanted me to get tickets to a concert that night. It was Sarah McLachlan, Nora Jones, Tori Amos, Ingrid Michealson and a few other lovely ladies that I can't remember. I do know this...my dad would never go to this concert. I also know that minus Tori Amos those ladies are among my favorites. It was like my own personal Lilith Fair. I remember looking online for the tickets and there were four seats left at the top row on both ends and they were only $34. Two tickets for me and a girlfriend and two tickets for my parents. I called to get the tickets and this is what I hear..."Hey Ada, it's Chad what can I do for you?" They must have some sort of ultimate caller id. I told him I needed tickets for the show...at least two. Apparently I was going to talk my dad out of it. Those tickets were most definitely for me. He was processing the tickets when we got disconnected. For some reason I didn't know we were disconnected so I was just waiting patiently for him to give me a total. When I realized Chad was not on the other end of the line I panicked and called him back. "Hey Ada, it's Chad. What can I do for you?" Um, friendly little Chad we got disconnected and I NEED those tickets. He had to look again because the tickets he had for me were now gone. While he was looking we got disconnected again. Are you kidding me? I was beside myself. I had to call him back. "Hey Ada, it's Chad. What can I do for you?" Well, for starters you can call me back using your crazy caller id when we get disconnected. And, then you can GET ME SOME TICKETS. Oh and I was standing in some mall. And my dad showed up and I was trying to talk him out of going to the concert. He was telling me that the guys he works with wanted to go too so could I get as many tickets as I could. (My dad is a mechanic and I was in his shop yesterday and I can pretty much guarantee the guys in there do not know who Sarah McLachlan is.) Chad was still looking for my tickets when I woke up. And I woke up mad. Mad that I was not going to spend the night with some fabulous, beautiful ladies with voices like angels. Ugh.