Saturday, January 8, 2011
Last, but certainly not least, my Great Aunt Wendy
There is actually one more person who belongs on this list, but I am not going to touch on her today. In fact, she will be in a separate blog. Stay tuned!
These wonderful people have brought me through the most troubling times of my life. These wonderful beings are the reason I am alive today.
I love you all so much and thank you so much for everything you have ever done and given me. Your time above all else, because it has meant the world to me. You have pulled me through the toughest of times and for that I can never repay you.
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Monday, April 6, 2009
When Will and I first got together, I hated veggies. Hated. With a passion even. ...and in past tense.
I just didn't know.
I look back now and I can't believe how sad it really was not to know all the good stuff out there.
Which is also probably why I am always pushing veggies on people, so sorry, if you are one the poor souls who have to listen to ramble on about how cool veggies are.
Will and I have experimented and tried more and more veggies and I can't believe how versatile and yummy most of them truly are.
When William was an infant I made all of his baby food. He barely ate jarred once or twice when he was a tad older. Yes, I feel a tad bit proud of myself over it.
Being that I made my own, I also would grab ice cubes of it out of the freezer to toss in things. Orange with orange, green with green. You know, butternut squash + mac and cheese or pasta with spinach or broccoli or cauliflower, which blends nicely into almost anything!
But then it kept going. I don't have infants around here anymore and I still cook and puree all kinds of stuff to keep in the freezer. I throw veggies, and occasionally fruit into everything.
My kids beg for my Pink Pancakes. (Recipe to come one day, but until then, think boxed pancake mix, beets (cooked & pureed), applesauce, cinnamon & vanilla).
Another trick I have begun in the past six months or so is V8. I keep a sheet on stock in the fridge from Costco and I put it in everything.
It's really great in pastas or sauces. I love it.
But it requires a taste, so I started small with everything.
Namely, I put a tad in the bottom of my children's milk. I know, disgusting right? But they LOVE it now.
In fact, all week, they have been walking around asking for my weirdo concoctions in their cups.
"Today I'd like water, milk and juice."
"Mommy, can I have Ensure and Tea."
Or Willliam really really begged for milk and water yesterday. Really. We already use 1%. How much more clear does he want?
Houston, I've created a problem, but I guess it's not that bad right?
On another note, my weekend was slam packed fun busy! Here are some pics from yesterday's adventure... and next time we go on that long butt hike Laura, let's bring a camera to get sweat faces and swollen feet.
My sis and I.
One of my favorite aunties, cousin and I.
One of my favorite cousins and I.
...and my favorite, the best of buddies, again.
...and the reason for the party, my cousin (well, both are, but on the right) is visiting from the Army. Sniff sniff, my brother should be right between them.
Happy Monday, hope you're having less cramps that I, but are at least half as joyous as I!
Sunday, March 30, 2008
Yesterday was awesome. I drove down to the East Bay where (most of) my family and friends live.
I finally went in and got my Bridesmaid dress for my Brother in law and magnificent fiance's wedding. :) It's not exactly what I had in mind (we got to pick our own) but nothing really seemed to fit my body right. Why is that those things never come in the same size you are and totally range on the measurements? Kate and I were between 3 sizes! Sylvia was between 2, but she chose a dress that the hip measurement didn't matter... otherwise she probably would have been between three also! I don't get that.
Afterwards we did lunch, which for me was like straight out of a Sex & the City episode. Though many parts of the conversation I can not reveal on here... I would like to mention a few that had me literally laughing my ass off while I told my husband last night and he rolled his eyes in our lameness. :)
- I always like to give people a hard time and be playful, so when he came and reached over Kate to grab her glass, he said "Oh, excuse me for reaching over you." As he walked away, I said "You are not excused, that is unacceptable." He turned around with a look of horror and wasn't sure what to say. I said "I was joking." I thought he might spit in our food or something he didn't like my humor... until he came back and while setting down Sylvia's drink said, "here's your coke"... Sylvia hates coke. He was like, "Oh, just joking." :P
- Later on, our male server (who leaves for Iraq in a week) walked into our conversation of DSL's. (Don't know what that is? You might not be old enough too! ;) He said "uh, I think I walked into a bad part of the conversation, or good."
- Meanwhile, there was plastic in my salad. Therefore he came to the table and said "Would you like your ($20) meal free or a complimentary dessert? My friend Sylvia is the cheapest, yet most giving person there is... she's like "Do you really have to ask? Hmmm... $4 or $20. Duh!"
- Then there was the conversations I can't reveal, that are like straight out of Sex conversation that you can't be obligated to know. ;) Psht... my cousins and stuff read this! :D
On another exciting note my sister got her own apartment a few weeks ago (Go Randa!) and I got to finally go check it out. Bling bling Miranda with her fancy dining table and couch. Very cute. She makes me so proud all grown up and responsible... but wow, grown up?
While I was in her apartment I commented on her candy dishes (as they are very antique-y and I had never seen them before). She pulled one off the bottom and showed me how it was broke, but it was from our Grandma, so she couldn't just throw it away. That's not the part that had my laughing... my Grandma actually gave it to her broke. Yup, that was our Grandma Della. Cooky and wacky, but so entertaining.
For some reason my Aunt Aimee kept popping into my head. I kind of thought there should be a blog about her.... so here it goes:
My Aunt Aimee was the coolest and most awesome-ist Aunt if there ever was one. Let me tell you why:
- She's only 7 years older than I.
- We used to go to the movies together like friends when she first got her license, it was so cool.
- We lived together on and off for most of my life and she seriously was always like my sister.
- She used to pick me up from Middle School in her Mitsubishi Eclipse. Duh, like so cool.
- She worked for Macy's Clinique and another makeup line...? for a while and I used to get TONS of samples and hand me downs. I still love Estee Lauder's Mascara beyond all others!
- She actually taught me about sex. Yup.
- When she babysat me... we'd make bargains. I wouldn't tell on her if she invited her friends/boyfriends over if I was allowed to watch my favorite Rated "R" movies without her telling. Yup, sorry Mom, Dad and Gramma.
- Once we went to Taco Bell and she changed her shirt in the drive through and went to the window without it on going duh. So not self-conscious and I love that in a person.
- We were in High School and my Grandparents moved away we lived in their house together. My family and my Aunt Aimee. It was so cool. We had the same taste in clothes, shoes and the whole nine yards. We used to trade everything back and forth. :)
- Oh and I used to help her study in college. I remember when I was in High School she was taking this Sex Ed class on how mentally challenged people had sex in wheelchairs and stuff, yeah, there was a class on it and I was the one who quizzed and prepped her. No one else in my family would have gone there!
Aimee was always one of my biggest role models ever. I still love her to death, but two hours apart and four kids later, I don't get to love on her as much. Her daughter is 4, son is 2 this month and as you know, my children are 3 in June and 18 months. It's pretty having kids together though. We always joked we would have our kids together and do the marriage thing and stuff. I so remember childish conversations that we had like dorks talking about stuff. She's a riot.
Now you've learned yet another thing that has made me who I am today. :)