Healthy body, healthy spirit, healthy mothering. This is the journey I have set out on with my two amazing children.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

rot in hades martha

I loathe Martha Stewart. And Donna Reed and Mrs. Cosby and the lady from the how to quilt show on PBS. Damn sewers. (That should be read as sew-ers not soo-ers as in the stinky place filled with crap).

I broke a needle (my last one) while trying to sew Kelen's pushcart derby patch onto his Cub Scouts brag rag. *sigh*

Monday, September 17, 2007

leftovers

We are not having leftovers because I am in a down mood. On the contrary, today has been a good day. Kelen started his first day at Vanderhoof and he loved it. I really like his teacher and one of the dads already came up to me and introduced himself and invited Kel to tomorrow nights cub scouts meeting. Neva had dance so we are rushed tonight. Leftovers are quick, Kelen's lunch is already made and it is time for Prison Break. That Wentworth Miller is the hottest preppie lookin' man I ever did see. *heart fluttering*

Saturday, September 15, 2007

natural soda & free range chickens make for good dinner
















My sis and current roommate, L and I are sick. So I made homemade chicken noodle soup from a free range chicken and many, many organic vegies. I also recently discovered this yummy natural soda which comes in many yummy flavors. I don't have to feel so guilty about letting my kids have pop if they drink this stuff. No caffeine, no artificial colors or preservatives, none of that ucky high fructose corn syrup. Yay for "healthy" soda. I know that is a bit of an oxymoron but it makes me feel a bit better about my mommying skills.

And while I am thinking about it, the crockpot is a busy, single momma's best friend. Well, that and a good vibrator but that is a whole other kettle o' fish. I can throw the ingredients into this bad boy and several hours if not a whole day later I have a healthy meal for my kids. Hooray!

Friday, September 14, 2007

moving

Yep. The kids and I are moving once again. I found an apartment for rent that has a big back yard for the kids to play in. It's really more of a duplex than an apartment but for some reason it is not called a duplex. Oh well, that doesn't really matter. Anyway, I am so psyched about this move for the following reasons:
-it is only about a mile away from where we currently live
-I won't have to have any roommates (I love you L & T but I am too old to live with
20- somethings)
-utilities are included in the rent
-I can walk around nekkid in my living room (as long as kids are sleeping of course)
-kids and I can take baths once again without bothering anyone else
-the school kids will be going to is A LOT better than where they currently are
-I can leave my quilting crap out w/ nobody moving it, same goes for games we are playing,
other crafty crap we are working on, books I am reading, socks I take off and leave by my
shoes etc...
-I don't have to EVER pick up after anyone else (other than my kids) and I don't have to
feel bad because she is picking up after me.
-No worries about eating food that someone else bought
-No more complaints about what time my kids wake up, how loud they are, their toys being
in the way...
-I can use my own dishes, pots & pans & can decorate my kitchen as I want to

Woohooo! I am so excited and I cannot wait to get my keys, probably this coming week. The owner said we could start moving in before October and she wouldn't charge me any extra rent. I already paid for October and she is letting me pay the security deposit over the next 3 months. That is a major blessing for us because I have the tranny payments to make as well.

I will be sure to post some pictures as soon as I have 'em.

Tuesday, September 04, 2007

Songs that bring an evil little *smirk* err smile to my face

-Smile by Lily Allen "When you first left me I didn't know what to say...at first when I see you cry, yeah it makes me smile!...now you say that you want me back and it don't mean jack..it just makes me smile." heehee PERFECTION

-Rehab by Amy Winehouse I am not all about the drug addictions, I know this, but something about this song is just freaking amazing.

-The Real Slim Shady by Eminem this is purely me being a hypocrite. R and I used to fight (read scream, shout, cuss) about Eminem all the time. R was obsessed with him and I got sick of my 10 month old learning to say f*ck you in tune and in time with the frigging cd. Now, I love this dam song. *smirk*

-Hate (I really don't like you) by the Plain White T's Another great end of relationship song. "Hate is a strong word but I really, really, really don't like you. Now that it's over I don't even know what I liked about you." Self-explanatory.

-Date Rape by Sublime He dates rapes a chick, "she picks up a rock, threw it in the car, hits him in the head now he's got a big scar." Then she throws his ass in jail where "he is butt-raped by a large inmate". Sick. I know. I am sick but this one truly cheers me up.

Super sweet not so sloppy joes



We were in the mood for sloppy joes last night. I had some sauce I had made and frozen that needed to be used and for once I found ground beef on sale and we used that rather than ground turkey. This was pretty darn good. We didn't have any hamburger buns so what I did was, crumble the ground beef into the skillet and then layered 3 thinly sliced potatoes and 1/4 yellow onion on top of that. Pour the sauce over the whole thing, cover it and let it simmer on medium low for 30 minutes. Shazaaam! Super sweet sloppy joes. Now the reason I added the "not so" to our sloppies is because the potatoes soak up a lot of the extra sauce, therefore no need to use a bun. :) I "made" garlic bread because the kids asked for it. Basically a bit of olive oil brushed on some wheat bread and then a light sprinkling of garlic salt. Hip hip hooray for quick, easy meals that the kids actually like! Oh, and I added a very basic tossed salad for some veggie goodness. The dessert was just a can of apple pie filling with a crumbley topping. In case you don't know, crumbley topping is melted butter, brown sugar and oatmeal which you toss on top of the filling and bake for about 15 minutes. Put a spoonful in a dish, add a dollop of whipped cream to the top, add another dollop of whipped cream straight into your mouth and the kids' and voila! :)
The kids' and I are really working on sticking to our budget. Hence, all the VERY basic, but also healthy meals. This is what we call single mother gourmet. I bought two 3-packs of organic romaine lettuce (buy one get one free) and 4 cucumbers. A tossed salad goes with any meal and Neva and I often have some for lunch. Potatoes are really quite cheap, at least here in CO they are and they can be dressed up or down in a multitude of ways. I have spent the last couple days going through my HUMONGOUS collection of cookbooks and I now have a 2 page list of recipes we would like to try. Of course, when I say we, I really mean, me. After all...my children love to eat but they are not so much fond of meal planning.
I am going to check out a house tomorrow morning...this one allows cats, has washer/dryer hookups, is in our same neighborhood, landlord pays ALL utilities, tile floors, and is on the lower level. *crossing fingers* It would be nice if something would work out fairly easily this year. Which reminds me the tow truck should be here any minute to pick up Seymour to install his new tranny. I gotta go.
Currently listening to: Wagner's Tristan and Isolde

Sunday, September 02, 2007

bad day

So I did nothing today. Well not exactly "nothing". I did get up, shower and go to church. Then we were supposed to go to a bbq with some friends of moms but I could not find the place. By the time I got good directions I was more than halfway home, hot and cranky. I really did not want to be around people today anyway. So we got home and I fed the kids, you guessed it...ramen noodles and I crashed out on the couch while they watched "Oliver and Company". Thank God for Linda cuz I still just wasn't able to force myself awake at dinnertime and she fed the kids for me. Actually she fed me too and she helped Nevaeh to make some really awesome cupcakes. This is when I say, "Self, it is a very good thing you did not move to another state...who would feed your kids when you are too depressed to move?". Sure as hell not so-called friends that make big speeches about always being there for the kids and then they disappear from your lives.

Saturday, September 01, 2007

wasting time

I hate wasting my time. It is too precious and I have so very little of it to spare. Clearly I am a moron that should not be allowed to pick and choose my own friends. I apparently have no discernment.

Example 1. I wasted several years of my life being friends with a woman, C. When I really needed her (when I got preggers) she bailed and we have barely spoken since. Of course there were a lot of other reasons behind this, jealousy, resentment, financial stuff, men, partying etc...but thats not the point.

Now I have wasted the last 2 years of my life being friends with a man that I thought was my best friend. There is nothing I held back from him, nothing at all. I was completely honest about who I am, who I have been, who I want to be. I am going through another life crisis (death of my dad) and he (B, not dad) disappears from my life. I clearly am sending out something, call it vibes, call it the subconcious, the collective unconcious, I really do not care what you label it...do I push people away when I am going through a crisis or do I subconciously choose loser friends that will NOT be there when the going gets tough? Either way I am the idiot/jackass in these scenarios that has wasted too much of my time on people that aren't true friends. Perhaps it is more of a combination of the two. I push them away and at the same time, the people I choose are not strong enough to work through that? Or aren't willing to work through that?

I have always been a control freak. My childhood was so out of control, there was always so much responsibility dumped on my tiny shoulders (as the oldest) that I learned to be super-independent. Super controlling. Call me Super Bitch! I do what needs to be done. If there is a family crisis people turn to me. If there is somebody that needs to be taken care of I will do it. Are you a schmuck that refuses to grow up? I will feed you, clothe you, lend you my car. Are you an alcoholic/druggie that wants to remain stuck in the shitfest that you call life? I will try to rescue you. Are you a manic phobic personality that craves constant attention? Please, allow me to put my own family on the back burner to enable you.

And if we bring this around to the way I cook when I am in these moods. I cannot even post the picture because it was too disgusting. I made some long grain rice. Very simple, I prepare it in a beef broth which adds some subtle flavor. However, my rice turned out undercooked and too mushy at the same time. How in the hell did I manage that!? I also made a very basic braised steak with a tomato garlic sauce. Sounds good? Mehhh. Not so good really. Even my roommate T did not compliment me on this one. How could he? He doesn't seem to be much of a liar.

Point of this rambling is: I don't do a good job of choosing friends. I think I will stick to my sisters and my kids for the time being.