Cass has really loved sitting here and looking outside. I wonder what runs through her little baby mind. Probably something like, “Mmm. This ladybug doesn’t taste half bad.”
Twilight November 25, 2008
I thought the book was better.
Of course, you’d say. But seriously, there were times I felt sorry for the people in the theater that may not have read the book. I didn’t see how the movie made sense to them without knowing the feelings or intentions of the characters in the movie. It made it much more shallow.
This a normal way to feel about a movie when you’re read the book.
I’ve been reading a lot of others comments, blogs and reviews on the movie/book. As with anything, there are many opposing views on the morality of the nature of the subject. I’ve read from those who think supporting the book or movie to any degree is supporting the occult, and I’ve read about others who think that understanding their fascination with Edward has deepened their relationship with Christ.
I don’t know how much more I’ll read these opinion until I’m finished with all of the books. I have almost spoiled the story for myself, and Scott can back me up here, I go a little ballistic when a plot gets spoiled. Even if it gets spoiled for him. Even if I find out he sought out the end of the book or the movie beforehand. Even if I catch hm reading the back of the Buffy DVD collection before we watch and episode we’ve already seen 5 times.
Friday Favorites, Issue 2 November 21, 2008
Hello. And welcome to Friday Favorites!
I noticed my video from last week quit working and I think that’s a shame. I hope some of you got to see it, and if you didn’t I highly recommend looking it up on You Tube. Look for something like “Andy Samberg punching people before they eat.” And then marvel in the genius of that sentence.
Let’s get started on some of my favorites this week, shall we?
Are you feeling down? Feeling blue? Have I got the thing for you!
These signs may have been one of the many things that made C&C Music Factory go “hmm”. They certainly made me. They don’t just speak truth, they speak it in a way that we can all understand. Here’s one for my own personal endeavors.
I’d like to hang that on the wall in my office. Also know as my living room. But wait! There’s more! There’s not only a sign for all of us, but also for all places.
This one is for you who have a real office, with real meetings. May you gracefully spend your time nit-picking over things that don’t matter and inadequatly arguing over solutions that don’t make sense.
You can hang this one at church!
Congress has a new motto.
Now that we have been demotivated in constructive behavior, let’s move on to hobbies!
- Cooking!
It’s the perfect time to get in the kitchen and experiment. So far I have made pumpkin butter, pumpkin soup, and sweet and savory brandy bread pudding. Right now they are sitting in the freezer waiting to be dethawed and devoured. Before our Thanksgiving meal at my mama’s house I will make homemade eggnog and gingerbread white chocolate blondies. I would like to make pumpkin biscuits, but for some reason I’m not much of a bread/biscuit maker. I would appreciate any tips or recipes!
I have to wait to make the sweet stuff until right before the party because Scott and I can’t contain ourselves. We’re talking about two people who ended up with a baby on the way only one month after dating. Self-control is not our strong suit, people!
- These dudes.
Uncle Sock and nephew Caleb eating breakfast. What is it about bedhead that’s so endearing?
Caleb has trouble saying “Scott” so he just says “Sock”. Which is actually a lot better if you think about it.
Y’all get ready for Caleb. After I get my pictures organized you’ll see much more of him and he is a trip! He’s 2. Do I need to say more than that? I love 2 year olds and I think my little dude has got to be the coolest of them all.
I’ll let you know how I liked the movie. I would tell you what I think about the book here, but I think I’ll save it for a post of it’s own.
Have a good weekend!
You Make Bathtime So Much Fun November 20, 2008
Cass still has to take baths in the kitchen sink because we are still using our bathtub as storage. I know. I know.
I know. I know. I know.
A few months ago when I saw that she was going to really enjoy bath time I bought her some bath toys. We started giving her just two or three to play with while we washed her down, but on a whim one night, the same night I apparently lost my mind, I threw her whole collection of toys in the sink during her bath. There were 10 floating rubber toys circling her like a merry-go-round and – I don’t know how to say this serious enough – she went spastic. It truly was the happiest moment of her life. She was watching for the next toy to circle round and she’d pass the toy in her right hand to her left, hold that toy in her mouth, and pick up the next toy with her now empty right hand, throw the toy in her left hand down and pass the right one along. This started happening at a pretty quick pace and she continued in her cycle for a couple minutes then looked at me with rabid bloodshot eyes and hung her head and sobbed. SOBBED.
It was hilarious!
So now we’re back to just 2 or 3 toys.
She doesn’t know the world of water the tub would offer, and for now that’s ok because you should see the kitchen when she’s done with her bath. She puts no small amount of effort into throwing the water around.
Move over, Moses. There’s a new kid in town.
Facts About Daily Life: By Kristen and Scott November 19, 2008
Time we get up: 4:58am Why we get up: Cass crows
Second time we get up: 6 something several snoozes later
Exhaustion: unbelievable I can deal
No heater: Scott moves a space heater to keep us warm hey! it works
Favorite breakfast: waffles and fried eggs not at 4:30am
What we eat: triscuits and coffee cereal, yeah!
Scott’s clothes: hello 1995 1995…good year
My clothes: hello same thing I’ve worn for the last 3 days um-uh!
Morning routine: Cass crying planning lesson should’ve done last week
Scott leaving for work: Cass and I crying I miss them already
Passing time: drink 5 cups of coffee 2 cups of coffee 1st period planning
Lunch: lean cuisine awesome sandwich made by awesome wife
Ponder: what’s a shower feel like these days? it feels so good, while there’s hot water
Favorite cocktail: coffee and adderall beer
Favorite cocktail: not gonna happen beer
Favorite cocktail: a girl can dream beer
Cass’ favorite food: paper mommy
Chores: where do I even start? let me do it
Chores: do I even start? I ask the same question
Cass: ADORABLE Cherub
Last time I brushed my hair: I don’t remember I did it, that why she can’t remember
Last time I brushed my teeth: hmmm… Soniccare rules!
Potty break: is it called a break if a baby is on your lap? Ah, the throne.
Favorite song: Stanley Steamer commercial I don’t do advert-is-ments
3 o’clock: watch front door anxiously for Scott Don’t show up till 4, big smiles when i get home
Smell: is that me? yep
Favorite food: fajitas and burritos steak and potato(e)s, that’s for you Danny
Dinner: lean cuisine anything Kristen cooks, anything!
Hours spent breastfeeding already today: 28 our life is different than it used to be
Welcomed change: cool weather still blue sky
Old reliable: boogers landmines on the bedposts
What I absolutely hate: boogers I love to freak her out
Where I’m from: Earth they only place that would have her
Where Scott’s from: somewhere it’s OK to scratch your balls in public Let freedom ring!
TV: excuse to be lazy damned liberal media
TV: glorious choices
Worst thing Cass put in her mouth today: my toe remember bedpost ?
Worst thing I put in my mouth today: I don’t know what it was but it wasn’t a cheerio Ibid
Number of pounds I lost this month on my diet: 10 she’s lookin’ good y’all
Number of pounds Scott lost this month just switching to diet soda: 15 I’m lookin’ good y’all
How I feel about that: (insert long uncomfortable silence with deadpan stare here) uncomfortable silence
Cass bedtime: bunches of kisses so sweet
Breastfeeding: 36 new life
Nighttime: we are professional wrestlers! she’s much stronger after pregnancy
Laughs: like crazy! don’t wake up the baby
Bedtime: Stewart and Colbert I’ll give you a back rub
Back rubs: a must anytime
Scott going to the bathroom: inevitable when you gotta go…
Scott waking up the baby: inevitable you gotta go
Me having to deal with it: inevitable when you need to sleep…
Frustration: outrageous huh? what’d you say? I couldn’t hear you. I was sleeping.
How handsome Scott is with bedhead: OH MY GOD she thinks I’m handsome
Love: overflowing outpouring!
Tomorrow: again please! can’t wait!
It’s Cheaper Than A Flu Shot November 17, 2008
If you’re anything like me, and you’re probably much more sane, you don’t take the 20 minutes needed to hook up the seat cover on the Walmart cart before you throw you’re kid in and plug her up with a pasi! The time it takes to install those 30 layers of fabric to the front of my cart can make or break my day. Here. Read this article. Now all you moms out there can join me in a very loud “EEEEEEEW.” While it’s inevitable that Cass is going to spit out her pasi in a fit of uncontrolled excitement – or fear - at the first person who waves at her, I am willing to let the girl get some germs in order to help her build up that immunity. In fact we should all just pick a day and take our kids to store, let them lick the carts and each other, and then we should bathe them in the public restrooms.
It’s cheaper than a flu shot.
And somewhere my mother just gasped outloud.
Friday Favorites November 14, 2008
For a while I’ve been wanting to do a themed blog once a week. I thought of several different approaches to this, I could do a blog on music by itself, along with TV, clothes, food, books, and believe me when I say I could blog EVERYDAY about coffee. I actually dream about coffee, and I’m not just saying that so you’ll think I’m weird. For those of you who don’t know, I worked as a barista for several years and I love to make coffee. I like to make up drinks. I loved steamed milks and creams and foam and at one time in my life I was drinking 20 espresso shots a day. I fully expect the energy I consumed during that time to last me until I die.
I’ve decided to do “Friday Favorites”. I’ll post some of my favorite things, and I’m using the word “favorite” very liberally here. For example:
Purple is my favorite.
Fajitas are my favorite.
Socks are my favorite.
Nursing bras are not my favorite.
“Smiling is my favorite.”
I’ll post links and pictures of some things that I mostly can’t afford and then you’ll have all weekend to go out and buy the things I recommend. That’s right. I’m your new shopping guru. Except not really. And if you have suggestions sent it my way. I mean, I may even showcase your blog! So you better be nice to me.
Just kidding.
Just kidding. Just kidding. Just kidding.
Today favorites:
- Digital Shorts. You can find many of them here and here. I posted this video in particular for my friend Mel Mel. When life knocks you down may you always make a full recovery worth a Jovi solo, Mel. You are so loved!
Seriously, if you aren’t reading this blog you are missing out! It’s my first check of the day. She’s hilarious, and she loves Target. I can totally relate to people who love Target. My husband grounded me from Target, so for now I just live vicariously though her adventures in the world of cheap retail done up pretty.
I MISS YOU TARGET.
The song “Jesus Saves” is becoming one of my all time favorites. (You can listen to samples of the song on the link.) I sing this one in the car. I sing it like I mean it. And I mean it. The redeemed will sing forever, y’all!
I think having a collection of these flowers in different sizes and colors would be really fun. You could use them as accessories on almost anything, and you can mix and match! And for all you men out there, that’s a great Christmas present for the ladies! While you’re over there check out the scarves and the men’s t-shirts!
That’s it for this Friday. I’ll be back next Friday with more of my favorites. Keep an eye out for your favorites, too!
Y’all have a great weekend!
Dear Paula Deen, November 13, 2008
Today you “went bananas” and made all your dishes with bananas.
Paula Deen, I’ve loved you ever since I saw your affinity for butter and cream cheese. I appreciate how your definition of cooking is mixing several different forms of cholesterol together and coating them with sugar. I love that about you, Paula Deen. But I do not, under any circumstance, want to eat a ham and cheese and bacon and potato chip and BANANA casserole. What are you thinking? Have you gone bananas?
Paula Deen, I’ve loved you ever since you were on Elizabethtown. I thought you did a marvelous job making your jams for Orlando Bloom and it inspired me to daily beg my husband to grow his hair like Orlando’s and ask him to dress up like Legolis during the holidays. I don’t recall you using bananas during that movie and I now think that was to your own benefit.
And, Paula Deen, I do not know what constitutes you calling a dish “healthy”, and maybe it’s just me, but just because you add a quarter banana to a pound of butter doesn’t make it healthy. Also, Paula Deen, when you say “this is a snack you wouldn’t feel bad cooking for your kid after school” I always laugh to myself. Not because I would feel bad feeding your snacks to my kid after school, but because yeah right, I’m not cooking after school snacks for my kids. That’s what bananas are for.
In the great words of the philosopher Stefani, “This sh@# is bananas. B-A-N-A-N-A-S.”
Love Kristen
8 Months November 11, 2008
Dear Cass,
First of all…
look at those feet! You’re getting so big. You wear a size 3 in shoes and your feet look incredibly big next to your skinny legs. Maybe it’s cause you’re always poking out your big toe.
By the way, you feel asleep drinking your juice on the way home from Fayetteville. It was one of those times when you WOULD NOT STOP CRYING NO MATTER WHAT I DID. Why do you do that? Good thing I love you. It doesn’t do you any harm to be so cute, either. I can say that cause you don’t look a thing like me. You are all Daddy, but you act just like me which has got to be the scariest thing I’ve ever experienced. I’m so sorry!
Last month you learned to stand up. The next picture is the first time I caught you standing. You were in your old crib. The minute you saw me you started spitting, as is your typical voice of displeasure, and you then you cried. Notice how your crib wall is way too small. Thankfully, your cousin Caleb is letting you borrow his crib for now. It’s a good thing because you already know how to jump and you surly would have propelled yourself over the edge of that crib in no time.
You did that about 2 days after you started crawling. Thank you for giving me time to adjust between milestones. Mommy appreciates that.
You really tear up everything you can reach now, and you’re starting to figure out where we hide stuff from you. I used to put your crackers in the side pocket of the recliner and you are all too familiar with that now. You also know where I keep my boobs which has proved humiliating a few times. But who can say NO to a face like this?
We got to go out to dinner with Aunt Amy and her sister and niece. You guys played well together and you are always so excited to see other kids. The nursery workers at church think you are so friendly. What is their secret? I’m kidding. Most of the time you really are so pleasant and sanguine. I’m so glad you’re my kid!
Why are you such a messy eater? Is that a learned behavior? Probably. Daddy sometimes gets whole sandwiches stuck in his beard.
Girlfriend, I must crack you up. And I do. You crack me up too.
I love you, Booty.
Mama
