Welcome to my less than perfect life!

Embracing the imperfections that make my life practically perfect in every way.

Thursday, November 17, 2011

World Prematurity Day

Today is World Prematurity Day.  We have had two premature babies.  Because of this, our family supports the March of Dimes and preventing prematurity is a cause close to our hearts.  Please click the link below to visit the March of Dimes web site and help support them in their efforts to educate about and prevent causes of prematurity.


Saturday, November 12, 2011

Shhhhhh.....it's Saturday!


An unseasonably warm day allowed us one more visit to the zoo this fall.


Friday, November 11, 2011

Listography - Top 5

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I am about a week late on this list, which I am a little concerned might get me kicked off of the interwebs.  It just slipped my mind to get it done but one which I thought was a lot of fun and therefore had to complete, even if late!
 
So, here you have, Top 5 Famous Folks I Used to Fancy.  Lots of people have linked up to this post, so to see more lists of people who make us swoon, click the link above and head over to Kate Takes 5 and check out lots of lists.  It took me right back to those early teen years of tearing out pictures from Teen Beat and plastering them all over my room!
 
1.  Scott Baio
 

 
To be clear, I had no idea what a total d-bag he was in real life.  I just knew that I wouldn't have minded having Charles in charge of me!  Now, if I ran into him on the street, I would punch him in the gut (or at least trip him).  But back then, his picture adorned my wall.
 
2.  Corey Haim
 

 
Back in the day, there were arguments over who was cuter - Haim or Feldman.  In my mind, there was never a contest.  He was adorable.  Of course, real life didn't turn out as well for C.H.  All of that adorable spark and charm were eaten up by drugs before his death, which makes my list a sad.  But he was a cutie pie way back when.
 
3.  Michael Jackson
 

 
I still remember getting this album and marveling over everything about it.  It was one of the only vinyl records I ever owned as the cassette and then CD overtook the market quickly, but the still normal-looking Michael was dreamy and sweet.  Another sad ending to another teenage crush.
 
4.  Kurt Cameron
 

 
He was cute and funny - what was not to love.  And, of all of these teen crushes, it seems he turned out the best.
 
5.  Ferris Beuller
 

 
I know he's not a real person and just a character played by Matthew Broderick.  Who is okay.  But Ferris is kick-ass awesome.  Who wouldn't want to date him or at least hang out?  One of the better movies of my youth.
 
So, there you have it, a top five list of crushes from my early teens.  Don't forget to click the link and check out who other people were crushing on way back when!

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Say What?

The Nugget can say some pretty funny stuff.  It's so interesting to watch her develop her understanding of language.  Here are a few of the things she is learning about words:

1.  She feels pretty strongly about the difference between "excuse you" and "bless you".  If she, say, belches and we tell her, "bless you", she gets all righteous on us.  "No, not bless you!  Excuse you!"  Or, if she coughs and we say either one (because what do you really say to someone coughing?  I guess we should just keep our thoughts to ourselves but we feel bad for her) we get a similar, "No, not bless you!"  She doesn't give us any idea as to what is the proper thing to say, but she sure knows what it isn't.

2.  She mixes up the word beautiful into anything that has the "full"  or "fil" sound in it.  For instance, if I ask her what the tall pink bird is at the zoo, she tells me it's a "beautiflamingo".  Or if I ask her if she wants to go to Chick-Fil-A for dinner, she says she wants the "beautiful chicken" (it took me a while to figure out it was because of the word filet).  It's totally adorable and I absolutely cannot correct her.

3.  She has learned that I am a sucker for the big soft eyes, tilted head and please all at once (think Puss in Boots).  She now goes for that automatically when she knows she is asking for something I am likely to say no to.  Want a sucker?  Cue fluttering lashes, tilted head and big, cheesy smile:  "Please?"  How could I say no?  Ever?

4.  She knows that we pet dogs and cats.  Friends of ours have a newborn, the first she has really spent time around, and we have told her that she is allowed to touch him on his head very gently.  Naturally, she equates this to petting.  Now when we see a really cute baby while we are out and about she will look at me and say, "Can I pet him?"  I'm sure the parents appreciate it as much as I do.

5.  She was playing in the bathtub the other night and talking to herself and her toys.  She repeatedly mentioned her nauseated cat.  After a while, bemused, I came over to the tub.  "Do you even know what the word nauseated means?"  I asked.  "It means you're sick.  You're tummy hurts."  She found this hilarious.  "No it doesn't!" she laughed.  I puzzled and puzzled over where she had even learned the word nauseated or nausea.  I finally realized that a Veggie Tales sing-a-long we have talks about a vet treating a "nauseated kitty".  The kid picks up on everything.

I can't wait to see what we're going to discover in the coming months!

Saturday, November 5, 2011

Shhhhh...It's Saturday

It's super duper Silent Saturday because I'm pretty sure I haven't done one in a month or so.  In my defense, it was because I was busy having an awesome month.  And here's the evidence:

Kissing cousins at our family weenie roast

Shopping for mums and pumpkins


Pumpkin roll at our annual Halloween party

The Mister and The Nugget heading out
to trick-or-treat


The Nugget,  having fully realized
that we get free candy at each house decides
to run!








Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Baskin Robbins

Write on Edge: RemembeRED


Opening the recipe book, the spattered card falls from the pages as if it already knows what we’re up to. Chocolate pudding covers much of the recipe, one jotted down quickly in my mother’s slanting cursive during a family reunion one hot summer day. I never knew why we called it Baskin Robbins; I have met other people who called this same recipe by another name. I still call it by the name we gave it because it’s ours.
I begin with the crust:
1 cup of flour
2/3 cup butter
3/4 cup chopped pecans

I mix slowly, thinking back to the many times my mother and I made this dessert together. It became a standard in our house, a go to recipe for all manner of pitch-ins, school functions and barbeques. Making the crust was my least favorite part as a kid. I wasn’t very good at pushing it out to fit all of the corners of the pan. I spread it out with a fork now, just as I did those many years ago, and pop it in the oven for 25 minutes at 350.

On to best part. The cream cheese layer:

1 cup Cool Whip
1 package of softened cream cheese
1 cup powdered sugar

I blend this layer together with the mixer until it is creamy and smooth. It’s hard to imagine how much of just this one part I have eaten over the course of years. Once the crust was cooled, I was allowed to spread this layer on. I spread one spoonful and eat another successively until my bowl is empty. It still makes me feel half warm and cozy and half nauseous to think of it.

Next, mixing the pudding:

2 packages instant chocolate pudding
2 cups cold milk

This part is always a challenge. As a child, the way the powdered pudding floated in the milk always perplexed me. I was always anxious to use the electric mixer and had a hard time judging the speed for such a thin concoction. It went something like this: REV! SPLAT! REV! SPLAT! . I still giggle thinking about this repeated experience; mom trusted me to learn from my mistakes and I eventually did. I now find a whisk to be a much more practical tool for this step. Once the mixture came together, we spread it over the cream cheese layer

The finishing touches were my shining moment:

The rest of the cool whip from a regular container
A sprinkle of nuts

I would spend long minutes deciding the “design” of my cool whip. Should I touch several spots with the spoon and make peaks? Should I make even swirls in the cool whip? Where, exactly, would I place the pecans? At that time, the possibilities seemed endless. Now, I just smooth it over the top and sprinkle the nuts where they fall.

And there you have it: one of the happy memories from my childhood wrapped neatly in a 9 x 9 baking dish. I am grateful to have this card written in her hand, to have many recipes written in her hand. She died when I was only 19, and these recipes remain one of the most valuable things I inherited - my link to her through pages and cards touched over and over by her hands. More than a recipe, it remains a tangible reminder that we had happy times together, she and I. It is a tradition, albeit a simple one, that spans the course of time and grabs my hand and brings me right back to those moments as a pudding covered girl, laughing in the kitchen with my mother.