Recipes

Here are some of my most recent yummy recipes.  That I love.

Portobello, broccoli, and red pepper melts

Broccoli Cheddar Soup

Parmesan crusted pork chops

There have to be more.  I tried, and failed, to make homemade rolls.  Rhodes are still the way for me to go.  For now.  I think they would turn out better if I had a handy dandy Kitchen Aid or some kind of sturdy stand mixer or a hand mixer that wasn't dying a slow smelly death...

Church and blogging wierdness.

I went to church for the first time since Izzy was born.  I blog stalked the ladies in our ward who have blogs.  It was a way to try and still feel connected and socially relevant.  The ironic part is that when I saw these people at church I realized that most of them don't have a clue about who I am, but scarier they have no idea what I know about them. 


I suddenly felt as though I were a peeping tom or participating in some form of voyeurism.  If I was a religious commenter maybe some of these feelings would go away, but I still think that I was feeling like my online 'community' was a sham.  Only one of these blogs has stirred me into an actual face to face friendship.

I often forget that these platforms are really just a jumping point.  After that you need to make the connection, the in the flesh connection.  I need that.  They need that.

I left church feeling socially wary and awkward as anyone who misses six consecutive weeks would feel.  Except I knew things about people.  Things they didn't know that I knew.

The weird thing is that when I hear that people I don't know or barely know read my blog it doesn't bother me. I don't feel like I am especially exposed or exploited.  I understand that this is a public blog and that people are going to read it.  They may gain a greater insight into who I am or they may misinterpret my tone or way of being.  They may feel like they know me well when they meet or observe me or they may feel like they misjudged who I was.

I touch blogging

I'm still trying to figure out how to blog on my I touch. If I could just post pictures I would almost never go into the basement/ice locker. It has snowed non stop for three days. I threw a full on throw myself on the floor temper tantrum complete with crying this morning. The sun came out for a few minutes but the snow did not stop.

On another note I've noticed that since giving birth my social skills have taken a dive right along with my house cleaning and domestic skills. If you ask me what time it is apparently I have an uncontrollable vomit of the brain and must disclose some long drawn out story or two before answering you question. I became aware of this only recently, and noticed the intensity just yesterday. So I am now aware.

Also I want to blog about the bird in the house.

This blog post randomness is just am example of the ramblings that surround a sleep deprived hormonal new mom of three.

Titles

Here's a sampling of potential post titles:

What I learned in my 20's
I'm 30, now what...
Sick, sick, sick
Happy Thanksgiving
I get lost looking at her
When did Abby grow up?
Black Friday!!!
Yummy Recipes
Blindsided
Can you brush a baby's hair off?
Everybody poops, mommy cleans it up...
Stop Josh Stop
I love my I-touch

I'll probably post a few of these.  In the meantime here's some eye candy.

Izzy today.

Cheese Grommit

One of the greatest disapointments of my adult life is the low nutritional value of cheese.  I wish that I could count  cheese as a complete meal.  I just found out that cheese does not contain Vitamin D, even though milk and yogurt do.  Cheese is great, though.

 But it is fattening and has fairly low nutritional value, which is why it is usually counted more as a garnishment, or at best a side food.  Think how awesome it would be to have a piece of cheesecake and justify it because  it has cheese in it.  Or to eat a grilled cheese sandwich and justify all that butter because of the high nutritional content of the cheese.

This is on the eve of cheese leaving my diet.  Izzy has been fussy and I can just feel it beginning.  My other two children were allergic or whatever (read have massive explosive diarrhea episodes every couple of hours) to cheese.  Izzy isn't bad yet.  It usually peaks around 6-9 months and then slowly gets better.  I'm holding out for now.  Just slowly easing up on it.

I just wish that I could justify eating cheese as an entire meal and dessert because of it's incredible nutritional value.  I think I could do it atleast once a day.

Joshy

We took Josh to the doctor for his 2 year check.  He still hasn't grown since we've moved here.  He is in 3% for his age.  The doctor thinks that he might have the same constitutional growth delay that Adam had.  The other idea is that he might be HGH deficient.  Since we wouldn't start treatment until he is 4 or 5 she recommended giving him another year to try and grow.

She recommended pushing Vitamin D and Calcium to see if we can, I guess, encourage him to grow more.  The only problem is the kid hates milk.  A lot.  Even with loads of chocolate in it.  He doesn't even really like ice cream.  We already feed him everything fortified.  We started gummy vitamins.  I'm going to keep trying on the milk front.  He is super cute, super active and super smart.  And super small.

Grandma

This picture was taken right before we left for the hospital.  Abby was a mess.  She just cried and cried.  She held on to me and did everything that she could to stop me from leaving. I knew that she would be okay but it was really hard to let her go.  I didn't really know how long it would be before I would see but I knew that it wouldn't be too long and that she would be taken care of while I was gone.  I knew she would be okay and she was. 

My mommy left today.  I cried and cried.  I did everything I could to stop her from leaving.  But she left anyway.  Maybe she knows that I'll be okay and taken care of until we see each other again.  But just like Abby I wished she would have stayed.