Saturday, January 31, 2009
Sticky Fun
Friday, January 30, 2009
A Fly on the Wall
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Little Star
Made of flesh and bones
Never forget who you are
Little Star
You are a treasure to me
You are my star
You breathe new life
Into my broken heart
Never forget who you are
Little Star
Never forget how to dream
Butterfly
There's no reason to weep
Lay your head down to sleep
Little starMay goodness surround you
My love I have found you
Little star
Never forget where you come from
From love
From love
~Little Star by Madonna
Saturday, January 24, 2009
Not Yo Mamma's Meatloaf
Mashed Potato Meat Loaf
2 - 3 cups mashed potatoes
1 egg, lightly beaten
1/2 cup quick-cooking oats
1/2 cup chopped green pepper (I did not have these on hand so I omitted this)
1/3 cup chopped onion
3/4 tsp pepper
1 tsp salt
1 can (11-1/2 oz) picante V8 juice (I also didn't have this so I used juice from a can of chopped tomatoes and saved the tomatoes for a later time)
1/4 cup ketchup
In a large bowl, combine the egg, oats, green pepper, onion, pepper and salt. Crumble beef over mixture and mix well. On a piece of waxed paper, pat beef mixture in to a 12-in. x 8.in rectangle. Spoon mashed potatoes lengthwise down the center third to within 1 in. of edges. Bring long sides over potatoes to meet in center; seal seam and edges.
Place seam side up in a greased 13-in. x 9-in. baking dish. Bake, uncovered, at 350 degrees for 30 minutes; drain. Pour V8 juice over loaf. Top with ketchup. Bake 18-22 minutes longer or until meat is no longer pink and a meat thermometer reads 160 degrees. Let stand for 5 minutes before slicing. Yield: 4-6 servings.
We have spirit, yes we do
Friday, January 23, 2009
Thursday, January 22, 2009
Walking with Confidence
31 Random Things
I am a bread and peanut butter snob and will not buy the store-brand
I can not stand the sensation of filing my nails and will clip them short instead
I am not an affectionate person but am very appreciative of others
I will not eat lamb or veal because they are cute animals
I refuse to let any of my husband or children wear underwear right out of the package, it must be washed first
I do not like to be wrong or look stupid and will go to great lengths to avoid both
I have a daily struggle over whether I should go back to work or stay home with my babies
My bed is my absolute most favorite place in the whole world
After high school I spent 3 weeks in Mexico, drank the water and was sorry for a week after
I tried out for CMU's color guard and was asked to leave
I originally went to college for a PhD in Psychology but was scared off by the amount of years it required
I love my children so much that I fear losing them
I do not like to ask for help and feel guilty for a long time whenever I do
I still tear up when I think of my Nana despite the fact that she has been gone for 10 years, she missed my wedding by 6 months and has never known my wonderful children (I am blubbering writing this)
In my mind I replay every conversation I have with people right after the fact and look for things I could have said differently or forgot to tell them
I wish I was more hands on like other Mom's and did more with my kids and their enrichment
I really want to be in Times Square on New Years Eve to experience the ball dropping in person
I want to be the kind of person my GrandDad is
I love the smell of a baby's head
I obsess (despite my best efforts) over finding a way to move back to Holland to be near my friends and participate in community events/activities
I will not drink milk that is a day past the expiration printed on the carton, even if it smells fine
I freeze overly ripe banana's but never make time to turn them in to banana bread
When I sleep I need to have the sheets and blankets tucked in all the way around my body
I no longer watch scary movies as I did in my youth, I can't stand to be frightened and often jump at the sight/sound my own family members in my own house who are supposed to be there
I am afraid of my pits being stinky and will often "itch" my nose on my shoulder and do a covert smell test
I do not enjoy the spotlight, even when an event is for me. My wedding and baby showers were lovely but stressful
I was born on Labor Day and my Dad's long weekend from the State Police, I aim to please!
Between Kindergarten and 12th grade I attended school in 6 different districts from the middle to the west side of Michigan
I peed my pants while in the 2nd grade because I would not raise my hand to ask for a bathroom pass and was found crying in the bathroom by middle school girls, I had to borrow a rain coat from a teacher and then sit on a long bus ride home. Just a few months ago I happened to be checking out at the school office after volunteering and I noticed my son who had just had the same thing happen. Unlike my experience he did not have to wait in yucky pants and his classmates never found out. We made up a fantastic story for him to tell any one who asked where he was while he was at home showering and not only did they believe him but they wanted to know more about his adventure. Perhaps my experience was simply preparing me for this moment...
I am not where I expected to be in life when I turned 30
Wednesday, January 21, 2009
Monday, January 19, 2009
Feelin' Lucky?
Say "Uncle"
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Space Rocket Derby
Saturday, January 17th Nathan and Topher participated in their Cub Scout Pack Space Derby. Each boy made a rocket from a little kit which contained two balsa wood halves, plastic fins, rubber bands, numerical stickers and a bunch of tiny pieces easily lost by an eager child opening the box too quickly. Topher painted his blue with orange tiger stripes and Nathan went with green as a base coat and camo markings (as to confuse his competitors... "did you see something?"). Patrick did a great job working with each boy to create the rocket exactly as they instructed despite his inner voice telling him otherwise.
Each boy had 5 runs which consisted of an adult using an electric winder to turn the inner rubber band as tight as possible. After the rocket was very tightly wound it was then handed back to the boy who had to stand in line and hold it while waiting for his turn to race. Side note: an announcement was made, many times, of where to find band-aids for those boys who let go of their wound rocket and were cut by the propeller - uh, ya, this seems safe. Once at the starting line the top fin was attached to a small piece of plastic suspended on thin string which was hung between large wooden frames reaching from one end of the gym to the other. Two rockets raced and their distance was then measured and recorded.
While neither boy placed in the top 3 spots they were both great sports and had fun (flash back to the Pinewood Derby last year when Dad gave Nathan the "winning isn't everything" talk when his car placed last each run).
Saturday, January 17, 2009
Let's Go Jacks, Let's Go!
Friday, January 16, 2009
Top 10 Photos to Take This Christmas!
10. Outside of our home with the porch lights on: the lights are on, I swear!
9. Close up of my favorite ornament: Barbie & Ken ornaments we used as our wedding cake topper
8. An action shot of our family participating in a special tradition: the boys decorated cookies for Santa
7. Favorite family recipe(s) all baked up: all of my favorites from a very Ballard Christmas
6. A Christmas Collection: Patrick's Opus 'n Bill ornament collection
5. Kids holding all of their gifts at once: this is the first year we were in our own home on Christmas morning
4. Something special we did this season to keep the focus on giving to others: Topher bought and donated a board game to the woman's shelter and Nathan brought cleaning and bathroom supplies to class for their adopt-a-family
3. Group Photo on Christmas Morning
2. Dining table all dressed up for our Christmas meal: Morrison/Marx January Christmas at Mom's
1. That which symbolizes the real reason for Christmas: Christmas Eve service and a special story