We're gearing up for March Madness here at our house! It seems like it's been quite some time since our hometown team (University of Michigan) has made it anywhere near the final-four, but we continue to hold out hope. My husband has found a way to pass our love of all things Michigan to our 2.5 year old who now starts chanting "Let's Go Blue" the second anything basketball related pops up on the television. Quite cute I must say.
Our family of four will be in full gear today cheering them on in the BIG 10 tournament as we await the brackets for next week's excitement! Even our newborn caught the spirit -- check out what they'll be decked out in today aren't these FREAKING ADORABLE?!?!?! We've got the newborn socks for little man and the "big girl" legwarmers for Kayla!
Pics to follow later...
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I will admit, my mind hasn't always been 100% on point. However, since having kids, I'm lucky if it's in the game at least 10% of the time. Lately I have found myself scratching my head at some of the things I've found myself doing. I think I've officially checked out and entered la-la land. Which if I may say, isn't all that bad of a place to be sometimes.
four bottles of conditioner.
Okay. Why do I consistently run out of shampoo before conditioner? I use them both daily and it seems as if I use the same amount of each, so I'm stumped. I swear I have a back-stock of at least four bottles of conditioner.
In addition, for some random reason the last two trips to purchase my shampoo and conditioner have resulted in follow-up trips because the initial run I purchased two conditioners and zero shampoo. I can understand making this mistake once, but twice?!?! This has added significantly to my already existent back-stock and to an outsider it would seem as if I have a "conditioner problem".
the sock fairy.
Who is this asshole and how come he keeps making an appearance in my house?!? I lose at least 60% of my socks, I promise you. My husband hasn't lost one in five years. He has the plain white tube socks that could easily be looked over and mine, well.... they aren't that discreet. How is it that I end up with this in my sock drawer....
my to-don't list.
Like many of you, I have a never ending to-do list. I'm one of those people that doesn't have 328 post-it's -- instead I prefer the one massive on-going list. For those of you that have been following me long enough, you know that I'm a tad neurotic about this list. So much so that it holds a special place on my nightstand for those late/mid night mind racing panic moments to where if I don't write it down, it's forever lost.
Anyhow, I digress...
When I start a new list at the beginning of each week (or two), it NEVER fails that at least one or two things get carried over from last week. Now, this would't be an issue if it weren't something that had been carried over from the week before and the week before that. Why not just DO IT ALREADY?!?!? Clearly this item doesn't have priority.
At this rate "Start your diet" may be checked off sometime in 2016? Oh well...sometimes you just have to let some of your list go -- you simply can't do it all.
Ellen seems to say it best. I'm choosing to play with my inner-child today so the to-don't list can wait another day... (Jump to 6:15 on the video below and ENJOY!!!)
Birds Nest Cookies
12 oz. package chow mein noodles
12 oz. package butterscotch morsels
90 egg-shaped candies - Cadbury Mini Eggs
Line a baking sheet with parchment paper or silicone baking mat. Pour the butterscotch morsels in a microwave-safe bowl and place them in the microwave. Heat for 30 seconds then remove to stir. Return to the microwave and heat again for 30 seconds. Stir until melted. Add in the chow mein noodles and mix till combined. Use a 1/4 measuring cup to portion out the cookies onto the baking sheet. If the mixture starts to solidify in the mixing bowl, you can reheat for 15 to 30 seconds to melt. Place three egg-shaped candies in the center of each cookie. **Note: To get them to stick and stay put, dip the bottom of the mini-egg into butterscotch before placing in nest** Allow to set for at least 5 minutes before serving or transferring.
Makes 2 1/2 dozen cookies
Allergy note: contains dairy and wheat ingredients
Easter Nest Sugar Cookies
1 package (16 oz) Pillsbury® Ready To Bake!™ refrigerated sugar cookies (24 cookies)
1 container (12 oz) fluffy white frosting
1 cup flaked coconut
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With all this March Madness craziness and basketball being in constant rotation in our house, my mind began wandering during one of the nail-biters.
Why don't we have every day "real world" referees? With the amount of idiots that are out there making horrible decisions on a daily basis, I figure someone would have come up with this concept by now!! Now, I'm not talking felons -- as there are judges in place for those who want to be down right stupid. I'm talking real stuff. In my fantasy world, they would be discreet and have no defining factors so you couldn't hide your down right ignorance. Maybe they could walk around with different colored cards (like in soccer) and pass them out as they seem fit. Each color would signify a different degree of stupidity and you'd be fined accordingly.
I often wonder on how some people make it through life behaving the way they do that I feel like it would be doing a public service to punish some of these people. It's not like I received the manual on life and they didn't!
You park your grocery cart in the middle of the aisle. On a Sunday. At 2:00 pm. You have the nerve to look at me like I'm a crazy when I kindly move it for you after 3 minutes to let the herd that's gathered behind you through. This a-hole gets a yellow card. Also included in this category are the people who don't fully pull up their cars in the drive-through. There is no reason there needs to be a full car length in between you and the car in front of you. We aren't moving.
You haven't paid taxes in 13 years because you didn't know you had to? REALLY?!? Do you think the IRS would believe me if I said some crazy shit like that? Nope. The great thing about our society is that this idiot got a "pass" and they "excused" 9 of the years with hopes of collecting the other 4. What geniuses we have running our cities/states/countries! I highly doubt I'd get that preferential treatments should I claim ignorance. This a-hole gets orange carded.
You bring your kids to the common play area at the mall, during flu season, with no hand-sanitizer and let them hold hands while gallivanting with the random green snotty boy. Get mad when your kid gets sick. Bring them to day care the next day doped up on tylenol. You get my kid sick. This jack-ass gets red carded. You're officially kicked out.
Listen, I don't claim to be the brightest crayon in the box or the sharpest tool in the shed, but I have common sense and I believe a little bit of it goes a long way. Since so many adults seem to lack the smallest bit of it, let's make such a program a part of our childhood education. I mean we're taught not to use drugs (D.A.R.E) in 5th grade so you'd think by age 31 someone should know how to flush a god damn toilet!!! Morons. Oh -- don't let me begin talking public bathroom etiquette. It's called a courtesy flush folks...
By the time March arrives, seasonal affected depression is pretty much in full force for everyone in Michigan. Therefore, the impending St. Patrick's Day celebration is one of the few things, if not the only thing, I look forward to in March. Since this year I have a newborn and will likely have to lay off the green beer...I choose to indulge in all things MINT, a little bit of chocolate and a splash of Bailey's. Pure deliciousness!
And once again, our friends from Crazy For Crust are to thank for this fabulous recipe!
I have altered the original recipe found on Crazy For Crust based on her notes of what she would change.
For the Pudding
For the Garnish
EAT AND ENJOY!!!!!
"Laugh or you just might cry." This, I just muttered to my husband as I passed him sitting on the couch with our newborn covered in vomit (him, not child). This, I muttered while scrambling to make the bed and blow dry my hair that's been wrapped in a towel for the last hour waiting to be brushed. All of this while he also prepares to take our daughter to the pediatrician for the upteenth time this season -- SUPER. I wish there were some sort of perk points for doctors visits. You know, like frequent flyer miles? At this point we'd have first class treatment all the way!
"What's going on with you kid? Kristin, he wants to eat." Ummm...no he doesn't. Hence the vomit? I've learned that he, and most men, have about a 46 second threshold for fussy baby. He can hold him all day long when he's napping, but the second a tiny whine is uttered -- IT'S MOMMY'S TURN!
Our "at home" situation is much different with #2 than it was with #1. My husband has been home with us for the past six weeks as his somewhat seasonal job goes through a shut-down period in the heavy winter months. Lucky him!!! Or is that lucky us?!?
Men aren't wired like women are when it comes to kids. Patience is almost non-existent and when the wick is burned at both ends, there's definitely an impending explosion. Hey, I get it! Do you think I enjoy every single moment of motherhood -- nope. In fact, there are many moments I want to bang my head on a cement wall repeating "what the fuck did I do this for". That's what I think men fail to realize. Do they think that it's just ingrained in us to be patient, nurturing, selfless, and all around perfect that we can do so much more than they can? Or maybe they just act like we're better at those things so they don't have to do them?????? Ding ding ding, we have a winner, folks!
I love my husband. I love him dearly. But his time at home needs to come to an end, for all of our sanity. I do feel slightly bad for him -- as if some of this daddy-duty may be chopping away at his masculinity. Then again, that feeling quickly passes when I again realize that I haven't left the house in 4 days, put make-up on in 10 and am still wearing my maternity jeans.
Buck up, buddy!
Maybe people have been doing this for years and maybe I'm just out of the loop. Someone suggested to me recently that I replace the little dye tablets with Kool-Aid when coloring our Easter eggs. Not only is cheaper, but you don't have that nasty vinegar smell that comes with using the tablets! I hear the colors are a lot more vibrant too!
Check out this visual below to see which packets to use. It's been suggested to me to mix each packet with 2/3 cup of water and soak eggs until desired color! Have fun!
We'd love if you'd share with us your crafty completed eggs as we're always looking for good ideas to share!
A few weeks after my daughter was born, I saw the following commercial for Google Chrome on TV and knew I had to do this for her. Now, since my son has recently arrived, I have set up an account for him too.
WARNING: This commercial is likely to induce tears.
You may have to "fib" in order to set up a google/gmail account for your kids as they are clearly technically not old enough to legally own one (based on google's policy). Not to mention, who knows what email addresses may be available for them by the time they are older or if their name alone may be available.
I have written my daughter at least once every two months since setting up her account and have included pictures, videos and shared stories of what's going on in our lives at the time I'm writing. As the commercial states, I can't wait to share this with her when she's older some day! I figure there will be tons of things I forget as time passes and this is our own little time capsule gift to her. One day after her father and I are long gone, she will then have these to share with her kids and grand-kids as well.
In a world where we are now given this kind of opportunity with such ease and little time, why not? You're giving your kids the best gift you can -- a life full of loving memories!