Monday, October 28, 2013
Wednesday, September 25, 2013
- Whenever a recipe calls for a spice or some weird ingredient I've never heard of, I just leave out that ingredient. I figure this is just proof of my creative bravado in the kitchen. My husband, on the other hand, figures that this is why my recipes never turn out (although every time he says this he looks like a scared kitten, suddenly cornered by an aggressive and overly-handsy toddler, so I'm not sure his opinion counts)
- I have had ants in my pantry for weeks. Every time I find them in the sugar, the pancake mix, or whatever, I remove the offending item, then I half-heartedly clean the shelf that item was on, and for some reason I convince myself that this will take care of the problem. What is wrong with me? The truly mind-boggling thing about this is that my friends and family would tell you I'm a germaphobe. Clearly I'm not a very devoted one.
- I have massacred the same recipe wild rice casserole twice and for some absurd reason I tried it again last night, convinced I could do better. I have no idea what I did wrong this time, but let's just say it took 2.5 hours for the water to absorb into the rice instead of the 30 minutes the recipe called for. I finally threw that particular recipe into the trash. Clearly a recipe with 6 ingredients is too challenging for me.
- Similar to how I don't use irons, I don't use candy thermometers, food thermometers or anything of the sort. I can't really figure out how they work so I just have faith that following the recipe will be enough. I know what you're thinking. I'm either deluded or I need to stop using recipes that call for candy thermometers and meat thermometers.
- Whenever I make something that's awful, my poor husband does his best to grin and eat it. I don't even bother. Sometimes I would truly rather starve than eat my own creation so I guess that could be part of my problem.
Never fear though. I do make a mean green smoothie (which surprisingly the kids love) and I make a decent chocolate chip cookie so my family won't starve. And I called someone to come out and take care of the ants. Plus, I found a great place by my house that will make casseroles for me to bake at home. Hallelujah.
Monday, August 19, 2013
- Suddenly they are purposely trying to annoy the CRAP out of each other.
- I can't get my five year old daughter to go to bed at night. She keeps coming back down, over and over with these supposed problems, just to stall her bedtime. The other day she claimed she needed a band-aid and when I asked her where she wanted me to put it, she couldn't find the "ouchie" anymore. Yeah, it must've been a pretty bad ouchie then.
- Lots of whining, lots of "Mommmmmmyyyyyy! I can't find my shooooooes!!!"
Honestly, I've been beginning to wonder why all my hard work wasn't paying off. I really do my best to make them do things for themselves so they learn to be self-sufficient, I try to build up their self-esteem so they don't feel the need to try to get attention all the time, and I follow all the bedtime rules. So why suddenly is everything wrong???
Then last night we finally had a break-through, and I'm telling you this so you can have hope too. We had the attic fan on since it was a nice evening and all the doors and windows were open. However, this meant that the doors weren't staying cracked open the way the kids like it at bedtime because the air in the house was pulling them shut. I remember realizing this and thinking, "Uh-oh, she'll be visiting us about 10 times tonight and I'm sure that'll be one of her issues. We'll have to figure out how to keep that door open."
But then I forgot about it and she never came down. On my way up to bed later, I saw this when I glanced toward her room:
"In everything you do in your family, keep in mind the miracle of the Chinese bamboo tree. After the seed for this amazing tree is planted, you see nothing, absolutely nothing, for four years except for a tiny shoot coming out of a bulb. During those four years, all the growth is underground in a massive, fibrous root structure that spreads deep and wide in the earth. But then in the fifth year the Chinese bamboo tree grows up to eighty feet! Many things in family life are like the Chinese bamboo tree. You work and you invest time and effort, and you do everything you can possibly do to nurture growth, and sometimes you don't see anything for weeks, months, or even years. But if you're patient and keep working and nurturing, that "fifth year" will come, and you will be astonished at the growth and change you see taking place.” ~Stephen Covey