I know I’ve been basically out of touch since Saturday so let me bring you up to date.
Early Saturday morning, I narrowly escaped a two-headed stick horse monster and snapped this rare photo of pirates on their way to Antarctica.
When the pirates returned home, we all piled into the car to go buy a bike I saw at Target last week. What happened to my cutesy, vintage bike you might ask. The answer my friend is blowing in the wind…. literally. I foolishly stored it outside with all of the kid bikes and the winter storms took their toll. Since biking is the only regular outdoor activity that I truly enjoy, it is imperitive that I have a bike for summer or I might never go outside. At Target we were pleasantly surprised to discover the perfect bike on sale! 
Isn’t God good?
**** I know in the second photo it looks like the dog is bowing to my greatness but actually she’s just getting ready to take a nap. She bowed to my greatness later but we didn’t catch it on film.
We were just heading to the house when Aunt R called, inviting Sister to come with her, Baby E, and Cousin K to the zoo. At home we put together a quick sack lunch and sent the girls on their way. Lest we be lonely without our oldest child, Cousins I & J showed up to spend the day helping Papa which meant that Brother wanted to help Papa which meant that we helped too. Funny how that works.
Sunday found us experimenting with bread baking. I’d been wanting to try this recipe from Life In A Shoe for a while. It seemed so simple even I could not mess it up and indeed it was. Sister helped and we ended up with slightly less than 30 oh, so yummy rolls and one out-of-control mini-loaf. I thought about including a picture but didn’t want to be responsible for injuries incurred by people laughing their bottoms off. (which seems like a fairly severe injury now that I think about it…. so I’m reallly glad I didn’t post a picture.)
In other news:
- I learned from this post that Sodom and Gomorah were NOT married (who knew?) even though 50% of high school seniors think they were.
- Grandma discovered a potato monster growing in her pantry. This picture does not even do it justice. See all those little white things? Those were its arms.
Grandma just barely escaped.
- Will and I are watching Lost via Netflix because we are WAY too cool to watch it on television… and also because when the series started we were so busy with our WAY too cool lives to keep track of such petty happenings in the television world. Translation: we basically missed the start of a really good show and are trying to catch up. Anyway, we’ve been watching an episode at night after the kids have gone to bed. More specifically we been watching episodes on weekend nights because Will says he has enough stress during the week without having to worry about when and how those people are going to get off that island. To which I reply that the show is in its third season so it must not be anytime soon and he should quit worrying about it. At which point he launches into some silly mathematical tirade about how if an episode equals approximately one day and there are x # of episodes in a season …. blah, blah, blah…. Soooo, we watch it on weekends and only on weekends and because of that you can imagine my chagrin when on Friday I opened the red envelope that had arrived “just in time!, yea!!” only to discover Disc 1, Season 1 of The West Wing. I hear you out there. I hear you asking, “Why are you telling me this Toni, why!? Please have a point.” And I must answer, “Point? What is this point you speak of?” This is simply a big, long, rambling story about how I was chagrined (I’m not even certain that’s a word but it sounds like it should mean “terribly dissappointed beyond words” so I’m using it.) all weekend over the mis-shipment of a DVD. I am still mourning the loss. I am so lame on this point (oh, look there is a point) and, just for clarification, only this point. On all other points I am soo not lame… mostly.
Good Night, Internets. That seems like enough rambling for one day. And just so you know, I say “day” here because it really did take me all day to write this post – what with laundry, and dishes, and cooking, and children… don’t forget the children. And with each interruption I repeated to myself this little mantra. “I am a mommy first. I am a mommy first.” Which earlier was said with tightly clenched fists and even more tightly clenched teeth but as I sit her and write this with the chores done and the children blissfully sleeping, I smile and repeat, “I am a mommy first.”
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A new family moved into the neighborhood a couple of weeks ago. We haven’t been formally introduced but we can see their backyard from ours and Sister quickly deduced a most important thing. “There’s kids, Mama!” After several days of “Can we go meet them, pleeeease” I relented. Kind of. I made cookies which Grandma and Sister delivered. Unfortunately, the family was not at home but I think it’ll be okay. I mean wouldn’t you hasten to make friends with someone who left a big plate of these on your doorstep. By the way, this picture is not an true representation of the cookies we made which were so much better than any standard Chocolate Chip because ours were made with Sam’s Choice Indulgent Trail Mix. If you shop at Wal-mart I know you’ve seen the stuff and if you have seen it you’ve probably bought some but if you’ve never bought any then let me just say; you are missing out on a sweet, little bit of heaven on earth that is doubly enhanced when consumed as a cookie. Here’s the recipe so you can try this goodness for yourself.
