Sunday, February 27, 2011
Saturday, February 26, 2011
The Best of Intentions
This is what we woke up to yesterday morning:
I found this frame at T.J. Maxx and thought, "That will look good as a menu board for my kitchen." So I took it home, framed some scrapbook paper and got the dry erase board markers I had on hand and wrote out my menu plan for the week. Look good, huh? ;-) Well, this is how it really worked out:
Since my son wanted a friend to spend the night during his break, I thought we would take them out to eat as a treat. I thought this said friend was spending the night Monday night. That changed to Sunday night. As we were in the thick of an ice storm, I wound up driving around the corner to our nearest fast food joint and getting it to go. (What moms won't do for their "little" boys, right?) So that meant leftovers on Monday. Which worked for me. Tuesday we did have pork chops and stuffing, but no mashed potatoes. I made carrots in place of them. Wednesday turned out to be a very hectic day for me, so since I had bible study that night and was running around like a chicken with it's head cut off (not a good picture, but that is something my mom would say) I put frozen pizza in the oven. Easy, peasy.
Since we did not have really anything in the way of leftovers, I made spaghetti on Thursday and yesterday I put a roast in the crock pot. So that means we have a ton of leftovers, which will be on tonights menu. Got it?
So, I had the best of intentions with my weekly menu plan. But it fizzled. So now I think that I will turn this frame into a message board. What do you think?
I definitely was not "enchanted" to see this. Ugh! That meant another mess to shovel on top of the ice that we were trying to chisel off from earlier in the week. We need only a half inch of snow to break the record for the most snow in February in our town. Hopefully we won't break it. Bring on spring!
Anyway, this is a project that I have seen elsewhere on the internet and thought that I would try it:
Since my son wanted a friend to spend the night during his break, I thought we would take them out to eat as a treat. I thought this said friend was spending the night Monday night. That changed to Sunday night. As we were in the thick of an ice storm, I wound up driving around the corner to our nearest fast food joint and getting it to go. (What moms won't do for their "little" boys, right?) So that meant leftovers on Monday. Which worked for me. Tuesday we did have pork chops and stuffing, but no mashed potatoes. I made carrots in place of them. Wednesday turned out to be a very hectic day for me, so since I had bible study that night and was running around like a chicken with it's head cut off (not a good picture, but that is something my mom would say) I put frozen pizza in the oven. Easy, peasy.
Since we did not have really anything in the way of leftovers, I made spaghetti on Thursday and yesterday I put a roast in the crock pot. So that means we have a ton of leftovers, which will be on tonights menu. Got it?
So, I had the best of intentions with my weekly menu plan. But it fizzled. So now I think that I will turn this frame into a message board. What do you think?
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Enough Winter Already
Now that I have posted several days of winter photos and stories, I'm ready to think about warmer, balmier weather. And more sunshine. You know something like this:
This is a scrapbook layout I did last week with some pictures I ran across. These are pictures of when my son was *sob* around two or three. He is now about four times the size than he is in these pics.
I used what was in my stash. I vowed I would do that this year. But, I broke that vow the other day by ordering some October Afternoon products. (Shhhh, don't tell hubby that.) ;-)
I know I am a wienie when it comes to my son, but I just wanted to cry when I looked at this picture. I remember the "Snoopy" swim trunks my mom bought him. And those little toes. And his shock of bright, blonde hair. And that sweet smile. I can even hear his squealing laughter and his little voice. Like I said, I'm a wienie. And I'm not afraid to admit it.
Here is another look at this layout:
Think warm thoughts today and thanks for looking in! :-)
Aaaah! Warm salty breezes, walking on white sandy beaches with the waves lapping at your feet. Memories. *sigh*
But today I am also thinking about this:
I used what was in my stash. I vowed I would do that this year. But, I broke that vow the other day by ordering some October Afternoon products. (Shhhh, don't tell hubby that.) ;-)
I know I am a wienie when it comes to my son, but I just wanted to cry when I looked at this picture. I remember the "Snoopy" swim trunks my mom bought him. And those little toes. And his shock of bright, blonde hair. And that sweet smile. I can even hear his squealing laughter and his little voice. Like I said, I'm a wienie. And I'm not afraid to admit it.
Here is another look at this layout:
Think warm thoughts today and thanks for looking in! :-)
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