The Dryer, and extra sheets

I. A few weeks ago, we went shopping with Sus-babe and Susan. We went to Pottery Barn and checked out the kid area, where Lena was drawn to some expensive dolls and an inexpensive crib sheet (I don’t know why she liked the sheet, but that’s Lena.) We let her hold on to the crib sheet while looking around at other things, and she was enthralled by the different modes of transportation on the sheet- bicycle! Train! Bus! Truck! Car! Another car!

When it was clear that snack time was overdue, I tried to exit gracefully and wanted to just put the sheet back and let the Sus-babes shop, since we’ve done fine with the two matching rocket sheets that we have and I didn’t want to introduce some kind of bedding inequality into the mix. Lena apparently decided the best way to make sure she got what she liked was to start licking the sheet in front of store personnel. Yay. We went home with the sheet, but I put it away.

II. Last week, we discovered that something had entered our house through the outside dryer vent and chewed a hole in the dryer tube to get into the laundry room. We replaced the tube, but I started finding poops (not identifiable to me other than, yes, that is poop) in the room.

III. This weekend, Lena and I had an epic playdate on Saturday with friends from college (one visiting, one just moved to GA) and kids. Lena played hard, ate pretty much everything we put in front of her- two red peppers, cheese crackers, turkey, mixed veggies (but not the cauliflower), two string cheeses, banana sauce, grapes, cold milk for lunch and applesauce, two more string cheeses, fruit snacks for snack, and then nearly an adult portion of pulled pork plus a full serving of her own (and some of mine) of green beans for dinner. She ate more than I did!

IIII. Sunday morning, Lena woke up and still had too much food in her and it apparently needed to exit through the closest exit. There really is nothing like waking up your partner with a drive-by shouting of, “there’s a diaper full of poop on the dresser, soaked clothes, and puke in front of her closet, I’m putting her in the shower.” In all that excitement, we missed the poop + pee on her sheets until nap time. She was fine after that until snack time, when Jeremy served her a snack and Lena just puked on it. (I was out at a soccer game.) Then there was more puke, and then a shower after “dinner” (where Lena just sat with us and had a banana + juice while we ate) because she’d bubbled poop out of the top of her diaper (something we hadn’t seen when she was an infant because cloth diapers have real elastic at the top.) Yay.

Also Sunday morning, we discovered that the animal had chewed another hole in the dryer hose. I’d really wanted to put the sheets I’d washed Thursday, then again Sunday morning before checking on why Lena was crying in her room right after waking up (because I’d forgotten that I’d washed them, and they included Lena’s spare sheet), into the dryer. After that is when we discovered the poop on the bed. So it really was fortunate that Lena had insisted on licking that sheet in Pottery Barn because I actually had a clean spare fitted crib sheet to put on her bed.
Extra sheet!

End of August StitchFix

This month’s Stitch Fix was not nearly as much of a win as last month’s. There were some definite misses.
Like this dress. It didn’t look too bad, but the elastic waist hits at an uncomfortable spot and I don’t know what bra I’d wear with this.



They suggested pairing it with this gray sweater, but I just don’t feel like it does much of anything for me, and I have more comfortable sweaters already.



There was also an embroidered top, which I did like when paired with last month’s coral awesome sweater.


But by itself: no. Very much no.



And the final two pieces, I’m having a difficult time deciding if I do like them or not. I think I like the shirt, though it’s a bit college varsity. And I like the pants and what they do for my rear, though they are a bit snug.



What do you think?

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When Lena’s quiet at dinner when we ask about her day (instead of the usual “saw Ms. Aurora, saw Jayna Bayna, saw Izzybell, saw Alice, saw Cooper”), we often ask her about her day in yes/no questions. Today:

Did you join a biker gang? *yes*
Did they give you a biker name? *yes*
What is your biker name? *silence*
If you told us, would you have to kill us? *yeah*

Did you perform a tracheotomy? *yes*
Was it a necessary tracheotomy? *silence*
Was it an unnecessary tracheotomy? *nod*
Did you perform it with an ice pick? *no*
Did you perform it with a pen? *yeah*
Did you do rhinoplasty today? *yes*
Was it on you or someone else? *somebody else*
Was it after a bar brawl? *yeah*
Did you use a hammer? *yes*
Did you use a screwdriver? *yes*
Did they live? *yeah*
Did they need to go to the hospital afterward? *nod* *They went in ambulance*

They went in an ambulance? *yeah, with Auntie Georgia*
Did you get a tattoo? *yeah*
Where did you get a tattoo? *on my… leg* (puts her chicken on her leg, holds it there, removes it, and then inspects the spot where it was to see if there’s a tattoo)

Why, Super Why?

Lena’s been sick, so we’ve watched many episodes of "Super Why" (aka Super Readers!) over the last few days (thankfully, it’s on Netflix and there are 70+ episodes). But watching that many episodes of a children’s show means the songs are stuck in my head and are invading my dreams. I had a strange dream last night, coming up with new premises for upcoming shows.

One was about Whyatt getting lost, and how to read signs in yards to figure out which house you should go knock on the door to ask for help. If they have kid toys and a preschool sign in the front yard: go for it! If they have barbed wire, "No Trespassing" signs, and "Guns don’t kill people, I do" signs: stay away!

And the one where Princess Pea discovers that P is for Pregnant, with the super letters spelling out "Protection".
Finally, there was one about Alpha Pig getting into some kind of white supremacy gang, but there was something about their fondness for bacon that brought the episode to a shocking end.

Dinner Tiiiiiiiime!

I’ve been getting into freezer cooking recently. Some people take a day and make all the meals, but I’ve been taking a lazier approach: When meat/ingredients are on sale, I get a bunch and go ahead and sort them into bags for dinners. Meals that require little to no preparation before going into the freezer are my favorites- just dump it in a bag and go. This way, I can made dinner for the night and prep another 3-4 meals in about half an hour, including clean-up. It takes a few days to get through the whole freezer list.

Every few weeks, I go through the sale flyers, pick a grocery (or farmer’s market), make up a list of recipes that, together, use whole units of ingredients, and then make a shopping list of the ingredients that I don’t already have in my pantry.

An example of my list:

Pineapple flank steak
tex-mex burgers
Cilantro lime chicken
Coconut curry pork
bacon quiche pie
Chicken bacon apple sliders
Garlic crusted pork tenderloin

And the groceries:

1.5 lb flank steak
sm can pineapple juice
vegetable oil
2 lbs ground beef
jalapeno (1-2)
3-4 lbs chicken breast
limes (4-6)
corn tortillas
coconut milk
country-style ribs (2lbs)
curry paste
ground chicken
granny smith apple
pork tenderloin

Now, on this occasion, I didn’t make everything I’d planned. I didn’t find the curry paste (subbed for curry powder in the recipe), cilantro, or a good price on the pork tenderloin. I didn’t find ground chicken, but I did find a sale on ground turkey + a coupon, so I made a switch. I also found a great deal on the ribs, so I made/froze bbq ribs to use up the whole package and to use up the rest of some bbq sauce. Finally, I ran out of time to make everything to get it in the freezer by the "freeze by" date on the package (and ran out of space in the freezer to store everything), so the tex-mex burgers didn’t get made, the chicken became something else, and I skipped the enchiladas. The tenderloin went onto the next spreadsheet as a possibility.

This has been really convenient- we just need to pick out our dinners the night before, so they can thaw in the fridge overnight. We can pick out our dinners after Lena goes to bed, and we can throw them in the oven/microwave/heat in crockpot as called for in the recipe, without having to figure out if we have everything or if we have time to get it on the table before Lena goes into Hangry Toddler mode (our incidents of Hangry Toddler and "just make some nuggets" have gone down dramatically.) I have found some terrible recipes (like the bbq meatloaf of last night), and some excellent ones that I kept making until we were tired of them (honey mustard curry chicken). It’s also been nice on our budget, cutting it in half by purchasing most foods on sale (it had gotten a little out of control.)

In conclusion: I like this method of cooking for the weeknight stress relief, the knowledge that we can have a tasty dinner on the table no matter who’s home to cook, we are trying new foods, and the ease on the food budget.

Parent’s night “Out”

We took Lena to a nearby "Parent’s Night Out" last night, and here’s how we spent it:

  • Making a taco kickasserole
  • Folding laundry
  • Putting away folded laundry
  • Eating dinner on the couch while watching le Tour
  • Watching a good bit of F1 qualifying before realizing we were watching the German qualifying from the previous year
  • Drinking a nice bottle of wine
  • Antagonizing Crax until she fell off the couch
  • Petting Angus
  • Washing and putting away dishes
  • Cleaning in the kitchen
  • Blogging
  • Both of us using our respecive iPads at the same time during daylight hours

Basically, just pretending for a few hours that we were still in that pre-Lena time.

I like to sleep

Scenario: I like to sleep on my back.

The problem: Crax takes this as an open invitation to knead, walk on, and sleep on my, especially the soft squishy part that contains my bladder. This is not comfortable at all. Shoving her off just seems to encourage her (you touched me! you must like this!)

Scenario: I put a pillow on top of me for the cat. Also, I like the weight of the pillow on me.

The problem: This is hot, especially with a cat on top of the blanket/pillow stack.

Scenario: I roll onto my side. This sends a message to the cat that I am not interested in her attentions. (She usually moves to my feet.)

The problem: This is not comfortable for me. Or Jeremy’s breathing on me, which I really do not like.

Scenario: I prop up all the things with pillows, in order to get comfortable.

The problem: It’s hot. And wakes everyone in the bed area up when I roll over (because I’m still actually uncomfortable.)

Scenario: I try sleeping on my front, half propped up, or some other configuration.

Problem: Still not comfortable.

End result: I can either half-sleep and/or wake up sore from whatever contortion finally worked to keep cat off and me dozing.