Happy New Year. Let's catch up...
Home Cooking...
Very inconsistent. Just like my blogging.
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| Whoops. Just use a box Katie. |
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| Gigantic Whoops. We call this here dish...Prison Food. According to my personal blogging code, if I show you the best, I have to show you the worst. This was the worst! I feel nauseated just looking. Actually, it looks like one of my first attempts at cooking. So now, I'm not only nauseated, but am having flashbacks of a horrible "first married" moment. I'll give you the highlights... We were living in Bagdad, AZ. We'd been married maybe 4 days. It was time for me to officially cook a dinner. I didn't know how to cook anything except chili, and I couldn't make chili because it was like 1000 degrees that day. Things were beginning to get kind of rocky around day 4 of marriage because that's about the time we realized we didn't know each other, at all! So, to work out some frustration, Mark went outside to shovel some desert earth around. After watching him sweat and shovel dirt for a few hours and get nowhere at turning the desert into a yard, I thought I better cook a dinner like a real wife. I called my mom for her hash recipe. (Most of you probably don't realize "hash" is a delicacy) Unfortunately, she gave me really vague instructions, so I ended up making something resembling the above with underdone potatoes. To make a long story short, after discovering some frustrating realizations about me, marriage, and life, Mark had one more that day...my cooking. I remember the look on his face to this day..Sheer horror. Mark had to re-live it again this week just as a reminder of how far we've come (and my cooking) Love you honey. Sorry if that was too much information. Whoops. |
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| Cake pops. Success. Follow the recipe. |
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| Fried Chicken. Success. Just watch The Help for guidance. |
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Homemade Marinara Sauce. I made this with frozen tomatoes from the garden. The following are my only instructions:
1. Go to the store
2. Buy an organic jar of spaghetti sauce.
3. Call it good.
(unless of course you are my sister-in-law who can do this successfully without wasting an entire day)
Home School...
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| Fine motor activity. Paint Penne Pasta. Should have practiced our "p" sound too. whoops. |
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| Gross Motor Activity. Pour your own cereal. Whoops. |
Home Life...
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| Why does Mom have a pig nose? |
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| Zoe is a very serious painter. |
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| She works best in her Rapunzel dress. |
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| According to Zoe, "the green thing is a beach ball lost on the waves." |
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| Zoe's birthday kill. A fluffy white unicorn. The concept of pinatas is kind of freaky. |
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| I wonder if they'll need therapy? I don't imagine they'll need as much as their cousin who's bday pinata was a little girl look-alike. My brother didn't realize how creepy that was until it was too late. |
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| Sam during the unicorn kill. She's definitely gonna need some help. |
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We got it mounted. Turns out we have another taxidermist in the family.
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We had to say good bye to our Gandelf.
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Still her favorite place.
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Presley got a dozen flashlights for Xmas. She loves them!
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Zoe loves her new bike! Two bells and pom poms!
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Finished our Christmas break with a quick visit to Orange County.
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Sam's favorite guy.
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Love it!
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| She's too busy lookin good to walk. |
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I've got to get a grip on my sunscreen application. Presley looks like a ghost. Check out her forehead scar. That is what happens when you pick a scab for 3 months.
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| Happy day at the beach. Look at Zoe's sand castle in the back! |
