Wednesday, March 31, 2010

He's not gonna take it. No, he 'aint gonna take it.

Forget Joe Biden's potty mouth. This is a really big effing deal.
The mister and I were two of more than 7 million viewers that sat down to watch Mr.Oliver's new show, "Food Revolution", and we were blown away by what this man is trying to do.
And it's about time.
He is using his being a celebrity for SUCH an amazing cause. It's more of a movement if you ask me. Changing the way you eat can truly change your life, and changing those habits in children at a young age is not only difficult, it is crucial.
What really made my blood boil was the fact that in a classroom of kids, not ONE of them could identify a TOMATO. Yes, a TOMATO. We're not talking rutabaga's here people.
Who's fault is that?? Mom and pop. It all starts in the home. Sure schools are HIGHLY to blame for what they are serving the students, but for the parents not to know what's going on until a renowned chef comes in and tells them is absurd.

I could go on for days about how awesome I think this show is, but I will spare you. If you think it is just as awesome, go here and let him know.

And if you want to be shocked about food even more, watch this:

And find out what your typical slab of beef at a grocery store is washed in. I'll give you a hint, it's ammonia.

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

Psalm 37:4

Today He did just that.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Tommy Girl......

Did any of you watch Rich Girls years ago?
I flipping loved that show. Especially the episode where they were in the Hampton's discussing fashion, while eating crudites. I'm paraphrasing here, but Ally Hilfiger was going on and on about how they wear cargo pants with heels, and a cute little shirt because it's fashionable. People in the Midwest, however, wear cargo's because they need places to put their hammers-n-stuff.
I mean, that is good television.
Ally's all grown up now, did some time in rehab, and I have no idea what she's doing now.
But she sure is cute.

The many faces of

I hope he never tires of this little game. His face lights up every time, as if it were the first round we've ever played.

Tuesday, March 23, 2010

I hope it's not taboo, but I'm hijacking your thread to tell you I love you. That I'm proud of the mother that you've become. I've been stealing all of Addison's cuddle time, but I know that he can't last a day without you. I know that because he's just like me.

Addison and his dad

We interrupt this madness.......

In the craziness of work, freelancing, taking care of our little one, a growing belly, home renovations,whoopie making , planning a vacation, and all of the other day to day stuff that makes life full, my sweet, sweet mister planned a surprise date for last night.

The festivities included a 3-D version of Alice in Wonderland, some yummy Japanese, and karaoke fun. It was such a great surprise.

I even surprised him by indulging in movie popcorn.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Think Pink...

I don't think I own one article of pink clothing. I'm drawn to the color when shopping, but never seem to purchase any pink for some reason.
When it comes to the house however, I love me some pink.
When my mom was visiting, we found this chair in a neighbor's garbage. It's missing an arm, but I love it this way. The original color was very similar to the secretary it now sits in front of.
Props to the mister for the transformation.

Money isn't everything.....

But it sure helps when you want $1011.92 worth of curtains.
I am salivating and losing sleep over these babies.
I hate you, Thomas Paul.

Thursday, March 18, 2010

Wait, what?!

Is this for realz??
I flipping love him. And I love them together.
Say it isn't so.

Wednesday, March 17, 2010

Gobble Gobble.

This is NOT the burger we made. Whoever ate this is a pig.

I'm not a big burger and fries kind of gal. It isn't the taste, it's the way I feel after eating them. Heavy, bloated, and guilty.
I stumbled across this recipe last year for the most AMAZING sweet potato fries, and have been making them quite often. It isn't your typical "sweet" potato recipe, with the brown sugar, cinnamon, orange zest, etc. (though you won't find me complaining about any of those ingredients ever). It's more savory, and depending on how much red pepper you use, they pack quite a punch.
The recipe suggests you crush all of the spices with a mortar and pestle, but I use ground coriander, and keep the fennel seeds whole. Delish.

The turkey burger recipe is from Jewels and Jill Elmore, and it is yum-o. Because of the mushrooms, they stay super moist. Couldn't find a link, so here 'ya go:

2 lb light or dark ground turkey
extra virgin olive oil
1/2 large sweet onion; diced
1 large shallot; diced
2 hand fulls shitake or cremini mushrooms; diced
1/2 hand full fresh thyme (i have also used dried, and it's fine)
s & p to taste
1 clove garlic; minced
1/2 bunch parsley; finely chopped

In a hot skillet, add evoo. Sautee onion, shallot, mushrooms, thyme, s&p until cooked through and moisture is absorbed. Add garlic & parsley. Remove from heat, and let cool.
Add cooled mixture to ground turkey-season generously with s&p. Mix with hands, and form patties. Heat evoo in pan, and cook through turning once, about 8 minutes on each side, depending on thickness.
This makes about 8 burgers.
Serve with whatever you like. The mister loves Ezekial's sesame buns (toasted). I wrap mine in butter leaf lettuce (so I can eat more fries). We also used dijon, avocado, sliced provolone, and tomato.

It would all taste that much better with a big glass of wine.

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Bosom Buddies.

You're obsessed with your father. Oh, you don't mind being around me, but if he walks in to a room, you FLIP out. You want to be right by his side.. Even when you hear him walking through the house, you crank your neck looking for him. This started about 3 weeks ago. People say it's normal, a phase, but to be honest, I hope you're always obsessed with him.
You two are SO much alike, it's ridiculous. Laid back, patient, focused, and you both think my dramatic flair is hysterical.
Just a reminder though, he wasn't the one in labor for 28 hours before having to go under the blade.
I wonder how many times I'll use that one.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

I want to thank you , thank you, thank you, thank you...

I mean, you are an angel. You have been such an amazing sleeper. I feel like I have to give some shout outs regarding this success..... To the good Lord up above for sending me this sleeping beauty who I think loves to catch his zzzzz's just as much as his mother does. To my good friend Mel, for recommending this book before I even gave birth. It has been my sleep bible, and I am obsessed with Dr. Weissbluth. Like, I would join his cult if he were to start one.
To bottles of red wine everywhere, for easing the pain when we were embarking on starting a schedule. It hasn't been a walk in the park every single nap/bedtime, but we have been very blessed.

And to my little man, for having the best bed head on the planet.

I hope none of what I just said came across as bragging. Trust me, we have had some crazy nights, but that book, and being really consistent have helped tremendously. Oh, and a half of an ambien in his night time bottle might have something to do with it.
****the last statement was a straight up joke for any of you considering alerting dcfs****

You had me at Soy Flank Steak with Asian Pesto

The mister and I don't eat much red meat, but when we do, we go all out. Actually, we don't go out at all- we stay home. We like to know where the cow has been, and what he's been chomping on, so we buy it and cook it ourselves. Yes, we're those people. But, hey, we eat meat (even though I didn't for 13 years).
Anyhoo-enter Joanne Weir's cookbook given to me by my mamma. We made the Soy-marinated flank steak with Asian pesto, wasabi mashed potatoes, and ginger garlic snap peas.
You know those meals that are so good, you limit the conversation? This was one of those meals.

We caught up on talking while having dessert: Smitten Kitchen's Chocolate pudding, layered with cookies and cool whip. I know, I know, I'm a cool whip LOVER. I mean, I prefer it over homemade whipped cream. There. I said it. Stop judging me.

Wednesday, March 10, 2010

You asked for it.

Several of you wanted to see some more photos of my wedding dress.
I thought about putting it on while preggers, and snapping a few photos for y'all, but luckily for you, my camera's in my son's room, and he's sleeping.

I knew that I didn't want a traditional dress, and that is NOT an easy route to go.. I didn't want to look like I was attending the Oscars-I wanted it to be pretty, yet different at the same time. Oh, and what made it even MORE challenging, is that my fashionista husband already had his Marc Jacobs SEER SUCKER suit purchased.
The search was exhausting, and I ordered and returned several dresses. When I saw the Anna Sui on line, I was afraid it was going to be too dark, but as soon as I opened the box, I was ecstatic.
And after all the returning I had previously done, I bet my post man was too.

Who knows if I will ever wear it again-maybe to my son's first day of school?

Sunday, March 7, 2010

Want my opinion?

Dear Sarah Jessica, you can do no wrong. I heart, heart, heart you.

Cameron: great hair, great makeup, dress looks like something SJP did years ago.

This cougar takes the CAKE! PERFECTION! Though I would have LOVED a red lip on her.

Good GOLLY miss Molly! This picture doesn't do her a LICK of justice. When she walked out on that stage, tears were brought to my eyes. The BEST she has ever looked. Well, maybe except for when she went to prom solo.

Hate this. Moving on.....

Excuse me while I wipe the drool from my Mac.

The top is okay. The bottom reminds me of the tissue paper decorations I made for my son's birthday party. HORRID.

I go back and forth with this. One minute I think she looks classic. The next, I think she looks like the mother of the bride.

If you had a fuschia lip and an arm full of bracelets, I would be happier with you.

This dress is beyond. But I hate that her face is so monochromatic.
Hannah, your hair is shear genius, and when I saw a close up of your eyes, I choked up. But that dress is so ill fitting, and WAY too old for you. You're grounded.

Please fly away like a butterfly, and never return.

Maggs, the top of this number has serious potential. Then my eye reaches your knee area, and all I can think of is a bottle of Hawiian Tropic.

Just because you are always on my favorite list doesn't mean you can get away with this, Krugs.
Remember in the 80s when it was cool to put rubber bands all the way down your pony tail? That's what this reminds me of.
I am having flashbacks of wearing one of those devices that allows you to hands- free breast pump. Know what else this reminds me of? That Janet Jackson cover where the guy is standing behind her, holding her boobies. Awful. Just awful. The fact that I love the color with the red lip means nothing anymore.
If this dress were a wee bit shorter, I would be able to sleep tonight. Oh, and change your shoes.