Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Blender Blunder

What happens when you forget a spoon in a blender full of plain yogurt, chopped onions, garlic cloves, fresh ginger, lemon juice, oil, coriander, cumin and turn it on? It's Not good, nor is it a sight I ever wish to witness again. I had my reservations about the tandoori style chicken because it called for a 500 degree oven to char the chicken...I could already hear the smoke detectors piercing my ear drums...BUT, I'd already bought the broken down whole chicken and yogurt & the recipe had been filed from top to bottom in the "try this" folder so many times that it was time to try it, like it or hate it. Lyla & I jumped to marinade work mode; chopped, peeled, scooped, poured, and shook our ingredients into our blender pitcher. I forgot to pull out the spoon we'd used to scoop the yogurt, popped the top of the blender on, nestled it in the base, selected blend and pushed On.
HOLY MESS!
The cover came flying off, I was confused...wtf was going on? What was that clanking noise? This Blender Is Possessed! We're under attack, yogurt and chunks of onions flying up and raining down on us! A Tandoori Style Marinade Explosion! I pushed Off and ran for cover. Lyla had already ran for a safer corner! Then I looked down and saw my finger bleeding and a big chunk of glass missing from the side of the pitcher, it was then, I knew..."OH F*^%! The Spoon!" and Lyla laughed..how dare she!? and she looked at me and said "OH, F*&%, Mama! The Spoon!" and we both just laughed. Marinade a bust. Potty mouth in full effect and a whole lot of mess.
I need a new blender.




Paper Mama Photo Challenge

This weeks challenge: Favorite photograph of January
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Friday, January 27, 2012

Everyone Loves a Compliment

When compliments come few and far between you make quick note of them, you may even pull one out from your arse. Lyla unknowingly dropped a confidence building compliment on me today while I exited the shower to get ready for work.
She was singing Happy Birthday to my butt..Not entirely sure why..but, I rolled with it, dropping in a few notes of my own here and there & she went off on a solo, switched up the words a little bit and threw in "your butt looks like raw chicken, Happy Birthday to, You!"
Raw Chicken is better than lumpy gravy! Whooo Hooo! GO Me! The dieting is doing wonders because I swear I was oatmeal before. Although, I've been stuck at down 33lbs for what feels like forever, I've wandered a bit off the diet path so, I'm thankful to have not gained during my eat right, play right hiatus & this raw chicken comparison may just be the props I needed to get my loss back on!

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Calling all Boogie Busters!

You ain't seen nothing til you've seen a grown ass woman pull a tantrum & I'm about ready to pull a hissy fit if this child doesn't~

#1 attempt to eat anything other than cheese, bread, chicken broth, pasta with butter and cookie dough.
#2 stop picking her nose, licking her finger & then wiping my shirt or pant.
#3 I repeat...Picking her nose, licking her finger & then wiping my shirt or pant!
Fricken Gross, Man...so, fricken gross. I swear I saw her wiping her finger on my pillow case the other day..seriously? Please, let me lay my head down on your nasty snots. Awesome, good looking out, you snot nose child!

Breathe! Deep Breaths. Inhale. Exhale. Inhale. Exhale.
Much better.
Are you serious with the nose picking? C'mon..every time I catch her I say, "Lyla, here's a tissue for your boogers, blow your nose." She looks at me, finger tickling her brain, "nah, I don't need that, it doesn't work." Grrrrr. I offer another solution, "Lyla, Mama will get a Q-Tip and help you get the boogie out." She licks her finger and then wipes it on me, "No, I'm all set, Mama."
...once again I feel defeated. slimed. and tired of eating all the fruits and vegetables alone..covered in boogers. so not cool with it.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

Photo Challenge

This weeks Challenge: Feet

Summer Vacation, Salisbury Beach 2011







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Sweat'n Binky Bullets

Hi, my name is, Mama Crumb & I'm a binky addict and enabler.
We..I...just had quite a scare. Missing binky turned into me army crawling with a flashlight checking every dark crevice. My heart beating entirely too fast, my forehead beading with sweat. I was prepared for the demise of the binky several months ago, but now...I couldn't handle its loss. Flashes of sleepless nights & hours of whining may just scare me into buying a backup. I know, that's ridiculous! I need to be brave the lead by example...that's a worry for another day because my wish was answered and I found that little nub of love! Yes! I will sleep well tonight. Hooray!

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Wordless Wednesday




















Just a few words: OH MY...I'm only a few wisps along the nape away from Carol Brady... LOL

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Where does the time go?

I can't believe it's been nearly a week since I've visited. Time escaped me, Days escaped me. I don't have a good excuse. I'm still searching for my blogging groove. I need to find the time. NO, make the time, the commitment.. to come here, on the Reg. More so than I have been. I'm working on it...I'm brain storming, problem is I do most of it on a mental note as I lay in bed halfway between here and dreamland & then, I dream and my mental notes dance away while I slip into my subconscious. Which by the way can be intense...I love those nights I wake in the middle of a dream & close my eyes tight trying to fall back in, and sometimes it works & I find myself back there...now, yeah..that's intense.


This weeks challenge: White

















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I have thoughts scribbled in a spiral notebook...doesn't do my blog much good.

Be warned: I'll be back here with words. soon. Until then, I'm off to dream.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Paper Mama Photo Challenge

This weeks challenge: Favorite photo from 2011


Lyla & Oscar playing in the leaves.
October 2011 a week before 18 inches of snow fell.



The Photo below the Paper Mama Photo Challenge Button is the after snow shot.
10/30/11











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Tuesday, January 10, 2012

feels good to do good

Monday is "emnastics" day, we'd missed last week because I didn't want sickness tagging along to the gym & the week before was winter vacation so, excitement was running high when health was on our side & gym was a green light! Yay! Having not been on my A game since the new year began we had a list of errands to run after class & on our way home hours later Lyla realized she'd left her Dora water bottle behind somewhere. Ugh. What would have been nap time turned into a search and recovery mission. I was tense, cranky at the fact we had to turn around and go back to look for the damn water bottle. Why? Why couldn't I kept a keener eye on it? After a quick conversation with my husband, his voice resonating stress from a hellish morning at work I felt guilty about how I let something so petty get under my skin. I thought 'damn, girl, you have to loosen up, you have it easy'..yesterday anyway...then, Lyla & I decided after our mission we'd hit up the grocery store for special treats to make daddy's night better than his day. We never did find the water bottle & found ourselves at another store purchasing a new one, that we'll do our best not to leave behind this time around. We baked cupcakes for us, daddy and his coworkers, we made one of his favorite meals for dinner and Lyla drew him a special 'you had a bad day' picture, Oscar chewed the bottom of it to leave his mark, too. Damn Dog! haha The smile we induced was rewarding to all of us. Daddy left this morning with 60 miniature chocolate, chocolate cupcakes with rainbow jimmies all in the name of smile promotion.
Feels good to do good.
Felt good to be sitting on the couch last night, feet up, daughter in bed, dog chilling out, husband watching television upstairs, notebook by my side to jot down blogging ideas. Ahhhh, relaxation 101. Whoot! I sat there for a few debating whether to pop a bottle of wine open or mix myself up a hot cocoa. The perfect end to my day. Ten minutes later my cocoa is cooling off, I'm ready to go in for a sip and the smoke detectors pierce my eardrums. UGH! Noooo! I'd foiled my night of relaxing alone on the couch, I forgot to turn the burner off on the stove & as I earnestly fanned the detector with a kitchen hand towel I heard the whines from upstairs. NOOOOO! haha "Mama, I want you hold me, I want to cuddle on the couch with Mama!" Irritation bubbled inside...but why? Sure, I never get time to myself...EVAH! BUT..is my favorite little girl in the whole wide world wanting to cuddle with me the worst thing that could be going down at 9 p.m. on a Monday night? My clenched jaw was a silly reaction to the innocent love of staying up late with Mama cuddling on the couch. She'd even agreed to watch the Bachelor with me. Sooooo...down she came, doodled on my note pad, "Mama, I left you a note." we cuddled on the couch, sharing a blanket and my cocoa. Not quite the ending I'd envisioned, but a happy ending just the same.

I recently read a status post on Facebook about Paying if Forward for 2012 & have decided it would be something fun to do here on my blog. I, Mama Crumb, promise to make something handmade for the first 5 readers who become "members" of my blog via Google Friend Connect & feel free to do the same on your blog and invite me to join the fun. The rules: your homemade gift must be handmade by you and recipients must receive their homemade gift in 2012. Come on, Join and become a member of my..you, the people who come back & visit often.

If you're already one of my handful of members, leave a comment & I'll make you something, too. I'll contact you for a mailing address when I'm ready to ship your crafty gift.

Friday, January 6, 2012

each day is a new beginning

Do people put too much pressure on 2012 to deliver "awesomeness" ? Do they allow the bad moments of 2011 define it as a whole? We all have crappy struggles any given year, most of us, I assume..anyway...whether it's illness, financial or run of the mill stress with life. Livin' ain't easy, sometimes. I had some down and out days in 2011, days I thought I'd never get through with my sanity intact..but here I am. All in all, it was a damn good year at home watching my daughter grow..it's magical, when it's not awful. Tears and tantrums over candy and bed and baths and socks we can't find the mate to and your cookie is bigger than my cookie and the dog ate my toy and mama scolded me because I asked for a tissue, but then blew my nose on her sweatshirt..while she was wearing it! whaw, whaw, whaw. Tantrums I never thought I'd survive, the moments I'd just want to clench my fists, stomp MY feet and scream "what about ME?"
I survived those first few months of puppy training. OH MY! That was rough.
The managing of my dead fathers estate. OH MY! That was a long fought battle I thought for sure would scar my family, but here I am & it's behind me & in the process healed some of my childhood emotional wounds.
I don't expect anything from 2012, but from myself I expect to keep on, keeping on. I should exercise more, eat less carbs, take Oscar for more walks, spend more time dog training, go to doggy school, drink more water, the list could go on & on but the only thing I ask myself is to take one day as it comes, don't sweat the small stuff, learn something new with Lyla each day & with any luck at the end of it all I'm as satisfied as I am today with where I am in life.
You know what would be truly excellent? Losing another 33lbs this year! One day at a time. One pound at a time.
Happy New Year to You All!

Monday, January 2, 2012

you're a stranger

It's been a long time since we were close friends, but I've never stopped caring about you & always wonder how you are. It's nice when we share brief messages, but I realize now, they're empty words. They're lies. They're not you, you are not you. I hate the you, you have become. I cry for your children, I cry for your parents, I cry for your brother, I cry for everyone who cries along with me, for you. In this New Year I say goodbye to trying to understand. I say goodbye to the tears. I'll stop wondering if 'today' will be the day your body joins your soul & I'll shed one final tear at your funeral. Goodbye old friend, wherever you are, I hope you find a light in your darkness. I hope you find strength in your weakness. I hope you choose to start living. I love you, wherever you are. Goodbye.