Mobile Blogging

Well, not quite sure where the hang up is, but I've finally figured out how to post from my phone and the pictures aren't coming through. I'll get this figured out soon though. I still feel as if I'm being dragged kicking and screaming into a tech age that I know very little about. Anyway, cute pics soon enough.

Hiiiiiii!!!!!

How one occupies oneself while the rest of the family lugs boxes.

Reason #8539 not to let your kids wear your clothes

Nasty, isn't it? And it's been washed even.

Apologies, apologies

Sorry. Forgot to tell some folks that we were moving. Actually we still are moving and will be for another week or so. So, for now just listen closely and you'll hear the hold music for my blog. Seems that it is a bit harder to post when you are sleeping at one house and the Internet is at the other. Anyway, bigger house, lots of land, closer to school and work, and so far only minor moving itchies for everyone. More to come soon, I promise!

What a fantastic kitchen

O.K. So when you move, you discover things about yourself, your spouse, and anyone else living in your house. You know - you're digging through clothes, drawers, medicines, and who knows what else as you pack it up to move. Well, the thing that I discovered this evening is that we are fantastic cooks, or at least we appear to anyone looking through our stuff to be. Let me explain why this is a new discovery. You'll recall, I catch things on fire. I mean, when I cook I literally catch things on fire. I have no real desire to cook, nor do I feed my family in the traditional way. But we have a kitchen that is outfitted with all kinds of good cooking things. We have a load of fresh spices, several sets of good knives, and a ton of quality bakeware and pots and pans. While packing up the pantry where we keep extras out in the garage (cans and what not) I discovered that we also had all the good canned ingredients for the bases of many, many recipes - chicken broth, tomatoes of various kinds, all sorts of fruits to add flavor, and a whole host of other things that I have no idea how to use. When I see a can of pears, I open them up and eat them. I don't add them to a recipe. When I see ground up, pasty, or other types of canned tomatoes, I leave them alone (they've not lived a good life thus far but there's nothing more I can do for them).

So I guess that brings me back to the original point - I am not a cook, nor do I profess to be one. But apparently my kitchen speaks volumes to the contrary. While I can't make you dinner (at least not one using any ingredients found in our pantry), I can solve this little mystery for you. My father in law pops in periodically to visit, and he's a good cook. He's been stocking up my kitchen for years now - from utensils to nice pots and pans. So, even those days where I am attempting to burn my water, I am doing so in a decent pan.

New House Stuff

If you don't already know, we are currently mid-move. Crazy as it may seem, we are moving ourselves. But, so far, so good. Just a few minor run of the mill moving bugs along the way, but otherwise we're rolling along. One of the things about moving into someone else's house is that you never know what you might find:

For instance, I found this UGLY picture of my husband holding a lovely cornice. Well, actually the cornice is ugly and Tom's face, well, it's Tom's face (not so ugly!). More house pics to come as we take them - I promise!

Why WHY Wii?

Why on earth would they do THIS to a pregnant woman*? Come on now - diapers, baby clothes and a Wii? Yeah, nice. *Just wanted to add that we were in the baby store getting bottle liners - hard to find bottle liners - and I am NOT pregnant. Let the breathing resume.

Scary hair

This is what happens when you give a blow dryer to an

eight year old in desperate need of haircut:

Thankfully he got that haircut shortly after this picture was taken.