Mommathon

Liam brought home a book today that his class wrote together called A Trip to the Beach. Each child has a page that says what they are going to bring to the beach and what they will do while they are at the beach. Most of the kids are bringing a frisbee, goggles, snacks, etc. and they are going to play frisbee, build sand castles, etc. Not my son, on his page it says he going to play his guitar and sing to the whales. Where does he come up with this stuff? I think this might have come from something he read. Kids say the darndest things!

We are finally getting Liam's room together. He has a cowboy room and this weekend a gal came over and painted this mural on his wall and my mom is almost done with his cowboy quilt.

These words were uttered in our house yesterday. I had a nasty stomach bug yesterday that kept me from eating and left me laying on the couch wishing it was my children's naptime all day long so I could have a naptime, too. I was achy and hot and clammy and then freezing...not good. I would like to translate for Liam. What he meant was not that he loves it when Mommy feels like crud, but that he loved staying in his jammies all day and watching a good chunk of TV. Then Grandma came over and played card games with them and gave them the kind of attention that only grandmas can. I would be more than happy to let him wear his jammies all day and I am sure Grandma would be more than happy to come over and play cards again, but let's not wish this stomach bug on Mommy again...it's not a lot of fun.

Why is it that when I have someplace I need to be the people around me are driving painfully, sluggishly, below the speed limit? Are they trying to irritate me? Or maybe they are just trying to tell me to slow down and that the world is not going to go into a holding pattern if I am a few minutes late to my destination.

This book is an account of the author's family's history of mental illness and how many of the women in her family for atleast three generations suffered from postpartum depression. She gives an honest look at her own bout with postpartum depression and how she and her husband worked through it with the help of meds, psychiatrists and the support of family and friends. As a sidenote, this book was written fairly recently-she has some things to say about Tom Cruise and his views on postpartum depression and its treatment.

After trying to eat all of the apples we picked, we have moved on to baking with the apples.



I loved Pampered Chef!



I have never made an apple pie with raisins before, but that's what the recipe called for. I am sure it will be deeeelish!

I had a SASSY telemarketer call today. She called to ask me some questions for a survey. I hung up on her before she got too far. I did some telemarketing when I was in college. I didn't hang up on her to be rude, it just saves everyone a whole bunch of time. I know when I was a telemarketer that I would have much rather been hung up on than have someone let me go through my whole speal and then hang up on me. So, anyways, I hung up and SHE CALLED ME BACK!!! I kid you not!!!! She asked me if I hung up on her and I told her that I had. This girl needs to get some backbone. If she is going to be a telemarketer she is going to have to realize that when people hang up on you it is not a personal affront. She then proceeded to tell me that if I didn't want to take the survey then I should have just told her. Then I hung up on her.