Showing posts with label food. Show all posts
Showing posts with label food. Show all posts

Thursday, July 7, 2011

In a rut...

It's 104 degrees today. It's been in the hundreds for quite a while. We are lucky to see it cool down to eighty degrees at night. And there's not much hope for a cool down anytime soon.

In other words, it's hot.

It's too hot to do my hair because I sweat while blow-drying and straightening and if I make it through all that the humidity makes it stick out in odd directions and cling to my neck.

It's too hot to take the kids to the playground, the slides literally burn them.

It's too hot to take them on our daily walks or go to the zoo.

It's too hot to do anything that requires physical exertion and that includes cleaning the house.

And it's definitely too hot to cook. I have plenty of recipes I want to try. All involve the stove, the oven, or both. Just the thought of standing over a boiling pot of water sends me packing up the family and eating out once again.

And so I'm in a rut. I don't want to clean, my hair gets pulled back in a pony tail every day, the library, splash pad, and pool have become old news, and I have no idea what to make for dinner.

Anyone have any cool, summer-time suggestions? Especially for dinners? Maybe a cool salad? Something that doesn't require too much energy both on my part and the part of my stove?

Thursday, January 27, 2011

Discrimination!

Have you ever been the victim of impatient huffs or evil stares? How about rude comments? Rude service? Or maybe not rude service, but just plain impatient service?

And it's all because of the little jewels in your crown, your children. Join the club.

To be honest, I'm kind of getting tired of it. I understand if my kids are acting up and you don't want to hear it, but neither do I. Besides, Wal-Mart is a public place and families are bound to be there, shopping together. If you would prefer to shop when there are no kids around then go at 10pm when we are all home, with our children tucked into bed.

My husband and I like to go out to eat. It's our treat to ourselves and there are some days I really don't feel like cooking. We always pick "family-friendly" restaurants, it's not like we are going to the cute Italian bistro that doesn't have a kids menu let alone a high-chair.

Just last week I decided to take my son out on a lunch-date. Just me and him and some good food. I wanted to change it up a bit and decided on Applebee's. My son didn't care as long as he could have french fries. We arrived at 11:45am. They seated us in an area that had TWO other tables with patrons, everywhere else was empty. I immediately distracted my son with the provided coloring page and skimmed through the menu. I AM aware that I have a two-year old with me and that I am at a sit-down restaurant so I must be prepared to order when the waitress comes to ask for our drinks. I also have snacks in the diaper bag to hold him over till the food arrives. I watched the waitress wipe down two empty tables that didn't really need wiping, ask the other patrons if they needed anything else, flirt with (whom I am assuming was) the shift manager, and make eye-contact with me twice and then intentionally look away. After fifteen minutes I quietly packed up my stuff, told my son that we had to leave, but not to worry we would go somewhere else with french fries, and walked out of the restaurant. Five minutes later we were seated at Chik-fil-a, while the nice employees brought our tray out to us and we enjoyed a nice hot meal. During our stay there they asked if we needed refills, if they could throw my trash away, and if I needed anything else. And I didn't have to TIP them.

This isn't the first time something like this has happened to me nor do I think it will be the last. It's a form of discrimination and I don't like it. I could go on, but for the sake of not turning nasty, I will stop here.

Monday, October 12, 2009

Favorite Things

Do you have a few favorite things that you are convinced just make your life so much easier? You know, things that maybe you could do yourself or should probably buy generic brand but you find it's so worth splurging for.

I found one of those things. Disposable toilet bowl cleaners - simply install the little gel pad on the inside of your toilet bowl and it dissolves over a period of time (usually a week), keeping your toilet clean with each flush.

The bathroom is the one place that gets away from me while pregnant and it is also the one chore my husband despises with a vengeance. In order to save our marriage (okay, that might have been a little melodramatic, but you get the point), we have totally bought into the quick, easy solutions. We also love shower sprays, spray down the shower stall after each use and fight mildew and other grossness. The bathroom doesn't need a good scrub down half as often as before, which makes my husband happy, while still staying relatively clean and smelling good, which makes me happy.

Other favorite things:
-Tree Top Apple Juice (seriously won't even consider generic apple juice after trying this stuff).
-Stouffer's Lasagna (so tasty and you don't have to do any of the work)
-Victoria's Secret bras
-Pretty much anything crafty because I am craft-deficient. I would totally spend $10 on a wooden sign that my best friend could probably do herself for much cheaper.

Those are just a few of my favorite things that make my life easier, make me happier, save my sanity, or just plain make me feel sexy. What are a few of your favorite things?